Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The future seems to have his light and shadow, as well as an elusive faint light.

Wen Baixu tilted his head slightly and looked at the man. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard the man say calmly, "Focus on recuperating and don't run around. If you run around, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

As he was talking, Gu Yanming had already arrived at the door. He turned around and glanced at him with a faint look, then gathered his outer robe and walked out of the door leisurely.

"Are you... threatening me?"

Wen Baixu was a little stunned for a moment. He pointed at the wide-open door and the disappeared figure, and couldn't help shaking with anger.

"Okay, Master is also caring about A Xu in his own way. Apart from A Xu, this is the first time I've seen Master speak like this."

Qiu Yu looked relieved. She picked up the bowl that he had placed on the bed and put it back on the table.

"I don't think there's any difference. He just doesn't like me. He's weird and weird, like a mental patient..."

"What do you mean? Spirit...what?"

Qiu Yu was startled when he heard this, put down the tray in his hand, turned around and looked at the boy wrapped in a quilt.

But Wen Baixu was still immersed in his mumbling and didn't notice anything unusual.

Qiuyu looked at him for a while, and the doubt in her eyes relaxed. She smiled and shook her head, and said, "The festival is coming in a few days. If you want to go out and play, you should have a good rest these days. I heard that there will be a lot of delicious food that day..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy who was originally immersed in his own world seemed to have taken stimulants. His eyes shone with light as he looked at the person holding the tray and smiling slightly.

Qiu Yu didn't care much, just shook his head, told him to have a good rest, walked out of the room and closed the door.

When the footsteps faded away, Wen Baixu clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling, his nose breathing with excitement, and looked at the door.

A few days later, as night fell, lanterns were hung inside and outside the mansion, making it particularly bright and pleasing to the eye. Gu Yanming, who had originally stipulated that young boys were not allowed to leave the mansion, finally relaxed his restrictions due to Qiuyu and Qiuyu's repeated bombardment.

"Don't go too far, don't stay outside too long, finish watching the show, someone will pick them up before midnight..."

Gu Yanming was like an old father who was worried about his own child. If he hadn't seen the young man standing at the door frowning impatiently, he would probably have continued talking for another hour.

"Master, it's too late. We have to go, otherwise, Your Majesty..."

Gu Yanming, dressed in white, glanced at the young man secretly, lifted his robe, stepped on the stool, and got on the carriage. Qiuyu, who was behind him, nodded to Qiuyu with a smile on his face, and when Qiuyu nodded, he got on the carriage.

As the carriage slowly drove out, the two people standing at the door kept looking around, looking at the carriage until it disappeared.

Seeing that he was out of sight, the people at the door breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took Qiuyu's hand, and ran towards the performance venue.

The streets were no longer as quiet as usual, as if due to the festival, they were bustling and noisy everywhere. The fading sunset glow was replaced by darkness, adding a sense of mystery to the original red buildings.

On both sides of the street, there are small vendors selling hot food everywhere. They shout to sell, attracting more people to their stalls.

The two of them were running in the snow, and the creaking sound was particularly loud. There were also many pedestrians on the street, which greatly slowed down their progress.

Qiuyu, who was being dragged by him to run very fast, shook off his hand and stood there, breathing heavily. The mist rising from her mouth gradually drifted away.

"No... I won't run away... There's still time, why are you in such a hurry?"

The panting sound coupled with the shaking of her hairpins, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was very tired.

But Wen Baixu was only thinking about the plan and didn't see the people around him.

"But....."

Wen Baixu wanted Qiuyu to hold on a little longer. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qiuyu holding her knees and panting, and the busy streets. He realized that he couldn't run much faster, but he didn't want to miss it, so he walked up to Qiuyu, squatted down and said,

"Then let's walk over slowly?"

"Huhu~ You should have done this a long time ago...it's still so early."

Qiuyu saw him squatting in front of her, panting and complaining loudly.

"Then let's go?"

The anxiety in her voice was self-evident, and Qiuyu could not help but stand up obediently.

When Qiuyu stood up, Wen Baixu grabbed her hand

Qiuyu was stunned, her fair cheeks flushed with shame, but she was too embarrassed to say anything, so she just let him run forward...

After a while, the two arrived at the performance venue. It was an open space with a huge stage built on it. The stage was gorgeously decorated and surrounded by a crowd of people, all of whom were staring at the stage with wide eyes, as if they were rubbing their hands in anticipation.

At this time, the competition on the stage has already begun. From the discussions around, the person on the stage is as famous as Ziyunfang and Shi Niang. However, that was only before. Now that Shi Niang is gone, it is estimated that she will be the first this year.

Wen Baixu let go of Qiuyu's hand as he spoke, and kept looking towards the stage.

In the center of the stage stood a beautiful woman with a graceful figure, as beautiful as pearls and jade. She was wearing a brocade cape with fur trimmings. All around her body, as she moved, one could hear the sound of tinkling bells.

As the music started, the beauty smiled with bright eyes and white teeth, took off her outer robe, revealing a flowery silk shirt, holding a fan with a picture of butterflies cherishing spring in her hand, with elegant make-up on her face and her long black hair tied into a bun.

The woman in the center of the stage is half-turned, with a round fan covering half of her face, as if she is holding a pipa and half covering her face.

As the melodious flute sounded, the woman's movements slowly began to sway...

Qiuyu, who was standing next to the young man, looked at the person dancing on the stage like a butterfly. She was surprised. She looked at the young man, pointed at the person on the stage, and said stutteringly:

"This...is not...what you are doing..."

Wen Baixu frowned, covered Qiuyu's mouth with his hand, shook his head, and whispered: "Let's talk about this later. I'll go see my sister first. Wait for a moment."

After saying that, he ignored Qiuyu's anxious look and just as he passed a person, he was knocked aside by a strong force. He saw a person wearing a thick fluffy cloak, and a bird feather pattern with a golden edge was faintly visible at the hem. She had a round little face, and glared at him angrily at this moment, and ran away quickly.

Wen Baixu rubbed his arm, and without thinking about anything else, he quickly ran in the opposite direction.

When he arrived at the gathering place, he looked around and finally saw Shi Niang from Ruyifang in a corner. At this moment, she gathered her outer robe, and the people standing beside her were talking to her with an uneasy look on their faces.

Seeing this, Wen Baixu quickly avoided the crowd and walked towards the corner.

As soon as I got close to them, I heard someone nearby anxiously saying that they were supposed to be dancing but someone else had taken the lead, so should they...

"unnecessary"

The young man said firmly, looking straight at Shi Niang under the cloak.

"But... Young Master, wouldn't this make people say that we, Ruyifang, are deceiving the world and stealing our reputation, and destroy our own reputation?"

"Tsk tsk~ What's the point of fame? It can't be used to make a living, not to mention..."

Just as the boy was about to continue, he heard a voice coming from the front, as if he was about to

Shi Niang, who was originally sitting on the side, stood up slowly at this moment. There was a sound of gold flakes colliding, and she walked towards the stage leisurely.

Amid the anxious and annoyed voices of the crowd, the young man looked at the receding figure and said with a firm gaze: "You will definitely become the number one person in the stunning imperial capital again..."

The breeze blew gently, blowing through the boy's hair and gently lifting one side of the beauty's outer robe, revealing a long thing that looked like a water sleeve...