After I traveled through the book, I became the favorite of the cold and indifferent prince.

Qianweilou is particularly lively today, with a lot of people.

When Yan Qingwan was going upstairs, he keenly noticed that many people around him were looking at him with curious eyes.

She just quickened her pace and soon followed her brother into the box.

After sitting down, Yan Qingwan couldn't wait to take off the hat on his head and put it aside.

The shopkeeper just walked into the box to serve the dishes. When he caught a glimpse of the woman's true appearance after she took off her hood, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

In the twenty years at Qianweilou, I have seen all kinds of beauties, especially the ladies who come to eat, some plump and some thin, some dignified, some gentle, some cute, some arrogant...

It can be said that there is everything, but none of them can compare to the woman in front of him!

It is no exaggeration to say that the young lady of the master's family is so beautiful that she can shame the moon and flowers.

It makes people can't help but be shocked!

Yan Qingchen glanced at him and said in a light tone: "Why are you standing there? Hurry up and serve the dishes."

The shopkeeper came to his senses, responded, hurried forward, and asked the waiter at the back to put the dishes away.

After all the dishes were served, the shopkeeper bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Sir, the dishes are ready. Please enjoy your meal with Miss."

"Ah."

Wait for the shopkeeper to leave the box.

Yan Qingchen turned to look at his sister, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

He smiled and said, "Today is the Qiqiao Festival. These foods are very delicious. Come and try them."

Yan Qingwan's eyes had long been on the food when she heard her brother's words.

I immediately picked up the chopsticks and started tasting them one by one.

I feel so satisfied.

Alas, it is true that the delicious food we eat out occasionally is delicious. Although the food at home is delicious, it is not surprising if we eat it every day.

After the meal, night had fallen and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

However, surprisingly, the streets were brightly lit, as bright as day.

Looking around, the streets are lined with lanterns of various shapes, colors and patterns. They are like stars, shining with charming light.

At this moment, the streets are bustling with people.

The girls put on brand new dresses and looked extremely beautiful. Everyone's face was filled with joy and happy smiles.

They strolled in the streets in groups of three or five, stopped to admire the lanterns, or chatted and joked with each other, with laughter and joy rising one after another.

What a lively scene.

Before going downstairs, Yan Qingwan deliberately acted coquettishly and cutely to Yan Qingchen, and did not wear a hat.

But under Yan Qingchen's gaze, she chose the second best option and wore a veil on her face.

This adds a sense of stunning beauty to the half-covered face.

Yan Qingwan strolled leisurely among the bustling crowd, and his appearance more or less attracted the attention of many people around him.

She didn't care about it at all, and just followed Yan Qingchen with a bright smile, looking at this and that from time to time. Soon, the hands of the maids and servants behind her were filled with a dazzling array of things.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the street.

Song Fangxun, a man in a moon-white robe, was strolling on the street with a woman in front of him who had a bright smile.

The soft light fell on them, making Qiao Xinian look even more beautiful.

Song Fangxun's gaze involuntarily became softer and softer.

After Yan Qingwan continued walking around for a while, he suddenly heard a sound coming from not far away.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man standing on a high platform. He shouted loudly: "Hello everyone! Today is a special day. Our Fenghua Building has been open for fifty years!

To celebrate this important moment, our host has decided that any lantern hanging above my head can be obtained by guessing the riddle!

The more you guess correctly, the more valuable the lanterns you get! So, everyone is welcome to actively participate..."

Before the man finished speaking, Yan Qingwan felt the crowd around him begin to surge and become extremely crowded.

She tried to reach out and grab her brother's clothes, but before she could do so, she was pushed off balance by the people around her.

When she finally managed to break away from the crowd and stand firm, there were no familiar figures around her.

Yan Qingwan sighed softly, then looked around carefully, then she realized that she had already walked out of that street. At this moment, not far from her was the place where people lit lanterns and made wishes.

Yan Qingwan caught a glimpse of a lantern shop not far away, the designs of which were very exquisite.

So she felt her purse and made sure it was still on her before she walked towards the store.

"Miss, my lanterns are not only beautiful in style but also affordable. You must not miss them!" The owner greeted Yan Qingwan warmly.

Yan Qingwan looked at it for a long time before pointing at one of the lotus-shaped lanterns and said, "Please help me take this down."

"Excuse me, how much is this lotus lantern?"

As soon as Yan Qingwan finished speaking, the woman who had just spoken to her was suddenly stunned. The two looked at each other, both feeling a little surprised.

Yan Qingwan's veil had been half-fallen off in the crowd just now. At this moment, as she turned her head, the string behind her right ear loosened and the veil fell off.

Qiao Xinian, who was sitting opposite her, stared at the face in front of her with her beautiful eyes and was shocked.

She blinked quickly and looked up to look at the expression of Song Fangxun beside her.

Unexpectedly, he lowered his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in a low voice: "Yan Qingwan."

Qiao Xinian's heart suddenly sank.

Yan Qingwan couldn't help but turn his head when he heard this familiar voice. Seeing that it was him, he couldn't help but ask speechlessly, "Why are you here?"

Song Fangxun's dazed expression instantly subsided, his face darkened, and he said in a cold tone: "Why, only your Yan family can stroll on this street? Others are not qualified to set foot here!"

Yan Qingwan rolled his eyes speechlessly, looked up and down at his outfit with interest, and said leisurely: "That's not the case. After all, no one in our family is that capable."

Song Fangxun looked at her coldly with a slightly cold gaze: "Really? Then I really can't tell."

Yan Qingwan raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and said in a tactful tone: "It's normal that you can't see it. After all, we grew up in different environments and have different social levels. It's inevitable that we have different ideas."

After saying that, she turned and opened her bright eyes to look at the girl opposite her, who was the white moonlight heroine in the book who died early, Qiao Xinian.

She does look like a pretty girl next door. According to the description in the book, she should be a hardworking girl who can endure hardships.

I hope that in the future, there won’t be any drastic changes in my mentality.

It’s good to live a simple life.

Yan Qingwan didn't know that when he stared at people out of curiosity, that kind of concentration would always make people blush and their hearts beat faster.

At this moment, Qiao Xinian, who was being watched from the opposite side, skipped a beat. She couldn't help biting her lip, feeling very nervous.

Yan Qingwan smiled at her and sincerely wished her well: "This lady must be Mr. Song's new wife. I would like to wish you and your wife a long and happy marriage and a son soon."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards another lantern shop, waving casually to the two people behind her.

The top scholar is the top scholar.

Innocent girls should not be implicated.

Then she asked the shopkeeper to pick out the most expensive lantern at the door of the flower shop, turned around and walked slowly towards the stream.