The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The old man selling masks was a little surprised when he saw a young man coming from behind who looked exactly like the young man who asked him a question.

There are many people in the capital, but identical twins at birth are rare in themselves, let alone a pair of boys.

Especially the girl wearing a veil and holding the little girl behind the two young men. Her face could not be seen, but her eyes were definitely the most beautiful and breathtaking pair of eyes the old man had ever seen in his life.

And the little girl was also fair and clean, with a cute and clever look. She looked different from the country dolls in his family. She was indeed a lady from a noble family.

Listening to the voices, the old man vaguely knew that they were brothers and sisters from the same mother, and that the child was the daughter of the one who looked too young.

The old man felt a little envious. Both young men were very handsome and had extraordinary demeanor. The young lady also had an extraordinary complexion. The granddaughter was also extremely cute. He wondered which adult was so blessed to have these two sons and daughters.

The old man's envy of Qingyin and Song Yuebai who were choosing masks were of course unaware of it.

When Song Yuebai and others surrounded her to block other people's sight, Qingyin took off her veil and put on the fox mask she had chosen, while Song Zhenbao himself put on his favorite little fox mask.

Song Yuebai and Song Fengqing, one wore an ordinary human mask and the other wore a tiger mask.

Standing behind the two of them, he looked more like a bodyguard.

Qingyin smiled, put on the mask, and walked out to the street with her little fox daughter, feeling that the air she breathed was freer.

The small vendors on Chang'an Avenue sold a wide variety of things, and the food was extremely tempting. Qingyin smelled them and felt hungry, but she couldn't help but suppress the desire to enjoy the food. Instead, she bought a lot of cute little things.

Song Yuebai and his friend followed behind their sister, paid for her, and then continued shopping with the excited mother and daughter.

As the sky gradually darkened, many people on the street had already lit lanterns. The bright lanterns added another lively and elegant flavor to this already prosperous street.

The further they walked in, the more people there were.

Qingyin and her mother and daughter, along with two tall and handsome young men and a group of guards, seemed inconspicuous as they walked in the crowd.

But Shen Du was not among the crowd.

On the second floor of a restaurant on the east side of Chang'an Street, Shen Du was called by several of the Fifth Princes, with whom he had a good relationship, to enjoy the New Year's Festival together.

As a good friend of many years, and also because of their blood relationship, Shen Du naturally had to give the Fifth Prince this face.

Several royal relatives and nobles were sitting in a private room at the best restaurant. Facing them was an astonishingly large window, which allowed them to see the lively scene downstairs.

The fifth prince was a little excited. He sat by the window, looking at the lively scene below, and exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, fourth brother, look, there are people selling candied haws down there, as well as lanterns, fried fish, and sugar figurines..."

"Why don't we go down and take a walk."

The Fourth Prince glanced at the bustling and crowded scene below, and his eyes twitched slightly, "It's always like this. There's always food in the palace."

"If you want to go down, go down by yourself. It's so crowded."

The fifth prince curled his lips and said, "How can the food in this palace be compared with that outside the palace? The food here is not about taste, but about the human touch."

"Hey, let's take you guys out. You guys are all crowded in this private room without going down. It doesn't feel like the New Year at all."

"Shen Du, isn't the Royal Aunt's birthday coming up after the New Year? Why don't you go and pick out a gift for her?" Seeing that he couldn't persuade his brother, the Fifth Prince looked at another person in the room.

Shen Du raised his eyebrows and subconsciously glanced downstairs in the direction of the Fifth Prince who turned his head to look at him.

A pair of familiar beautiful eyes came into view. Seeing the girl about to walk away with her daughter, Shen Du, who reacted faster than his brain, opened his mouth and said, "Okay, then I will go downstairs and pick a gift for my mother now."

In front of the Fifth Prince, Shen Du directly flipped out of the window and jumped lightly to the ground. The young man with ethereal air and handsome features flipped down the stairs in an elegant and handsome manner, which attracted many admiring glances from the opposite sex.

The fifth prince: “???”

The fourth prince watching the show:

"???"

The Fifth Prince turned to look at his Fourth Brother, his eyes somewhat dazed. "Fourth Brother, when did my words become so effective on Shen Du?"

He turned over the building right after he finished speaking. This is too efficient.

The Fourth Prince: "..."

This silly brother actually thought his words worked.

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Downstairs, Shen Du chased directly in the direction where Qingyin disappeared.

But when he really saw Qingyin's figure, he couldn't help but feel timid.

What if Qingqing doesn't like someone following her? What if Nian Nian doesn't like him either, and Qingqing finds out and rejects him directly...

I imagined many tall and handsome young men squatting behind a stall selling lanterns, and my temperament became more and more cold as I imagined them.

The owner of the lantern stall was an ordinary young man in a gown. He looked tremblingly at the nobleman squatting behind his stall with an increasingly gloomy temperament.

There was despair on his face.

Could it be that his stall was an eyesore to this nobleman, so he hated lanterns so much? In that case, would he beat him to death just for this stall? After his death, maybe his wife wouldn't even be able to redress his grievances...

The more the young boss imagined it, the more miserable he felt. The longer his calves stayed with Shen Du, the more they shook like brushes.

"Sir, do you want to buy a lantern?" the young man said flatteringly with a forced smile, his voice pitifully small.

Shen Du, who was suddenly asked: "..."

Ahem, "It's okay, I'll just look at the lanterns."

Shen Du casually lied to the overly timid stall owner.

He stared at the direction Qingyin left and walked forward, leaving behind the unlucky boss who finally relaxed with a deep breath.

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Qingyin was walking in front and also felt a burning and purposeful gaze.

At first, Qingyin didn't know who he was, but after following him for a long time, she realized that Shen Du's brain became stupid when he met Qingyin, and Qingyin saw the young man's profile several times in her peripheral vision.

The familiar appearance and temperament in my memory.

Shen Du, the object of her mission finally appeared.

Qingyin sighed a little.

No wonder such a cowardly person didn’t catch up with the original body.

Qingyin looked at the figure behind him and stopped at a remote riverside where lanterns were placed.

Song Yuebai and Song Fengqing looked at Qingyin who had stopped, with puzzled expressions: "Sister?"

Qing Yin: "Nothing, but there are some things I need to clarify with a certain young master who never shows up."

Song Yuebai/Song Fengqing: “???”

!!!

If any bastard is hooking up with their sister behind their backs, tell them and they promise not to beat him to death, haha.

Qingyin knew what they were thinking by looking at their expressions. She curled the corners of her mouth slightly and put her confused-looking daughter in Song Yuebai's arms.

He gently patted his daughter's head.

"Nian Nian, let uncle hold her for a while. Mom is busy for the time being."

After that, Qingyin said something in a certain direction in the distance.

"Isn't the young master coming out yet?"