The lantern-grabbing contest involves a group of men climbing a high platform. Whoever reaches the top first gets the lantern. The competition is exciting, and there are many onlookers, three or four layers deep. Many young men from noble families are eager to try, including the heirs of the Marquis of Xuanping, the Prince of Yanping, the eldest son of the Duke of Tan, and even the Eighth Prince.

Shen Wan watched excitedly and asked Xie Jingyan, "Who do you think will get it?"

“Nobody can get it,” Xie Jingyan said.

"ah?"

"You don't think much of them?" Shen Wan asked.

Xie Jingyan smiled and said, "Wait until I bring you the lantern."

Before Shen Wanren could react, the people around her had already leaped onto the overpass.

The heirs of Xuanping Marquis and Yanping Prince were climbing up the shelf while fighting, pulling on each other's legs and belts. Just as they were getting into the swing of things, they noticed that Xie Jingyan had also joined in and was fighting with the heir of Maoguo Duke.

The heir of the Duke of Maoguo mocked, "Prince Ling really dotes on his princess, neglecting even his own health. I, the heir, will not let you get away with this."

"Let's talk after you can defeat me," Xie Jingyan said coldly.

The two exchanged blows on the platform, but the first to suffer was the heir of the Marquis of Xuanping. The heir of the Duke of Maoguo kicked a bamboo pole and broke it. The heir of the Marquis of Xuanping didn't even have time to dodge and fell off the platform, but managed to land on his own and was eliminated.

The heir of the Prince of Yanping was gloating, but after laughing for a while, he went down to keep the heir of the Marquis of Xuanping company.

Prince Yanping, “…”

The heir of the Marquis of Xuanping put his hand on the shoulder of the heir of the Prince of Yanping. "I saw you laughing happily up there. Why did you come down?"

The Prince of Yanping wished he could punch him.

As they looked at the elevated road, they were initially worried for Xie Jingyan, fearing he wouldn't be a match for the heir of the Duke of Mao. But as they looked, they felt a pang of sadness. They admitted they hadn't practiced martial arts diligently, yet their brother Jingyan, who had been in a wheelchair for two or three years, was so much better at martial arts than them. It was truly infuriating to compare oneself to others.

The final result was without a doubt: Xie Jingyan won the lantern. Carrying the lantern, he flew down from the high platform, as graceful as a banished immortal descending to earth. He walked towards Shen Wan, and countless envious and jealous eyes fell on her.

Under the candlelight, Shen Wan's cheeks were flushed, and her heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey.