Guan Zhiyue led Bilian out of her maternal grandfather's house, which was the Fan family mansion.

"Sister Yue, Sister Yue, wait for me!" Fan Qingqing called out as she ran.

Guan Zhiyue and Bilian turned around and saw Fan Qingqing running over from the courtyard.

"Qingqing, why are you following me?"

"Sister Yue, where are you going? Why didn't you take Qingqing with you?" Fan Qingqing stepped forward and took her cousin's arm, looking like she didn't want her to leave.

Guan Zhiyue smiled and reached out to pat the little girl's head, saying, "I'm going out for a bit. You stay home and behave yourself."

"No, I want to go out with Sister Yue!"

Guan Zhiyue looked at the girl and thought that the girl had always liked to stick to her since she was a child, especially during the years when she was overweight, she never said anything about disliking her, and she was always good to her.

Guan Zhiyue didn't know what else to say, but she still had some words of advice: "It's not that I can't go shopping with you, but you have to hold my hand tightly later and don't run far, okay?"

"Okay, I will hold Sister Yue's hand tightly."

So what was originally a trip for two has now become a trip for three. Fan Qingqing's maid originally wanted to come along, but Guan Zhiyue stopped her. She didn't want too many people to know that she was going out to see other men.

If she, a married woman, were discovered looking at other men, she would definitely be criticized and denounced.

"It's not market day today, so why are there so many people on the streets?" Fan Qianqian asked, holding Guan Zhiyue's hand, looking somewhat puzzled.

Guan Zhiyue was also curious. She looked around and saw that many of the people on the street were women who were wearing makeup. They were all dressed up in a very flamboyant way. The weather was not very warm yet, but these women were dressed very revealingly, and their faces were covered with three layers of white powder. What were they up to?

"Is there anything on the program today?" Rosamund Kwan asked.

Bilian scratched her head, looking puzzled, but smiled and said, "I don't know, but I guess there's some kind of program."

"Hey ladies, where are you all going? Why are there so many of you?" Fan Qianqian stopped a woman who ran past her. The woman looked about sixteen or seventeen or eighteen years old and was dressed in a revealing outfit.

"Oh dear, little sister, let go of your older sister quickly, or there won't be any good seats left."

"My idol is going to be gone soon, and my heart is going to break."

"Male god?"

"Yes, my idol, he's my dream guy."

Who is it?

"Of course, it's Lan Shanqi, the royal merchant of our Southern Ding Kingdom." After saying that, the woman ran away with her small, quick steps like the wind.

Guan Zhiyue and Bilian exchanged a glance, then looked around. Could all these people have gone there for this man?

"Heh, interesting. In that case, shall we go and take a look? I'd like to see just how handsome this Imperial Merchant really is."

"Let's go, let's go take a look, hehe, Your Majesty, which way should we go?"

Guan Zhiyue glanced at the crowded area, pointed to the restaurant over there, and said, "Let's go check out that restaurant over there."

The three arrived behind the women, who were cheering and shouting, all craning their necks and staring expectantly in the direction of the city gate.

"Sister Yue, what are we looking at here?" Fan Qingqing didn't know what these women were looking at, so she grabbed Guan Zhiyue's arm and stood on tiptoe to look at the surrounded area.

Guan Zhiyue looked up and glanced at him, then said, "A man."

Fan Qingqing's eyes widened when she heard Guan Zhiyue's words. She looked at her sister Yue in disbelief. She was already a married woman, so why was she still coming to see this man? And who was this man they were talking about?

"Sister Yue, didn't you already marry the Emperor?" As soon as Fan Qingqing said this, Guan Zhiyue quickly covered her mouth, but the women around them still looked over.

Guan Zhiyue smiled and nodded at them without saying anything. Fan Qingqing, with her mouth covered by her older sister Yue, couldn't say anything either.

Guan Zhiyue gestured for her to be quiet, indicating that she should stop talking. Fan Qingqing blinked, indicating that she understood.

"Sister Yue..."

"Shh, don't talk, look at the man." Guan Zhiyue quickly raised her hand to make a shushing gesture.

Fan Qingqing had a million questions waiting for Guan Zhiyue in her mind, but seeing her sister Yue like this, she couldn't say anything more and could only watch.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the women began to exclaim in surprise. The entrance to the restaurant, the street, and the seats by the windows were all surrounded by these women, who threw handkerchiefs, sachets, flowers, and red ropes at the carriage that was slowly approaching from outside the city gate.

"ah!!!!"

"ah!!!!"

"Shanqi, Shanqi, Shanqi, I love you like a mouse loves rice!"

"Shanqi, Shanqi, I love you, I love you!"

"Shanqi, come out and see us! My idol, my husband!"

“Shanqi.…”

The women all cheered, their voices deafening. Guan Zhiyue looked at these frenzied women and couldn't help but shudder. Everyone said that women in ancient times were reserved, but now what reserve? Was it just continuous shouting?

"Pretty trendy, they even know what a male god is. Tsk tsk tsk, is this man as good-looking as our current emperor?" Guan Zhiyue muttered.

A woman standing nearby said with a smile, "Your Majesty, let's not think about it anymore. We can still have our eyes on this Young Master Lan."

Just then, the screams grew louder. Guan Zhiyue looked up and saw Lan Shanqi walk out of the carriage and stand on the edge of the carriage, looking down at the women who were screaming for him.

He was dressed in a brocade robe with colorful flowers, with a dark yellow belt with spider patterns and gold threads around his waist. He had jet-black, shiny hair, clear and bright phoenix eyes under his eyebrows, a strong and upright figure, and a face as handsome as jade.

As Guan Zhiyue looked at the man in the carriage, the line of poetry that came to mind was, "A stranger like jade, a gentleman unparalleled in the world."

"The ancients were right!"

Bilian: "What ancient people? Your Majesty, what nonsense are you spouting again?"

Guan Zhiyue turned around from the man's direction and looked at Bilian, saying, "Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. This man is really handsome."

"How does it compare to the Emperor?"

Guan Zhiyue thought for a moment and said, "Of course they can't be compared. They're practically two completely different types of people, aren't they?"

Although Bilian didn't know what her mistress meant by "style," she was happy as long as her mistress was happy.

Just as the three were about to leave, a voice rang out behind them, a voice so beautiful it could make one pregnant, "Little Nao, why are you running? Don't you recognize me?"

Guan Zhiyue didn't pay attention and walked forward with Bilian, but before she could take a step, she was grabbed by the back of her collar.

"Ah, let go of me!" Guan Zhiyue was suddenly grabbed by the back of her collar by a force that made her fall backward.

"Little Nuonuo, why are you running?" Lan Shanqi's pleasant voice rang in Guan Zhiyue's ears.

Guan Zhiyue froze, completely dumbfounded. She ignored the back of her collar being grabbed, her eyes blinking rapidly, as if she were under a spell...