"No need. I just arrived today and haven't had time to find an inn to stay in yet, but it's quite convenient. There are plenty of inns along the roadside, so I won't trouble you."

Wang Fenglun was a little disappointed when he heard this, but it didn't matter. The person had already arrived in Yancheng, so how could they run away?

Moreover, it was indeed inappropriate for the Fifth Prince, a man, to stay at her place; it would damage his reputation. It was her oversight.

But she still felt very lucky that she met him on her very first day here.

"Alright, then Yancheng can be considered my territory now. Fifth Young Master, you must let me do my part as a host."

"Then I'll have to trouble you." Wei Wuyan said with a smile.

So, for the past few days, the yamen runners have been wondering when their mistresses started finishing their shifts so punctually. It's something they've never seen before!

During this time, Wei Wuyan followed Wang Fenglun around every day, going shopping, climbing mountains, boating on lakes, and traveling to various places.

It made Wei Wuyan feel as if he had returned to the time before.

He experienced a unique kind of sweetness, a feeling that Wang Fengyue had never given him before.

Gan Ling had also heard the recent news, no wonder Lord Wang was so furious last time.

So it was one of her people! You should have said so earlier. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so tactless as to provoke Lord Wang's people!

When her mother found out, she scolded her severely and hurriedly sent gifts to the Prince's Mansion to apologize.

Oh, she really has a hard life!

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month is the Qixi Festival.

"Wu Yan, why don't we go out again tomorrow night? We can see what Yancheng looks like when the lights come on at night. It must be very lively."

Even though the two had become quite familiar with each other over the past few days, Wang Fenglun was still a little nervous, wondering if he would agree.

Wei Wuyan hesitated for a moment: "Alright, but I'll be leaving after the Qixi Festival."

He really should leave, otherwise, he fears he will just sink into despair.

That would be bad for everyone.

Let's leave these beautiful memories in this moment.

Wang Fenglun's body stiffened instantly, and the joy he had felt upon hearing the other's agreement vanished without a trace.

Is he leaving?

Does he really have to leave?

But Wang Fenglun tried his best to control his expression, "Where to next?"

Wei Wuyan's expression was also somewhat unpleasant, but he forced a smile and said, "Of course I'll continue my journey, doing whatever I please, wherever it takes me."

"Oh, I see." Wang Fenglun was somewhat dazed.

In the end, the two parted on bad terms, each with their own thoughts.

Wang Fenglun didn't sleep all night; she thought about it for a long time and a lot.

Finally, a decision was made.

She didn't want him to leave; she wanted him to stay.

She thought, "Let's take a gamble."

Yancheng at night is indeed very different from the daytime. Perhaps it's because it's nighttime, but everyone seems to be more relaxed, and everyone is laughing and chatting.

Because it is Qixi Festival, the restrictions on men and women are relaxed a bit. Even if young men and women walk together, no one will be so tactless as to point fingers and whisper.

Instead, they all responded with understanding smiles.

Wang Fenglun and Wei Wuyan strolled along the street, watching the people come and go.

But perhaps because of yesterday's conversation, a silent sadness lingered between the two of them.

Wang Fenglun broke the silence first, saying, "Why don't we go to the riverbank? There are lots of people there."

"good."

The river beside the corridor is clear and blue, with bright lanterns hanging high and green willows lining the long embankment.

Looking at this scene, Wei Wuyan felt that he should also let go of those thoughts so as not to waste this beautiful view.

Besides, this is probably the last time they'll ever meet.

Why be filled with sorrow? It's better to cherish this moment so you can look back on it later.

The two strolled upstairs, gazing at the hazy moonlight; everything was unbelievably beautiful.

but……

The only problem was the people. Yes, the people were wrong.

If only he had never married Wang Fengyue.

At this moment, Wei Wuyan couldn't help but think of it.

Looking at the silent Fifth Prince, Wang Fenglun said, "Why don't we go and take a look at that pleasure boat?"

"Okay." Lost in his own thoughts, Wei Wuyan readily agreed, it didn't matter where he went.

His heart is trapped here, unable to leave.

The two boarded the painted boat, which was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. Talented men and beautiful women of all kinds were vying for attention, composing poems and painting, creating a lively scene.

But neither of them had any intention of participating; they weren't in the mood.

But when the group saw the two newcomers, they wanted to invite them to join them and have fun together, since it would be more lively with more people.

Wang Fenglun and his companion had no choice but to join, unable to refuse.

Upon seeing the newcomers, someone immediately said, "We're tired of playing like this all the time. How about we try something new, like a drinking game?"

"Okay, okay," someone immediately agreed.

Wei Wuyan frowned; he didn't want to drink.

Wang Fenglun whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, I'll drink your wine."

Wei Wuyan felt an itch near his ear, and also in his heart.

And so it began, with endless contests of poetry, couplets, word games, and riddles.

Wang Fenglun's achievement of second place is certainly not without merit; these challenges are not difficult for her.

Whether it was because there were genuinely some difficult questions or something else, Wang Fenglun drank a few less cups.

The crowd cheered even louder, surprised that these two who had suddenly appeared on the pleasure boat were actually quite talented.

Later, for some reason, they started pushing and shoving each other again, seemingly to make Wang Fenglun perform a sword dance.

Wang Fenglun would never agree to such a thing; as a civil official, she naturally refused.

Everyone was a little drunk, and once the alcohol took effect, they didn't think much and started pulling and tugging at each other.

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