As Qiu Dayu spoke, he gave Song Jiao a bright smile.
"Sending lanterns during the Lantern Festival is not just about romantic love. Lanterns can not only ward off evil spirits and bring blessings, but also symbolize a wish for light."
Song Jiao, you shouldn't always look so gloomy. You should have let go of the past and embraced the light long ago.
"The magistrate is the Lord of Baiyang; the lantern he sent will surely ensure your lifelong peace and happiness."
Song Jiao was forced to accept the lantern, forcing a smile. "In that case, Song Jiao thanks you, sir."
Tang Yi's mood improved as a result.
Qiu Dayu looked at Song Jiao with satisfaction.
"That's more like it."
"Lord Tang, the person who delivered the lantern just said that this glass lantern is quite valuable, worth at least a hundred taels of silver. Lord Tang, this money..."
Tang Yi suddenly staggered, lost his balance, and climbed onto Song Jiao's shoulder. He then gritted his teeth and looked at Qiu Dayu.
"Qiu...Da...Yu!"
Qiu Dayu: "Uh... Lord Tang, could it be that I've underestimated the price? How about you name a price, two hundred taels?"
He really is a businessman!
In his heart, Tang Yi deeply despised Qiu Dayu.
"My lord, although these lanterns originally belonged to you, as the county magistrate, you cannot set an example by breaking the rules of the lantern riddles."
Think about it, if you were to take my lantern now and give it away, its value would be greatly reduced.
But if you buy the lantern from me, it will belong entirely to you.
"If you then give it to her, wouldn't that better demonstrate your deep affection for Miss Song Jiao?"
Tang Yi: "..." What he said seems to make some sense.
To put it bluntly, he's a shrewd businessman.
The previous two hundred taels severed his relationship with Jiang Liu, but the current two hundred taels have given this glass lantern a new meaning.
This benefited Qiu Dayu, which made him quite unhappy.
"I will personally deliver it to you tomorrow."
"Very good." Qiu Dayu nodded in satisfaction. Turning his gaze, he saw Zhao Yuanyuan pouting and looking at him not far away.
"Yuanyuan..." he shouted to Zhao Yuanyuan, then turned to Tang Yi and said, "Lord Tang, I'll be waiting for you at Xingyue Tower tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
"Stop! Did I say you could leave?!" Tang Yi shouted for a long time but couldn't stop Qiu Dayu. He turned to Song Jiao and said, "Jiaojiao, let's go."
It's good that they're gone; they're no longer an eyesore.
Song Jiao stared at the departing figure for a long time before finally raising her eyes to look at Tang Yi, "Lord Tang, what exactly do you like about Song Jiao?"
Tang Yi was afraid that Song Jiao would say she was leaving, so he lowered his eyes and remained silent.
The scars on Song Jiao's face are the greatest pain of her life.
Everyone loves beauty. A beautiful appearance, even if not to please others, can still bring joy to oneself.
She didn't want anyone to see or know.
She was afraid of the disdainful looks from others, and even more afraid of losing her job at Xingyue Tower.
"If you like my appearance..."
"Jiaojiao!" Tang Yi interrupted Song Jiao.
No, I love everything about you.
Your looks, your talent, your skills, your scent, your…body, all of them fascinate me.
As he finished speaking, he could no longer control the intense desire surging within him.
He reached out and hugged Song Jiao tightly.
He had wanted to do this for a long time.
As the magistrate of Baiyang County, he usually had to be mindful of his status when he was at Xingyue Tower.
But now, in this bustling night market, he doesn't care so much.
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