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Qin Sang straightened her hat and thanked them, then became interested in the other small hairpins on the stall, picking and choosing to try them one by one.
"How is it? Does it look good?" She picked up a silver hairpin inlaid with emeralds and tried it on in her hair. She then lifted the veil and asked Xie Sui'an. Xie Sui'an had seen countless precious gold and jade hairpins in the capital, but for some reason, she felt that the one on her head at this moment was particularly beautiful. So she nodded involuntarily: "It looks good. Do you want to buy it? I'll give it to you."
After saying "I'm giving this to you," Xie Sui'an suddenly felt his face flush.
He had casually given away many things to others, far more valuable than this silver hairpin, and never felt anything was wrong with it. But never before had he felt such an itch in his heart and such a loss for what to do.
"I'm giving this to you"—what a solemn promise, it gives the illusion of entrusting something to someone.
He expected her to say yes, but he thought she would roll her eyes and refuse, saying, "Why should I need you to deliver it when I can buy it myself?"
This brief moment felt almost unbearable.
Qin Sang smiled brightly: "Okay, since you have more money, I won't refuse. Pay up!"
After saying that, she lowered the curtain, leaving only a blurry smiling face as she turned her head away with a carefree air.
Xie Sui'an was still in a daze when the young stall owner smiled and said, "Young master, you are very lucky. The young lady is really beautiful."
"..." Jinyun glared and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? That...this...you, what nonsense are you talking about! What wife...this is not my wife..."
The stall owner looked stunned for a moment, then realized what he had said and said with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, sir, please forgive me, I misspoke, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
Xie Sui'an took out a delicate silver ingot, threw it on the stall, and walked away with a faint smile without saying a word.
Jinyun's mouth gaped open: "...It's over, I'm not going to live."
The group strolled around casually for a while when suddenly they heard a gong sound ahead, and someone shouted in a loud voice, "The annual Flower Queen election at Cuiyun Tower is about to begin!!"
Like water being poured into a frying pan, the crowd instantly erupted in excitement, with everyone shouting and crowding in groups of three or five towards Cuiyun Tower.
The group followed the crowd and headed towards Cuiyun Tower. When they arrived at the entrance, they found that they had to buy tickets to enter, and the good seats were already sold out. All that was available today were standing tickets for those who could enter and watch the show.
Even so, the line at the entrance quickly grew very long.
The pimp shouted at the door, "Three hundred coins a person! Three hundred coins a person! Don't push, take your time!"
Some people started to gasp and complain: "Three hundred yuan? Is it really that expensive? It's just a standing ticket, yet it costs so much!"
Another person sighed, "Hey, three hundred coins isn't expensive. A seat ticket that went on pre-sale a few days ago would have cost a whole string of cash!"
"What kind of fairy is so valuable? Forget it, I'm not going to look anymore. I heard that Yao Sisi is selected as the top courtesan every day. I don't think there's anyone outstanding who can compete with her this year. Oh well, let's wait two more years. When Miss Sisi is old and faded, then there will be something new to see."
Qin Sang queued up very enthusiastically, afraid that she wouldn't be able to buy a ticket and get in. Seeing Xie Sui'an walking too reservedly in the crowd, she couldn't help but pull him forward.
"There are four of us, so four tickets!" Qin Sang confidently pulled out a small piece of silver. "Is that enough?"
The pimp weighed the item in his hand and said, "Go in. Four from Section A!"
Guided by a young maid, the four entered the already bustling Cuiyun Tower. What a magnificent Cuiyun Tower! Adorned with brocade curtains and flowing robes, its rosy cheeks and delicate makeup were captivating; melodious music echoed through its crystal palace. Inside, fragrant robes and cloud-like hair adorned the figures, their faces flushed with rouge and powder; golden goblets held the aroma of fine wine—a truly opulent and joyous place.
Because the seats at the front had already been reserved, they could only stand in the crowd at the back. However, because of their generous spending, their position had a pretty good view, allowing them to see the stage clearly.
Qin Sang had never been to such a bustling place since descending to the mortal realm. At this moment, she was in high spirits, looking around. Seeing that the seats in front were not yet full, she looked up and saw that the second-floor railing had been divided into small cubicles, each with white gauze curtains hanging down. The wind blew the curtains, and she could occasionally glimpse the soft cushions inside. She guessed that these were the private rooms reserved by wealthy families.
She looked around before turning her gaze back to Xie Sui'an, who was calmly fanning himself, seemingly unmoved by what she was seeing, and even a little displeased. She thought to herself, "This person must be used to these kinds of occasions. He's probably a regular at the private room on the second floor. Now he's squeezed in the crowd and can't even get a cup of tea. Of course he's unhappy."
She then beckoned to a young maid and said, "Go ask your manager if there are any private rooms left."
The young girl looked up at them, responded, and left. She returned shortly afterward and said, "Aunt Zhang said there are no private rooms available, but two seats on the first floor are empty because the guests couldn't come. If you're willing, it'll cost you 800 coins per person."
Qin Sang thought for a moment, then took out a silver ingot from her small cloth bag that was larger than the one before: "Is this enough?"
The young girl took the money and led the person inside.
Xie Sui'an waved his fan vigorously, looking at Qin Sang and then at Jinyun. Jinyun didn't understand her young master's meaning, but she was overjoyed to find that Miss Sang Sang was so rich that she was willing to pay for her young master's bill. It was truly rare and wonderful.
Young Master Xie rarely received invitations from women, and he felt quite embarrassed. He was sullenly seated, but he did eventually get to drink hot tea and eat some snacks. Qin Sang took a piece of mung bean cake to taste, and frowned, saying, "Hmm, not as good as mine."
Xie Sui'an asked, "You can also make mung bean cakes?"
Qin Sang said, "That's easy. I'll make it for you when we get back to Li County."
Xie Suian's heart felt like it had been scratched by a kitten's paw, and all the unpleasantness from before disappeared. He said, "Okay, keep your word, don't make up all sorts of excuses to delay later."
"When have I ever made excuses for you?" Qin Sang opened her big, bright eyes and looked innocently at Xie Sui'an, making Xie Sui'an's expression falter. He really couldn't remember when she had ever made excuses for him. She always took the initiative to kidnap, beat, and sue people.
"That's because you think I'm useful, that's why you're so eager to flatter me!" Young Master Xie blurted out, but immediately regretted it, afraid that his bluntness would offend this young woman. What if she really refused to flatter him anymore? So he immediately tried to find something to make up for it, but Qin Sang didn't care at all. She held out the peeled walnuts in her hand and said ingratiatingly, "Isn't it because you, Young Master Lu, are handsome and kind-hearted, and you have a skilled guard protecting you? You certainly wouldn't abandon a weak woman like me, right? I said I'd make cakes for you when we get back, and I definitely will! I promise I'll keep my word!"
Qin Sang's voice was naturally soft and sweet, and when she tried to please someone, it became even deeper and softer, like spring water flowing through one's heart, soothing and comforting.
Young Master Xie immediately felt as if his entire body was about to melt away like ice and snow. What could he say? He could only pat her head and say, "That's more like it."
The crowd grew larger, but the real commotion didn't begin when dancers appeared on the stands. Instead, a curtain was suddenly lifted in a private room on the second floor, revealing a handsome and dashing young man.
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