The next day.
After breakfast, Chu Li immediately left the palace and went to the villa on the outskirts of the city, asking Qin Muyu to take precautions. The Fang family and the Seventh Prince would certainly not give up, so they had to prevent any disaster from happening.
Qin Muyu had already been alert since the fire broke out in the general's mansion.
But, in the next few days, everything was peaceful.
There was no movement from the Seventh Prince, nor from the Regent. Chu Li was half suspicious and half speculative. Before he could figure out what was going on, he received a report from the Wen family's servants:
"Your servant greets His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."
"Ninth Prince, on the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow night, my lady invites you to parade along the streets to admire the moon and lanterns."
Chu Li agreed.
On the annual Mid-Autumn Festival night, the moon is full and families reunite.
That night.
A bright full moon hung in the sky, illuminating the earth, reflecting the prosperous and bustling scene of the capital. The streets and alleys were crowded with people, and the people were celebrating the festival in a crowded and lively manner. The voices were noisy:
"Selling flowers!"
“Selling lights!”
“Selling lanterns!”
Each stall was crowded with people, some shouting, some chatting, some guessing riddles, some playing... there were countless of them.
The teahouse is located on a high ground. Looking down from the private room on the fourth floor, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of the entire street.
Xiao Yexing drank tea leisurely, "Your injury has healed well. The scar is almost invisible."
Bai Jinyi was lying by the window eating melon seeds:
"Do you really think that the reputation of my disciple from Divine Doctor Valley is just a piece of paper?"
Chu Dichi drank his tea late, feeling lazy and not wanting to move.
Bai Jinyi looked at the people walking on the street and suddenly widened his eyes: "Isn't that the Ninth Prince?"
Chu Di looked up slowly.
"Oh, I read it wrong. Xiao Yexing, he's your eldest nephew."
"My eldest nephew?"
Xiao Yexing stood up and walked over to take a look.
Bai Jinyi pointed, "There."
It really was Qin Muyu, with Qin Muchue beside him. The brother and sister had slender postures and excellent looks in the crowd. Even in the crowded street, they stood out from the crowd.
"Brother, let's buy a mask. This little rabbit is so cute. Brother Ali will definitely like it."
Qin Muyu said:
"She only likes cumin and spicy rabbit."
"?"
Not romantic.
Qin Muxue took out her purse and said, "I won't listen to you. This rabbit mask is very beautiful. I will bring one for Brother Ali and buy some mooncakes."
At this time, on another crowded street, Chu Li was strolling with Wen Zhixi and Wen Ya.
"It's so lively!"
Wen Ya looked everywhere and was almost overwhelmed.
Wen Zhixi was holding a lotus lantern in her hand and passed by a stall selling lantern riddles. She went up to join in the fun with great interest.
The two little girls were running and jumping, holding up their skirts.
In fact, Chu Li also wanted to run and jump.
As a prince, she had to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet every year and had never felt the atmosphere of the common people.
However, in front of the two little girls, as a man and a cousin, she had to behave in a steady manner, follow behind them, carry lanterns for them, buy things for them, and pay for them.
She suddenly felt that being a boy was tiring.
"Cousin, look at that mooncake, it's made of fresh flowers, so beautiful!"
"Cousin, there's a ring toss game over there!"
"Cousin..."
Chu Li held something in both of his hands. "Here I come, here I come."
"Cousin, look at this lantern riddle. It's so beautiful. Let's go and guess the riddle and get another one!"
"But you have all guessed 17 riddles..."
"Cousin~"
"Okay, go, go."
Chu Li held four lanterns in his hands, three lanterns on his belt, four lanterns under his armpits, and six lanterns around his neck. He looked like a feather duster.
The lanterns on this stall are very delicately made, with patterns of animals, flowers, and food. They are very interesting. The way to play is a fresh poetry competition, and the winner of the poetry competition can get corresponding prizes.
Wen Zhixi and Wen Ya happily came in and took part in the poetry game with joy.
Chu Li watched from the side.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, many lovers invite each other to travel together and express their love to each other, and many young girls give each other gifts to express their love.
She took a look and suddenly realized that in all these years, she had never received any admiration or favor from any girl.
Doesn't she have any charm?
Is there no girl in the imperial capital who likes the gentle, considerate, handsome and wealthy Ninth Prince?
She thought so in her heart and said so out loud. Several girls who were invited to play with her answered her:
"Ninth Prince?"
"He's too young, and I heard he's a homosexual. Who would like him?"
"Yes, at his age, if he were gay, he would probably be the one below."
"I'm telling you, during the last autumn hunt, I saw the Ninth Prince from afar in the royal procession. He was so handsome. If I married him, I'd be afraid that he would be a gigolo."
"that is."
"?"
Chu Li's face suddenly turned like an angry Tom cat, visibly red with anger.
Is this the reputation she has outside?
Where did she get cut off?
Who spread the rumors!
"Cousin~"
"Coming." Chu Li put it away immediately and leaned over.
Wen Ya held her arm and said in a soft voice, "Cousin, I really like that lion mask, but I really can't think of any poems about Mid-Autumn Festival."
Across from him, a young man raised his voice:
"Don't worry, cousin Jiaojiao, if you like this lion mask, I will definitely win it for you."
Ordinary masks are of cute animals such as rabbits, tigers, and foxes, but this lion-like mask has a dark face, covered with hair, and has thick, majestic eyebrows. At first glance, it looks like a majestic lion and is very conspicuous.
Chu Li said: "Isn't it a poem about Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Just pick up something and it’s an article.
The young man was unwilling to fall behind and followed the previous article.
Chu Li chanted another verse.
The two fought back and forth for five rounds. The crowd of onlookers gradually increased, and some even applauded and cheered loudly.
The two men started fighting.
After three more rounds, the young man began to sweat and his speed gradually slowed down. Chu Li raised his voice again:
"Recalling the osmanthus bushes on Mid-Autumn Festival, the flowers are in the cup, the moon is in the cup; the whole room is filled with only red candles, the cups are calm, the songs are calm."
"good!"
"Great poem!"
"Sir, it's your turn."
The young man was sweating profusely. He racked his brains for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything. He gave up in frustration.
The boss laughed, took off the big lion head mask and handed it to Wen Ya.
"My cousin is awesome!"
"This young man is very handsome and eloquent. He is really amazing."
"That's amazing!"
There was constant applause and praise all around.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows slightly.
Suddenly I feel that being a man is pretty good. The feeling of exuding charm and being supported and admired by a group of girls is really great.
Hahaha!
"My reputation as the current ninth prince is not just empty talk!"
"Young Master is amazing... Move away, let's go."
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