He remembered that she liked sweets. Feng Guang felt a mix of emotions churning inside her. She didn't understand what these emotions were, so she could only force a smile and say, "Thank you."
Just then, the bustling crowd on the street suddenly split into two groups, standing on either side, leaving the middle of the road empty, and everyone looked in the same direction.
Feng Guang found it strange, so he looked over and saw a path lined with flowers and the air filled with fragrance. On a carved flower sedan chair, a gauze curtain swayed gently, and a woman in white was kneeling on the flower-covered chair.
The woman in white was covered by a veil, and with the veil fluttering in the wind, her face was not visible. However, one could vaguely see a calm and proud air about her, as well as a pure and immaculate temperament, just like a goddess admired by thousands.
When a woman sees another woman, especially a beautiful one, she can't help but secretly compare them to her own; she is no exception.
Feng Guang stared at the girl for a long time, but could only see her through a fog. She asked the vendor selling candied hawthorns next to her, "Boss, who is this girl?"
The man selling candied hawthorns thought to himself, "Judging from her accent, this girl doesn't seem to be from out of town. How come I don't even know who she is?" But since her husband had just bought his candied hawthorns, he patiently explained, "That's Miss Bingqing. She's the top courtesan at Lanyue Tower. This year is the Flower Goddess Festival, and she's playing the role of the Flower Goddess."
"Lan Yue Lou?" Feng Guang's eyes lit up. "Is it that kind of..."
Before she could finish speaking, the vendor, with obvious understanding, chuckled, "It's that kind..."
“That place…” Her words trailed off as she felt a gaze upon her. Feeling guilty, Feng Guang turned her head and saw Baili Mo looking at her with a smile. Her breath instantly weakened.
She clearly understood what he meant.
His eyes spoke volumes: "How would Feng Guang know about a place like that?"
How would she know...? She has amnesia, how could she know?
Feng Guang decided to change the subject, and asked again, "Why was the Flower Goddess played by this pure and elegant girl?"
"Young lady, you may not know this, but the Flower Goddess of the Flower Festival is always chosen to be played by the most beautiful woman. Don't underestimate Bingqing just because she comes from a humble background; her beauty is unmatched by anyone in the capital."
“No one can compare to…” Feng Guang’s eyebrows twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Baili Mo.
Baili Mo smiled, took her hand, and smiled at her. The summer evening breeze was so refreshing that it made one's eyes water.
Feng Guang blushed. Although he couldn't speak, she already understood what he wanted to say.
"No matter how many women there are in the world, none can compare to the glory."
Although she thought she was pretty, she didn't dare to boast that she was the most beautiful. Now that he had said it with such tender eyes, she felt incredibly insecure.
I could only feel that the hand he was holding was burning hot.
At that moment, a situation suddenly arose on the street.
A group of people dressed in black appeared and stopped the bridal sedan chair. The leader was a tall and thin young man who said slowly, "Miss Bingqing, it's been a long time. Our leader misses you very much."
The candied hawthorn vendor asked in surprise, "Why is their 'Bad Guys Alliance' back again?"
"The Bad Guys Alliance?" Feng Guang wondered. The name of this organization was... a bit too straightforward.
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