The shop assistant delivered the clothes to the inn on time, only to find that Tang Nian didn't even have a single piece of clothing that would allow her to move around comfortably.
After picking and choosing for a long time, I finally put on the pink dress that I had tried on in the fabric store.
What are you going to do?
Tang Nian carefully opened the door a crack and heard a sound behind her that showed no sign of drowsiness.
Tang Nian smiled awkwardly and turned her head, closing the door tightly behind her: "No, it's nothing."
“Now that the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, we need to weigh the pros and cons even if we go to him.” Lou Mu rarely spoke to Tang Nian in this tone. “If you need to find him, you can ask him to come over.”
He knew that Tang Nian wanted to go find the young prince, but the current situation prevented him from making any rash moves.
He had noticed someone was watching them from the moment they left the fabric shop.
It wasn't until they returned to the inn that the annoying stares subsided.
Of course, he also had his own selfish reasons. He didn't want outsiders to see Tang Nian, who was so stunningly beautiful, and he especially didn't want that annoying devil from the underworld to be alone with her.
Tang Nian stuck out her tongue and sat back down in her chair.
Lou Mu stood up, looked at Tang Nian's long hair which was only tied up with a cloth strip, and found a gold hairpin in front of the bronze mirror: "Sit down, I'll fix your hair."
"You can?" Tang Nian raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't pull your hair out."
Lou Mu untied the cloth strip, and Tang Nian's ink-black long hair hung casually down her chest.
He picked up a wooden comb and gently combed his hair to the end.
Tang Nian's long hair was exceptionally smooth and soft in Lou Mu's hands. He somewhat awkwardly tied Tang Nian's long hair into a high bun.
"How is it?" He led Tang Nian to the bronze mirror.
Tang Nian looked at the woman in the mirror, gently touched the gold hairpin on her head, and said half-jokingly, "Lord Lou is so skilled, he must have styled the hair of many women."
Even though he knew Tang Nian was teasing him, he still answered seriously, "I've only ever styled your hair."
Tang Nian paused for a moment, then looked vaguely through the bronze mirror at Lou Mu's unusually serious eyes, and awkwardly turned her head away.
Lou Mu didn't press too hard, straightened up and looked out the window: "It's getting late, we should set off."
"Wait." Tang Nian grabbed Lou Mu's hand.
"What's wrong?" Lou Mu didn't turn around.
The moment Tang Nian grabbed his hand, he felt the noise outside instantly quiet down, and all he could hear was the pounding of his heart.
"You..." Tang Nian regretted it the moment she grabbed Lou Mu, and stammered, unable to speak. She pretended to be calm and stood up. "Let's go."
After speaking, she quickly walked out of the room, trying her best not to appear as if she were fleeing in panic.
Only Tang Nian herself knew how chaotic her heart was.
Once she stood outside the inn, her emotions had completely calmed down, and she saw Lou Mu slowly walking out.
The restaurant was not far from the Fuyao Opera House, so the two arrived in just a short walk.
At this time, the Fuyao Opera House had not yet opened, but a long queue had already formed outside.
"This Jingning City is comparable to the imperial city." Tang Nian looked at the people dressed in their finest attire on the streets. Her own outfit was perfectly normal among them, even somewhat plain.
"Doesn't the Fuyao Opera House only cater to guests staying at the Yuelai Inn?"
Lou Mu's lips curled slightly as he looked at the woman beside him with her arms crossed: "If we really only receive this many people, even maintaining the opera troupe will be a problem."
Tang Nian looked around but couldn't find the Ye sisters. If she remembered correctly, the candles in the Ye sisters' room had already been extinguished when they came out.
What are you looking at?
"The Ye sisters did not come."
But there were too many people on the street, so the two of them couldn't investigate anything and could only stand quietly in the queue.
Suddenly, another burst of noise erupted.
Tang Nian tiptoed forward and peered out: "The theater is open."
Lou Mu silently shielded Tang Nian's back, worried that she might lose her balance and bump into someone else.
Soon it was the two people's turn. When the servant saw the invitation in Lou Mu's hand, he was already very respectful, so he bowed and scraped even more.
"Distinguished guests, please come upstairs." He quickly beckoned a girl over and asked her to lead the two of them upstairs.
The moment they stepped onto the stairs, the noise seemed to fade away.
The girl led the two to a room facing the stage, gently pushed open the door, and bowed as she stood by the door, saying, "Distinguished guests, please come in."
The private room appeared ordinary at first glance, but meticulous attention to detail made it exceptionally elegant, revealing the wealth of the person behind it all.
Tang Nian laughed and said, "They really went all out to entertain us."
Seeing the girl still standing in front of the door, Lou Mu frowned and said, "You can go down now. I'll call you if I need anything."
Once the door was closed tightly, Lou Mu turned around and saw Tang Nian leaning against the window, looking down at the dense crowd below.
Furthermore, the view from here is exceptionally bright, allowing a clear view of the performance on the stage, making it a truly excellent location.
"Looking at the small theater from the outside, it's amazing how many people can be seated there."
"There might be a formation inside the theater; we mustn't be careless." Lou Mu walked to Tang Nian's side and rested one hand on the windowsill.
He had noticed this problem since the beginning.
A theater that can accommodate all the people queuing up is no ordinary place.
"I just don't know what their purpose is in going to all this trouble to lead us to the theater."
With the sound of a gong, it was announced that the evening's performance was about to begin.
The candles in the stands were blown out, and just then, accompanied by increasingly rapid drumbeats, a figure walked onto the stage, and the opera began.
The actors below began to sing in a melodious and beautiful voice.
Tang Nian originally had no interest in opera.
But for some reason, once the person downstairs started singing, she suddenly seemed to become interested and involuntarily stopped thinking about anything else.
They stared at each other without blinking.
The actor downstairs had a beautiful singing voice, and he fully brought out the love, hate, and passion in the story.
Tang Nian was unconsciously drawn into the whole story.
Even without realizing it, she actually revealed her vertical pupils.
Tang Nian herself discovered nothing.
Lou Mu's purpose was always clear. He didn't care how well the opera was being performed. Instead, he observed his surroundings and the stage and stands below, hoping to find some clues from the people around him.
But when he turned around, he saw Tang Nian leaning against the window, staring intently at the view below.
Her vertical pupils, characteristic of Xiang Liu, were clearly visible, shimmering like glass in the dimly lit room.
Without thinking twice, Lou Mu pulled Tang Nian back.
But Tang Nian was restless and wanted to look out the window.
Lou Mu then followed the gaze.
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