Jiang Yu promptly pulled her aside.
The child ran away close to her cloak, and only then did her tense heart slowly relax.
She moved her hand, only to find that it was being held tightly by the person next to her without her noticing.
Jiang Yu's palms were slightly sweaty, but his voice was very steady: "There are too many people here, let me hold your hand and walk with you."
A blush appeared on Wei Wei's face, but she was not yet blinded by his good looks.
This is Loucheng; you never know when you might run into someone you know.
Before she could voice her concerns, Jiang Yu had already taken off his mask and gently put it on her.
"Don't move, I'll tie it for you," he said.
"Let's continue to meet behind masks and avoid creating any more pressure, okay?"
Wei Wei moved her lips slightly, but ultimately said nothing.
Jiang Yu's mask was a bit too big, and it hung loosely on her face.
She had some concerns: "Isn't this what I wear when I'm on a mission? Will there be any problems?"
Jiang Yu laughed: "This mask isn't anything special; I just saw it being sold at a stall."
His words are not false.
He wore it only to see her.
I have never used this mask on a mission.
As the head of Su Shou Tang, he only needs to give orders.
Wei Wei was slightly relieved.
The two walked forward hand in hand.
Finally, we arrived near the place Jiang Yu had mentioned, the place where iron flowers were made.
A large crowd had already gathered around, and under the flower shed in the middle, several burly men were putting on a great show.
They were seen wearing gourd ladles on their heads, bare-chested, and carrying flower sticks made of willow branches filled with molten iron, running quickly under the flower shed.
Suddenly, they struck the lower rod with force, sending molten iron soaring into the sky. Sparks flew everywhere, creating a spectacular display of molten iron, like a grand floral feast.
It was incredibly dazzling and unforgettable.
This is what iron flower making is all about.
She had heard of it before, but had never seen it.
"They came from the capital."
Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Jiang Yu whispered in her ear.
"I heard that they performed as they traveled, and they just happened to arrive in Loucheng today."
Wei Wei's ears were a little itchy and slowly turned pink.
People around gasped in amazement as the iron flowers bloomed once again. Wei Wei subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Yu. The iron flowers made his face look like a celestial being descended to earth, yet he only stopped for her.
Wei Wei knew that at this moment her heart was filled with joy, and she wished she could stay in this moment forever.
However, there are still many things in reality that make her worry and think, and she cannot be as innocent and willful as she was in her previous life.
Is it pretty?
Jiang Yu also turned to look at her.
The tenderness in her eyes could not be hidden.
Wei Wei nodded, noting that not only was the iron flower performance beautiful, but the performer herself was also beautiful.
Jiang Yu was clearly very pleased with his answer.
He was about to say something when he heard a voice: "Young Master Wang".
Her voice was like that of a nightingale, making people turn to look at her.
The newcomer was dressed in a green dress and was quite petite and beautiful.
Behind her was a maid in yellow, who was looking at Wei Wei with a wary expression.
Who is this?
Although the woman had a smile on her face, the smile did not reach her eyes. Looking at their clasped hands, there was a hurt look in her eyes.
Jiang Yu was instantly overwhelmed.
This delicate, frail woman, who looked as if she was about to cry, was none other than Fu Hua, a girl who could play the pipa exceptionally well.
If Wei Wei misunderstands what I'm doing now, what should I do?
Wei Wei was also looking at Fu Hua.
She walks with a swaying gait, her waist seemingly boneless.
Only women from brothels would act like that.
Wei Wei felt a tightness in her chest; it seemed she hadn't been wrong.
With someone like Young Master Wang, how can one expect him to be completely innocent?
She moved her hand slightly, trying to break free from Jiang Yu's grasp.
Jiang Yu had some sweat on his forehead, though he didn't show it on his face, he was very helpless inside.
Should we blame Fuhua?
But she clearly didn't say anything!
Isn't that strange?
But she deliberately created a misunderstanding!
It was so rare that Wei Wei and I were able to watch the iron flower performance together peacefully.
He wouldn't let the misunderstanding end like this.
He applied some force with his palm, and no matter how much the little hand struggled, it could not escape his grasp.
With a slight smile, Jiang Yu brought his knife down on Fu Hua's head: "Miss Fu Hua, you seem to have plenty of free time. Perhaps Young Master Liu Que De doesn't have time to keep you company?"
"I wonder how Young Master Liu is doing lately? Has he been implicated in Prefect Liu's affair?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Hua's face immediately turned pale.
She looked around in a panic, a forced smile on her face: "Young Master Liu... I am just an ordinary acquaintance with him... I didn't know anything about him."
"I suddenly feel a little dizzy, so I'll head back now."
Having said that, he turned and left the crowd with his maid.
Seeing that the person had disappeared and the hand in his hand had stopped struggling, Jiang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He explained in a low voice, "There's nothing between her and me."
Wei Wei's earlobes seemed even redder.
Her head drooped down a little more, clearly indicating that she wasn't going to answer him.
At this moment, she was in a state of great inner turmoil.
I know I can't continue like this.
So she tugged at his hand and said, "Let's find a place to sit down and talk."
Jiang Yu tightened his grip and nodded in agreement.
Once they were away from the crowd, the two of them quieted down.
Jiang Yu stubbornly held her hand, but in reality, Wei Wei led him away.
It's so lively tonight, there are people everywhere.
After searching for a while, I finally found no one standing under a big tree not far away.
The two of them walked in that direction.
Once we arrived at our destination, the excitement subsided somewhat.
Wei Wei moved her hand and glanced at him again.
They were quite cooperative and obediently let go.
She sighed and patted the stone bench under the tree: "Sit down and rest for a while?"
Although it was a question, her body language betrayed her by sitting down.
Jiang Yu then sat down next to her.
Wei Wei turned to look at him: "No matter what, thank you so much for bringing me to this night market today."
"I love so much."
It's hard to say how many years it's been.
She never went out at night again.
Even getting out of bed has become extremely difficult.
Jiang Yu's voice was still hoarse: "If you like, you can go out more often in the future."
Wei Wei shook her head: "No."
She said, "While this is good, it can also easily lead to complacency and unrealistic fantasies."
"At least for now, I don't want to deviate from my existing schedule."
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