The palace is alright, but it's not bad as a museum.
Living there is out of the question; it's not suitable.
The night market gradually became more crowded.
There were guests at the palace banquet, palace servants from the harem, and masters from various palaces.
Today's guests are all important figures, so Cheng Tingrui led He Youyou to the side to avoid offending them.
He looked at He Youyou under the lamp, curiously looking around, her eyes sparkling with life, so vibrant and bright.
I feel very satisfied.
He pointed in a direction and said to her, "Youyou, it's lively over there, let's go over there."
Cheng Tingrui forgot that he himself was not a person who enjoyed crowds.
"OK."
But He Youyou loves excitement.
She ran towards the bustling crowd, her shawl and ribbons fluttering like a fairy, exceptionally graceful.
"Run slower."
Cheng Tingrui quickly chased after him.
They hadn't gone far when they were suddenly stopped.
"Young Master Cheng?!"
It was a woman's voice, a mixture of joy and restraint.
Cheng Tingrui looked closely and saw a woman in palace attire appear before him with her maids and servants.
He looked up at He Youyou's departing figure and said helplessly, "Miss, I'm sorry, I have other matters to attend to."
But the person in front of him had no intention of letting him go.
“Young Master Cheng, I am Qu Pingting, the granddaughter of Minister Qu of the Ministry of Personnel. Do you remember me? Last time, I was deeply grateful to you for giving me clothes to help me out of a predicament. Today, on my way to the palace, I unexpectedly ran into you again. What a coincidence…”
Miss Qu's voice grew softer and softer, tinged with a touch of shyness.
Cheng Tingrui was getting impatient.
He Youyou had disappeared from his sight.
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