"At that time, there will be singing, dancing, acrobatics, and street performances. There will also be scholars and literati who will climb towers to compose poems." Han Wenzheng, who grew up in Jizhou City, described the lively scene of the Lantern Festival to He Youyou.
"Fun?" He Youyou asked with a smile.
"It's so much fun! It's so much fun!" Han Wenzheng's eyes sparkled.
"If that's the case, then let's go."
He Youyou called over Butler Qian: "Old Qian, send someone to Jizhou to reserve a few guest rooms. We're going to stay there for three days."
Butler Qian asked, "How many people are going?"
"Ali will go with me."
"……yes."
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, He Youyou and Ali dressed up in their best clothes.
He Youyou wore a graceful ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and a fox fur coat.
Considering this is a grand celebration, although as a widow she cannot dress up, going bare-faced would be quite out of place.
So she applied a light layer of makeup.
She applied a thin layer of foundation, lightly swept a layer of shadow on her eyebrows and eyes, and lightly applied a grapefruit pink lip gloss to her lips.
Her makeup appeared light, which accentuated her delicate and beautiful features.
She and Han Wenzheng left the Han family's gate, only to see that familiar luxurious carriage parked quietly there, as if waiting for them.
Butler Qian whispered to her, "Madam, Young Master Zhao also wants to see the lanterns. I think, why don't you ride together?"
He Youyou turned to Han Wenzheng: "Ali, you ride in Young Master Zhao's carriage."
"yes."
Then she said to the housekeeper, "Prepare another car for me. I want to travel alone."
Housekeeper Qian: ...Mistress, there's no need, really no need.
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