"Xiaoqiu, let's go to the night market tonight!"
One day, Dongfang Lin suddenly suggested.
Dongfang Lin also absorbed the atmosphere from Ye Guo in time.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, the imperial capital becomes a city that never sleeps, brightly lit and bustling.
But Shuchuan has been there for three or four years, and if he has nothing to do, he will go to enjoy the moon with Dongfang Lin, eat some special snacks, or just secretly play in Situ's mansion, night market and so on, Xia Qiu has not known how many times he has gone there.
In ancient times without modern technology, every night, it was really a long night. Since some people went out to play, Xia Qiu naturally would not refuse.
So she followed Dongfang Lin happily, and slipped out of the palace in the evening.
The night market is still very lively.
I am used to being deserted in the palace, so Xia Qiu naturally likes this lively occasion very much.
Seeing her enthusiastically walking around the various stalls, Dongfang Lin smiled, and her slightly deep eyes suddenly turned back to the direction of the palace.
The towering imperial palace could not be seen in the bustling night market, but Dongfang Lin knew that tonight, for Dongfang Ye, was destined to be different from the past.
"Brother Rin, look, this!"
Coming over to hold Dongfang Lin's hand, Xia Qiu excitedly brought Dongfang Lin into the crowd of onlookers.
The onlookers seem to be jugglers, and they don't look like people from Linguo by looking at their clothes.
Dongfang Lin looked at the shining expression in Xia Qiu's eyes, and then looked intently at the jugglers. On the open space, surrounded by a few jugglers was a bright silver thing.
"Come on! Take a walk and take a look. Ye Guo's priceless treasure is worth a thousand taels of gold!"
The people around were talking about it, some said that when they went to see it just now, it was like seeing a ghost inside, and there was a person staring at him with a pale face, who looked just like him.
Some said there was an ugly woman whose face was smeared like a white wall. When she saw it, she was shocked and felt her soul was sucked away.
Xia Qiu heard it funny, and immediately pulled Dongfang Lin's hand.
"Brother Lin, it sounds like fun, let's go and play too?"
Dongfang Lin looked carefully at the walkers who were juggling, and his eyes stayed on a walker who was dressed as a man and had a mustache on his lips. His eyes moved slightly, but he answered Xia Qiu again.
"Let's come!" Xia Qiu yelled crisply, and walked through the crowd holding Dongfang Lin.
"Hehe, young master and young lady are truly a match made in heaven! This way, please!" The lively walker said to them with a hoarse voice, but smiled.
Approaching, seeing the walker with a mustache on his lips, Xia Qiu caught sight of his delicate and slender hands, and then looked at his face.
As expected, Bai Hua was the only one who could make a mirror in this ancient times.
But, I don't know why Bai Hua brought the mirror to the Linguo Night Market, and what's his intentions
"Master, what is your thing called? What's its use?" Xia Qiu looked at Bai Hua deliberately pretending to be very curious.
"Miss Hui, this is called a mirror! It can reflect Miss's beautiful face." Bai Hua said with a smile but proudly, his eyes fell on Xia Qiu's face, but moved again, "As beautiful as Miss The people of Qingcheng must be more beautiful among these rare treasures!"
Bai Hua had noticed it since Dongfang Lin and Xia Qiu appeared in the crowd.
The reason why she sold the mirror she had worked so hard to sell today was to attract the attention of Dongfang Lin and Situ Xiaqiu at the night market.