After Becoming the Hero's Ex-fiancée

To the Lantern Market (2)

Zheng Wan inhaled deeply.
“It smells so good.”

Cui Wang put the porcelain bowl on the round table in the warm pavilion and watched Zheng Wan put up a pair of chopsticks and eat like a golden mole. He sat behind the desk and began to read.

In the warm moonlight, the taste of the mortal world made Zheng Wan feel really comfortable. She wiped her lips.
“Ah Wan’s skills are really good.”

Cui Wang glanced at her silently, then turned his head away again and concentrated on his book.

Zheng Wan was domineering by nature, and became unhappy when she saw Cui Wang put his attention on the book. Her eyes darted as she thought, then she walked to his side. “Cui Wang, I heard that there’s a lantern market in Fengwu City tonight. I’ve been here for some time, but I’ve yet to visit the night market. How about taking me to gain some new experiences today?”

Cui Wang raised his eyes to look at her; his eyes were like immovable snow mountains.

“Cui Wang, Cui Wang, Cui Wang, Cui Wang…”
Zheng Wan shook him, and chanted like a little monk reciting a sutra, “Take me there, take me there, I’ll just have a look. It’s not often that I get to wear such pretty clothes, it’ll be a pity to not go out… “

“I usually won’t dare to wear clothes like this when I go out alone…”

“Well, I can take you there.”
Cui Wang closed the book, stood up, and cast a glance over her face. “Wear a face veil.”

“Bah, what a fuddy-duddy.”
Zheng Wan pouted, but still couldn’t resist her desire to go out for a walk. She spread out her hands and said in a justified manner, “I don’t have a face veil.”

Like a magician, Cui Wang took a face veil from his interdimensional pouch. It was even… the same colour as her dress.

The upper edge of the face veil had a row of red carnelian beads which glittered beautifully under the light.

With this, Zheng Wan’s trace of displeasure disappeared immediately.

“This face veil can isolate one’s spiritual consciousness,” said Granny Jin. “Lassie, let him take you to the black market to broaden your horizons.”

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Fengwu City was extremely lively today.

On the night before the first day of each month, there would be a lantern market in Fengwu. The lantern market for mortals was concentrated in one street, while the one for cultivators was spread across the entire western city.

Because of the existence of the Yuqing Sect, Fengwu City’s lantern market has always been full of couples—— however, there were also some who have been forced to accompany their junior or senior sisters.

Fengwu City would select a “King of Lanterns” each month. The one who obtains it would not only get a top-grade beauty pill that can protect his appearance from deteriorating for a hundred years, but also get a jade pass that would allow him to enter the black market.

Only a few had this jade pass. If ordinary cultivators wanted it, they would have to come Fengwu City’s lantern market and win the King of Lanterns.

Therefore, when the veiled Zheng Wan went out with Cui Wang, they encountered an endless stream of people. The usually lofty cultivators were just like mortals, chatting in a lively manner as they wandered under the lanterns shoulder to shoulder.

There were even many more city guards than usual.

Zheng Wan looked around.
“Isn’t anyone afraid of a fire breaking out?”

Whenever there was a lantern festival in the mortal world, the capital guards, imperial guards, and city gate guards were all on high alert, and there would be a large water tank on standby every few dozen metres.

But look at the cultivation world, it seemed like there were no such concerns.

“It won’t.”
Cui Wang didn’t say that no one was afraid, but that it wouldn’t happen. Zheng Wan nodded and said, “Oh”. The lanterns by the road were extremely beautiful, and were marvellous creations that excelled nature.

“Hey, the one who’s accompanying the beauty in front— isn’t that Li Wei Zhenjun?”

“You must be mistaken. Li Wei Zhenjun is in training.”

“No, I remember a fellow disciple saying that Ming Yu Zhenjun and Fu Sheng Zhenjun are looking for our Li Wei ZHenjun. Could it be that they’ve found him?”

“No way. Then, that woman in red i-is… Ming Yu Zhenjun?”

A few exchanged glances. The white-robed cultivator was indeed Little Junior Brother. In this lantern market, he stood out like a crane amidst a flock of birds and could be identified in an instant. However, that red-clad woman beside him was charming and graceful, and exuded a delicate air— it was really different from the tough and stiff Ming Yu Zhenjun.

“C’mon, let’s secretly go have a look.”

“Hey—”
The female disciples of the Guixu Sect were regarded as precious as there were so few of them, and each would always be clustered by a bunch of admirers. Now that her senior and junior brothers had all gone to see the action, she could only stomp their feet and follow suit to see just who is the great one who had captured their sect’s aloof flower.