Chapter 132 The Festive Lantern Show

At dusk, the aroma of chrysanthemum grew thicker, which reminded Yun Canglan of Yang Gezhi, a man like the chrysanthemum.

Reclining on a soft chair, Yun Canglan ate some snacks. Not far off, more than thirty handsome men who had enjoyed wealth and honor rolled up their sleeves and lifted up their robes to tirelessly clean the mess they made of the Beauty House. Some were covered in sweat, which satisfied Yun Canglan.

This feeling was good. It gave Yun Canglan a sense of achievement.

"Miss Liuying." Uncle Yu called out as he rushed over her.

Yun Canglan sat up straight, looking at the fat Uncle Yu.

"Miss Liuying, Prince Ning sent an invitation to you to attend his birthday banquet at the Yuhua Restaurant tomorrow." Uncle Yu was panting as he relayed his message.

"Oh?" Yun Canglan raised her eyebrows, looking at Yun Qin and Yun Qi playfully.

As far as she knew, Yu Liuying was boy crazy, so all the men in the Ling Kingdom avoided her like the plague. Surprisingly, Prince Ning invited her to attend his birthday banquet. He must be up to something.

"Yun Qin, what's the Yuhua Restaurant? If I remember correctly, it doesn't belong to the Fengyun Firm, right?"

"Gifted scholars from Ling City often gather at the Yuhua Restaurant. It's sort of like the Fengyun Restaurant in Can City. Gifted scholars and beautiful ladies often recite poetry there. It's said that there is a rule in the Yuhua Restaurant. The rich sit on the first floor, the talented the second floor, the nobles the third floor, and the most wealthy and talented occupy the fourth floor. Pitifully, no one has ever gone up to the fourth floor."

Yun Qin whispered to Yun Canglan, "Yun Yu said that the Yuhua Restaurant belongs to the Shuihuang Firm."

What Yun Qin said interested Yun Canglan, "The Shuihuang Firm? It must be riveting."

The old Uncle Yu was still waiting. He was sure Yu Liuying must attend the banquet because Prince Ning was a handsome man. Sure enough, Yun Canglan said, "Uncle Yu, tell Pr

he street.

"Mistress, look over there."

"There is a poetry contest."

Yun Canglan looked in the direction Yun Qi pointed. There were a lot of people, and they were looking up at the small temporary stage. It was not the poetry contest that attracted them, but the men standing on the stage.

Yang Gezhi?

Yun Canglan frowned, thinking, 'Good, here he is.'

Yang Gezhi was on the stage talking about something, facing Yun Canglan. With the light of the lanterns, Yun Canglan saw him at a glance, but he didn't see Yun Canglan in the crowd.

Yang Gezhi was dressed in white tonight. Standing in the middle of lanterns, he looked like a fairy. He wore his signature smile, which warmed late autumn.

Yang had an elegance, dignity and gentle smile which conquered the world.

There was another man on the stage, who was just as impressive. His back was to Yun Canglan, so Yun couldn't see his face. However, given his upright stance, broad back, cold temperament and raising head, he must be an unparalleled man of great brilliance. He stood opposite Yang Gezhi, but he wasn't overshadowed by Yang.

"Mistress, let's join in the fun. It looks interesting."

"Okay." Yun Canglan answered. Her heart raced as she stared at the back of the man on the stage.

None of them realized, they would suffer bitterly from this day on.