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Every year, the beacons in the capital would be very lively, and this year was no exception. He found the most spacious place in the city and built a stage for singing.

Of course, this stage wasn't just used for singing. Before the singing, this stage was naturally used for guessing the riddles. The biggest prize was the biggest and prettiest lamp that this year's lamp-makers had worked together.

Although there wasn't any special meaning behind it, people liked to join in on the fun. Furthermore, festivals like this were meant to be a celebration.

Naturally, everyone was willing to participate. This could also be considered a good day to shine. Who knew how many girls who had yet to leave the pavilion and how many men who had yet to marry were bound by the lantern festival.

Of course, because of the function of the Lamp, the Lighting Tribute was also called the Destiny Grasp. As long as both men and women had their eyes on each other and were of equal status, this marriage would be considered a success.

Originally, the reason the people from the Jiang Family brought Mo Qingyan to the Meeting Lamp was just to watch the show. Mo Qingyan didn't have any other thoughts, but he was just too picky.

In such a short period of time, countless young masters came closer to find out about Mo Qingyan's background.

In this regard, Mo Qingyan could only say that he was already engaged.

This made many people feel very disappointed. However, since the beauty was already here, they could only reluctantly leave.

However, many people were guessing which young master was so lucky.

Later on, there were even people who recognized Mo Qingyan. After all, in terms of Poetry Assemble, Mo Qingyan's performance could be considered quite good.

Therefore, even if many people did not personally meet Mo Qingyan, they still knew of her great name. Of course, everyone was also familiar with the engagement between Mo Qingyan and Ninth Prince.

As a result, many people did not have the guts to go forward and strike up a conversation, which made Mo Qingyan feel a lot more at ease. Mo Qingyan was also relieved, after all, it was not a good thing to be constantly being watched by others.

"Look at the liveliness here, it looks like a light riddle." Because it was time to guess the riddle, lights of various sizes had already been set up on the stage.

There was a riddle on each lamp, and as long as he guessed it, the lamp would belong to the one who guessed it. Because the order of riddles is left to right.

Therefore, there was only a single headlight on the far right. The lamp was inlaid with emerald and pearl tassels. This lamp was very beautiful, especially for girls who were extremely moved by it.

However, this lamp had already been placed at the Tribute Lamp Club for more than five years. He only guessed the riddle because he didn't want to, but he needed to figure it out within the allotted time.

Thus, it had been five years since anyone had managed to obtain the biggest and most gorgeous lantern in the capital. However, because of this reason, people had a very strong obsession with this lamp.

Even to the extent where Mo Qingyan faintly felt that if someone had obtained this lamp, they would definitely be extremely intelligent and talented.

The people around him were all eager to give it a try, but Mo Qingyan wasn't interested. Not far from the stage was Fuman House, Mo Qingyan took a look. I miss the taste of Fuman House's pastry very much in my heart.

Looking at the few people beside him, including his grandmother, aunt and mother, Mo Qingyan felt really boring.

"Grandmother, Yan has not eaten anything from the Fuman House these days."

"I really miss you dearly. Why don't you let aunt and mother accompany you? Yan, how about you take a seat at the Fuman House? " Mo Qingyan was all smiles, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"You really are a glutton. "Now that it's such a great festival, I'll let you have it!" Seeing Mo Qingyan like this, the old lady really liked him a lot.

"All right, Mother. You, don't make fun of our Yan. Otherwise, his face would be as red as a monkey's butt. "

First Madame covered her mouth and laughed, she was obviously talking to the old lady. The ridicule towards Mo Qingyan from his tone could not be concealed.

Mo Qingyan's face flushed red, but First Madame's words helped her resolve the problem. As expected, the madame relented. "You can go and have a taste. Just sit here and wait. "

"In a while, we will also go to the Fuman House to have a taste of what really smells like, to be able to captivate our Yan."

"Yes, thank you so much for letting me pass." Mo Qingyan said with a smile on his face, and then took his two maidservant s and left the place towards the Fuman House.

Only, Mo Qingyan did not expect that there would still be someone waiting for her here. Miss Mo, my master has been waiting for you for a long time. I hope the Miss Mo can give us appreciation. "

Mo Qingyan was startled, who would have thought that once he entered the Fuman House, he would be stopped?

However, looking at the extremely familiar face of Dark Guard, Mo Qingyan still did not say anything.

They just nodded slightly, and the people in front of them understood. She quickly led the way to a private room on the second floor. Dark Guard stopped at the entrance of the private box.

"Miss Mo, Master is inside. Your subordinate won't go in. " The Dark Guard respectfully lowered his head, but Mo Qingyan did not say anything. He nodded slightly before pushing open the door and entering.

Lin Zifeng sat with his back facing her, carrying a lonely and cold temperament. He sat facing the window with a glass in his hand. He poured the wine into his stomach, cup by cup.

Seeing him like this, Mo Qingyan's heart suddenly hurt. She pursed her lips. She really did like this person from Nanning. Thus, they naturally did not wish to see him in such a state.

"Noble Heir!" Mo Qingyan spoke out, bringing Lin Zifeng back to his senses. Actually, Lin Zifeng had already noticed it when she pushed open the door and entered the room.

It was just that Lin Zifeng had been waiting for Mo Qingyan to call him, and now that he heard his name, his heart ached slightly. He couldn't help but smile.

"Yan, you're here?" Mo Qingyan was still not used to being addressed so intimately.

Since the last time Lin Zifeng saved her from that villa, he had always addressed her as Mo Qingyan in such a intimate manner.

Mo Qingyan actually liked him calling her this way very much. It was clearly an ordinary name, and there were even many people who had called her that before.

However, Mo Qingyan felt that it was different when he called out this name. Hearing Lin Zifeng's voice, Mo Qingyan's heart started beating really fast.

"Yan, now you have a secret meeting with me." Lin Zifeng could tell that Mo Qingyan was having complicated feelings. He stepped forward and closed the distance between him and Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan was stunned for a moment. Realizing that Lin Zifeng had said something else, his face quickly flushed red.