C85 Going to the Night Market

The carriage slowly moved through the night market. Qii Yao lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the lit streets. She was deeply immersed in it. A string of red lanterns were hung on the simple and unadorned path. Every household was brightly lit and it was a beautiful sight.

When the carriage passed by the ancient bridge, Qii Yao was instantly shocked