Together, Zhao Tian and Lan Shuqin made their way through the winding stone paths of the palace gardens and toward the capital.
As they approached the town, the streets were already bustling with laughter and excitement.
The sound of traditional music filled the air, and colorful lanterns hung from every post, casting a warm and festive glow over the cobbled roads.
Stalls lined the streets, selling fragrant street food, trinkets, and handcrafted ornaments.
They strolled through the marketplace, stopping occasionally as Lan Shuqin pointed out various foods and crafts.
As they continued walking, a group of performers took center stage in the town square, preparing for a traditional dance.
The crowd eagerly gathered and cheered as the musicians struck the first notes.
Zhao Tian and Lan Shuqin found a quiet spot near a small bridge and leaned against the wooden railing to watch the dancers.
