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The carriage window opened its curtain, revealing the outside view.
Strings of lanterns lit up the street.
The street was bustling with people, even more lively than during the day.
Passersby looked at the carriage, casting curious or admiring glances.
With so many guards and attendants in attendance, plus the luxurious carriage and fine horses, it was clear the person inside was of high standing.
Though there were many dignitaries in Yujing, not many displayed such pomp. Clearly, this was a prestigious figure among the prestigious.
Chu Zhiyuan didn't want to attract too much attention.
But since it was his first time accompanying his fiancée before marriage, he couldn't afford to be too inconspicuous. A sufficient show of pomp and decorum was a form of respect.
Once they became more familiar, they could dress down and travel more simply.
The light from outside shone through the window.
As the carriage moved, the light inside fluctuated between bright and dim.
