"Another Dragon Boat Festival has arrived," Li Ang mused as he strolled down the street, observing the various shops on both sides hanging Mugwort and Acorus at their doors, and couldn't help but sigh.
The last time I celebrated the Dragon Boat Festival was in Yizhou. Before I knew it, a whole year had passed. Looking back at my experiences during this time—the initial exam, enrollment, cultivation, the underground palace, Ghost Market, Zhao Ming... It feels like it's been so long since I last relaxed like this, just casually wandering the streets.
"Ma'am, how much for the mugwort leaves?"
He stopped in front of a roadside stall, bought some Marigold and Mugwort, and put them in a cloth bag. Chai Chai and Li Leqing walked side by side behind him. Chai Chai held a soft and sweet walnut date cake in one hand, munching away vigorously, while Li Leqing held a small, delicate osmanthus rice cake in both hands, nibbling like a squirrel.
