The imperial capital.
With the Lantern Festival approaching, the streets gradually became lively. There were lanterns and streamers everywhere, and many vendors seized the opportunity to launch a variety of exciting activities.
The people poured out into the streets, their faces brimming with festive joy.
When Wanyan Luosang walked out of the coaching inn with her entourage, she was wonderstruck by the hustle and bustle before her eyes.
Having lived in Danjue since she was a child, she had never seen such a buzzing scene before.
The pedestrians were all dressed in brand new clothes, their faces beaming joyfully.
She sighed to herself. No matter how powerful Danjue was, it could never compare with Great Shang.
Great Shang's prosperity and vibrance could never be found in Danjue.
"It's so lively, Your Highness! Why do all of them look so happy?" her personal maidservant exclaimed in Danjue language.
