"For the most beautiful woman in the nine realms,"
Madam Li gasped in surprise, instinctively catching the beautiful flowers, but she quickly hardened her glare behind the veil and continued walking without a word, clutching the bouquet like a shield.
"Not enough?" Gu Fan saw it and laughed out loud, "I can keep going."
And the next moment he was already standing in front of a nearby street musician playing a traditional stringed instrument, tossed a gold ring into the man's lap, and commanded, "Play something romantic. Fast. And do not stop until I say so."
The musician, suddenly wealthier than he had been all month, launched into a bright, sweeping melody.
Madam Li had barely taken ten steps down the street, when the sweet music began to play right beside them, matching her rapid footsteps.
She bit her lower lip, desperately trying to fight the smile threatening to break across her face as she clutched the massive bouquet to her chest. And the smile was winning.
