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The five people officially entered the core area of ​​the Tang Dynasty Never Sleeping City.

As soon as you step onto this 2,100-meter-long central scenic avenue, a rich atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty's grandeur washes over you.

The Tang-style buildings on both sides of the street, outlined by warm yellow lights, have upturned eaves and are resplendent in gold.

Countless red lanterns stretched like a flowing river of light, reaching all the way to the horizon.

Tourists thronged the area, many dressed in Hanfu (traditional Han clothing). The lights reflected on the bluestone slabs, creating a play of light and shadow that gave one the illusion of traveling back to Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

However, in this neighborhood known as having the highest density of Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) in the country, Wang Ye and his group of five were still a force to be reckoned with.

Xu An'an walked at the very front.

A Tang Dynasty-style high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) in pale yellow with a gradient pink hue, covered by a light, wide-sleeved outer garment.

With her cheerful steps, the G-class thunder, which completely defied the laws of physics, stirred up a monstrous wave, each tremor seemingly challenging the limits of her clothing.

"Chairman, there's a performance over there!"

Xu An'an held up a half-eaten candied hawthorn and excitedly pointed ahead.

With one hand in his pocket, Wang Ye exuded the air of a noble young master, walking among four stunning beauties, making a grand entrance.

"Let's go take a look."

The group walked south along the central axis, passing through the sculptures of Tang Dynasty Buddhist culture and heroes, and arrived at the stage on the west side of Defachang.

The place is currently packed with tourists.

On stage, two actors dressed in Tang Dynasty official robes are performing an interactive talk show called "The Secret Box of the Tang Dynasty".

The two actors playing "Fang Xuanling" and "Du Ruhui" are humorous and witty, and they are randomly selecting audience members to come up and answer questions.

"Would the exceptionally beautiful young lady in the pink, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) in the audience be willing to come up and give it a try?"

The "real estate tycoon" on the stage immediately spotted Xu An'an, the most eye-catching person in the crowd. There was no way to hide such substantial wealth.

Upon hearing this, Xu An'an immediately pulled Shen Zhiwei along and squeezed in.

"Come on then! This director... no, this young lady is knowledgeable in everything from astronomy to geography!"

Lord Du stroked his beard and smiled as he posed a question: "Young lady, is the statement 'How many 108 wards does Chang'an, the capital of our Great Tang Dynasty, have?' true or false?"

Xu An'an was completely stunned. She blinked her big eyes and breathed rapidly, "Huh? One hundred and eight? Water Margin?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

Shen Zhiwei stood to the side, her lotus-colored Song-style long jacket making her appear gentle and intellectual, her hidden D-cup breasts quietly lurking beneath her clothes.

She raised her slender fingers and habitually pushed up her silver-rimmed glasses, instantly dispelling her cool and serious academic aura.

"Wrong! The Tang Dynasty's Chang'an City actually had 109 wards. The commonly mentioned 108 wards are because the East Market and West Market each occupied two wards. In addition, the Imperial City and the Palace City, strictly speaking, the planning differs from the actual records. However, Bai Juyi's poem 'Hundreds of thousands of houses are like a chessboard, twelve streets are like vegetable plots' refers to this strict ward system."

The two "adults" on the stage were stunned, and then immediately bowed.

"This young lady is incredibly talented! She's truly a hidden dragon among women!"

Shen Zhiwei nodded slightly and pulled the still bewildered Xu An'an off the stage.

Wang Ye gave a thumbs up: "Director Shen, your performance was so natural, I give you full marks."

Shen Zhiwei's ears turned slightly red, but she couldn't help but smile slightly at the corners of her mouth.

Continuing south, we arrived at Kaiyuan Square.

From afar, one could see a lady in exquisite Tang Dynasty makeup dancing gracefully on a roly-poly toy amidst a huge halo.

"Tang Rhyme Tumbler".

The young woman moved with a graceful gait, and each time she tilted and fell towards the crowd, it elicited cheers.

Su Qingyan stopped in her tracks. Her pale white open-necked shirt revealed her fair collarbone, and her dark blue high-waisted skirt swayed slightly in the wind. Her pure and aloof temperament was even more eye-catching than the performers on stage.

The light highlighted her stunning profile.

"Her core strength is very strong," Su Qingyan commented softly.

Wang Ye smiled and leaned closer, catching a whiff of her faint fragrance.

"School Beauty Su, if you stood on that street in this outfit, the traffic would probably be paralyzed."

Su Qingyan rolled her eyes at him, but her slender waist subtly leaned closer to Wang Ye.

As they walked, Xu An'an's radar went off again.

"Chairman! That's the themed food area over there! I can smell the delicious aroma!"

The five of them then went into the food street.

Wang Ye transformed into a ruthless card-swiping machine.

Chang'an Crisp, special snacks from the Empress's Feast, roasted meat skewers, Qiong Guo Tang (a type of sweet soup)...

Xu An'an held a large skewer of lamb in her left hand and a glass of freshly squeezed juice in her right, eating without any ladylike manners.

"Director Xu, slow down, no one's going to take it from you," Wang Ye said.

Xu An'an rolled her eyes at Wang Ye and ignored him.

Liu Ruoxi chuckled softly to the side. Her wine-red Ming-style long gown paired with a horse-face skirt today perfectly covered her ripe peach-like curves, but the mature allure that emanated from her very bones was impossible to hide.

She picked up a crystal-clear pastry with a bamboo skewer and walked up to Wang Ye, swaying her alluring waist.

"Little brother, don't just look at how loud and boisterous Xiao An'an is. Come here, let me feed you a piece of pastry."

Liu Ruoxi leaned forward slightly. Although the oppressive aura of her E-class figure was concealed by her long coat, her full curves were still breathtaking.

Her red lips parted slightly, her eyes sparkling, and she drew out strands of silk with an aggressive air.

Wang Ye ate the pastry without any hesitation.

It was exactly 10 p.m.

"Look! The parade has started!" Xu An'an excitedly pointed to the main street.

Accompanied by magnificent classical music, a series of ornately decorated and dazzling large Tang-style floats slowly drove by.

Some depict the arrival of envoys from all nations, while others showcase the grandeur of a prosperous era through song and dance.

Dancers dressed in gorgeous Hu-style clothing and Tang-style costumes performed their dance moves on the floats.

The five people stood in front of the stone railing in Zhenguan Square.

Shen Zhiwei pushed up her glasses, looked at the magnificent scene before her, and sighed softly, "The Tang Dynasty Never Sleeps City is not a static museum... it is alive, and every night, it re-enacts the prosperity of Chang'an."

Su Qingyan leaned against the railing, her cool eyes reflecting the lights of countless homes.

Xu An'an had eaten and drunk her fill, while Da Lei casually rested on the railing.

Liu Ruoxi half-covered her red lips with a folding fan, looking at Wang Ye with a half-smile.

Wang Ye stood behind them.

On one side is the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, a place steeped in Buddhist light for millennia, and on the other is the vibrant, sleepless city of Chang'an during the golden age of China.

Before him stood four stunningly beautiful women, each dressed in Hanfu and exuding captivating charm.

There's still money in my bank account that I can't afford to spend.

"Let's go, ladies." Wang Ye waved his hand, "The nightlife is just beginning. Let's go back to our three-bedroom apartment and continue to explore the depths of the Tang Dynasty."

As night deepened and the lights dimmed, the tycoon's monotonous life continued.

……

As night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the Tang Dynasty Never Sleeps City was left behind.

The Apollo Dominion X drove smoothly back to Lintong, and the five of them returned to the three-bedroom, one-living-room guesthouse with its strong Chinese classical charm.

As soon as she opened the door, Xu An'an rushed to the large Chinese-style sofa in the living room without any regard for her image.

"I'm exhausted..."

With her lunge, the Tang-style high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) in pale yellow with gradient pink could not bear the weight, and the G-cup lei (a large, round, muscular genitalia) was squeezed into a breathtaking shape on the sofa, as if it might break free from the constraints of the thin, wide-sleeved blouse at any moment.

Shen Zhiwei sat upright on the single sofa, habitually adjusting her silver-rimmed glasses.

Liu Ruoxi kicked off her embroidered shoes, put on a wine-red Ming-style long coat and a horse-face skirt, and sat down next to Wang Ye. Her ripe peach-like curves pressed against Wang Ye's arm without any hesitation.

Su Qingyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her moon-white open-necked shirt making her look like a cold and aloof fairy under the moon, her slender waist was simply the epitome of pure and alluring beauty.

Looking at the four stunning beauties in front of him, each with a distinct style and dressed in exquisite Hanfu, Wang Ye was about to pour himself a glass of water when a crisp system notification suddenly rang out in his mind without warning.

[Ding! The host's current environment has been detected to be ideal, triggering a new hidden interactive mission at night!]

[Mission Name: The Dance of Bliss in the Tang Dynasty!]

[Task Requirements: Please guide four team members, dressed in Hanfu/Tang suits of the corresponding style, to perform a classical dance for the host (duration no less than three minutes) to showcase the immersive charm of the Tang Dynasty.]

[Mission Reward: One Mystery Blind Box!]

Wang Ye's eyes widened slightly!

Did he expect four beautiful women to dance for him while wearing this outfit?

System, are you letting me experience the joys of being an emperor ahead of time?

Keep playing the music, keep dancing!

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