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Footsteps approached, and she lowered her hands. Shi Wei Xue stood on the corridor outside the window, half of her face concealed by a veil. Her large almond eyes were filled with concern as she gestured with both hands: "Are you alright",In the evening, as the sun set in the west and night fell, the bustling capital city came alive. Thousands of lanterns illuminated the streets, their warm glow outshining even the stars in the sky.,There's a saying in Beijing to describe this street of pleasure: "Drunkenly Reclining Amidst Wind and Moon, Discussing Romantic Tales; A Half-Step into the Red House is Already Immoral."。