Si Jia paused for a moment, "It's just leaving the palace..."

“But I haven’t left the palace since I went to Qingxin Temple when I was ten years old, so I’m very excited. Oh… by the way.” She sat up and asked him curiously, “You’re taking me out of the palace so suddenly, won’t the people from your Liubi Kingdom have any objections? I remember tomorrow is your princess’s wedding day, is it okay if you don’t go?”

His tone was as calm as still water. "Tomorrow is also the day of the Prince of Luo's wedding. Aren't you planning to go too?"

"What do you mean by this question?" Feng Guang sat up with her knees drawn up to her chest and looked at him sideways. "If Prince Luo wants to get married, then he can get married. There are so many people to congratulate him. Even if I don't go, it won't be a big problem."

Si Jia, holding his sword, closed his eyes to rest. "Then my reason is the same as yours."

"But I think you like your princess."

This was too blunt. Si Jia's closed eyelids trembled slightly. "Princess Wuyou is not from my family."

"But you do like her."

The sound came from very close by; he could even feel the warmth of her breath on his face. Si Jia opened his eyes and met those clear brown eyes. Then he saw his reflection in her eyes. She was lying in front of him like a cat, her face only a few centimeters away from his.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, her eyes curved into lovely crescents, and she said sweetly, "You really are very handsome."

As if she was satisfied with this, she sat back down with a smile and continued to look up at the stars and the moon.

Si Jia was left alone in a silent slumber.

This ambiguous, flirtatious attitude... is what makes people most conflicted.

Finally, Fengguang and Sijia entered a small town not far from the capital. On the recommendation of the driver, they found an inn and decided to stay there for the night. There weren't many people in the town, so there wouldn't be any situation where the inn only had one room left.

But this didn't happen, and I was a little disappointed with the scenery.

Although it was late at night, the inn was still bustling with activity. In fact, it wasn't just the inn; the streets they had walked along were also very lively. It seemed that the people here had quite a rich nightlife. As she passed a room, she heard a child crying. A moment later, the door opened, and a child rushed out, crying, "Mom won't let me go out to play! I don't like Mom anymore!"

Unfortunately, the child bumped into Feng Guang, and with Si Jia's help, she didn't fall to the ground due to the inertia.

"You'er!" A woman ran out and quickly pulled the child away from Feng Guang, apologizing, "Miss, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and offended you."

"It's alright." Feng Guang shook her head. Seeing that the child, who had been crying, felt he had done something wrong and hid behind his mother sobbing, she took out two candies from her close-fitting cloth bag, bent down and held them out to the child. "Here, these are for you. You can't cry after you eat the candy."

The boy named You'er looked at his mother, and seeing that she didn't object, he reached out and took it, saying, "Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome." Feng Guang stood up with a smile. She had asked Si Jia to buy the candy from a vendor's stall after they left the palace.

"Thank you, young lady. You are kind-hearted and will surely be blessed." The woman bowed and said a few words, then took the child's hand and said, "Come back to your room with me."

The little boy glanced at the scenery before following his mother back to the room.