Chapter 192 I wonder what the princess is doing now?
Xiao Ning followed Xu Chong to the open space to set off firecrackers.
The soldiers gathered in a circle to watch the fun.
The firecrackers exploded with a bang, and everyone stepped back, covering their ears with their hands, with smiles on their faces.
Zhang Yuanzheng was very emotional.
This army completely overturned his previous understanding of soldiers. They were actually evil. He knew that all this was thanks to Xiao Ning.
Even on the streets he often heard people praising Xiao Ning and the army.
Not only do they not oppress the people, they even help them when they are in trouble.
Xiao Ning seemed to have a kind of magic that made those who were close to her subconsciously believe in her and admire her...
He was almost conquered by her.
It’s no wonder that Her Royal Highness the Princess has fallen in love with such an interesting and capable person.
They are all very dazzling people.
If Xiao Ning is the sun, then the princess is the moon.
The sun and the moon complement each other.
With a bang, the fireworks exploded in the sky, lighting up the night sky. The blooming light points were like falling meteors, gorgeous and beautiful.
Xiao Ning looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky and the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and couldn't help but think of Shang Xi.
I wonder what the princess is doing now?
Are you also looking up at the fireworks?
…
After the New Year's Eve banquet, Shang Xi drank two more glasses of wine and was a little drunk. He was supported by Furong and walked on the palace road.
Just at this moment, fireworks exploded in the air.
He raised his eyes to the sky.
The colorful corolla bloomed in the night sky, with golden stamens and silver petals, shining brightly. It only bloomed for a moment, and then the light of the petals dimmed, turning into millions of stars, dragging golden embers, and disappeared in the night sky.
Furong looked at the night sky and said, "This year's fireworks don't look as good as in previous years."
Shang Xi retracted his gaze, "The world is in such chaos, it's certainly not as bad as in previous years."
The two walked out of the long palace road, got on the carriage and returned to the princess's mansion.
It was the New Year, and the princess's mansion was swept from inside to outside. Spring couplets and peach charms were pasted on the door, and even the lanterns hanging at the door were bright red.
It's clearly a festive atmosphere.
The mansion was quiet. The eaves were covered with unmelted snow, which reflected the bleak moonlight, making it look particularly lonely.
Shang Xi walked step by step into the depths of the mansion.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol.
Or maybe it’s because it’s New Year’s Eve.
He missed her especially tonight...
He has been alone all these years, but now he is being pretentious.
"Your Highness, someone has arrived from Taiping Villa."
A maid came forward to report, and Shang Xi sobered up instantly, and those sad emotions were also suppressed by him.
"Where are they?"
"I'm waiting for you in the side hall."
Shang Xi strode towards the side hall. The man who was sitting on a chair drinking tea immediately stood up, took two steps forward, knelt down and saluted, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Shang Xi said, "Stand up and answer."
The man stood up and replied respectfully, "Madame Wu is awake."
Because Shang Xi had said that Nanny Wu must be told as soon as she woke up, the people from Taiping Villa did not dare to delay and came to the Princess's Mansion to report the news before the city gates were closed.
Finally, the prince went to the palace for a banquet.
Since they couldn't get out at this time, Furong arranged for someone to stay there first and go there together tomorrow morning.
Shang Xi slept very uneasily at night.
He dreamed of Concubine Rong, who still looked like she was young, standing by the door, looking at him coldly.
He called her "Mother" and reached out to hold her hand, but she pushed him down, and he fell to the ground and rolled down the stairs.
In the dream, he became very small. He looked up at her, holding back his tears. The steps in front of him were so high, as if they were a chasm between him and her.
He rubbed his leg and said, "It hurts," but she remained indifferent.
Shang Xi was awakened by the pain. He gasped for breath but still felt suffocated.
He picked up the wooden sculpture beside his pillow and looked into the pair of unrestrained and smiling eyes. Only then did the suffocating feeling in his heart ease a little.
"Aning..."
He murmured, pressing the wooden sculpture against his chest, as if only in this way could he draw a little warmth.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the whole of Shengjing was filled with joy.
The war outside had no effect on them. In fact, because of the victory before the New Year, everyone from top to bottom seemed to be planning it, and every household was having an exceptionally lively time.
Horse-drawn carriages were plying the streets, all rushing to pay New Year's greetings.
Shang Xi first went to the palace to wish the emperor and empress a happy new year. After exchanging a few forced greetings, they left the palace.
The carriage was waiting at the palace gate.
"Let's go to Taiping Villa."
The carriage turned around, disguised itself at the Huajie Restaurant, and then staggered out of the city.
Taiping Villa is not far from Shengjing City. It is built halfway up the mountain and covers a large area.
The carriage entered through the side door.
Furong helped Shang Xi get off the carriage.
An old man with gray hair bowed slightly when he saw him and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. Your Highness looks thinner."
Shang Xi smiled and helped him up, "Uncle Zhang, every time you see me, you say I've lost weight. It seems your eyesight isn't very good now."
Uncle Zhang stroked his beard and smiled, "Come on, I'll take you to see Aunt Wu."
"Did Aunt Wu say anything after she woke up?"
Uncle Zhang shook his head and said, "No, she is waiting for His Highness to come."
Nanny Wu was arranged to live in the side courtyard, where the room was warm and clean.
She sat on the low kang, hunched over, staring at the door with a slightly dull look.
The door was pushed open, and a young man in a snow-white fox fur coat walked in surrounded by people.
She rolled her eyes and regained some of her spirit.
I recognized the person almost immediately.
"Your Highness..."
She got down from the low kang and performed a standard palace etiquette.
Shang Xi stretched out his hands to help her up, "Madam, please get up quickly."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing me out of that den of tigers and wolves and treating my illness..."
Nanny Wu choked up as she spoke, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died there in a daze, and even after death, I wouldn't have been able to rest in peace..."
Although Madam Wu was only forty years old, her temples were already gray, her face was full of wrinkles, and her hands were dry and covered with calluses.
If you don't look closely, you can't see any traces of your youth.
When Shang Xi first saw her, he thought they had found the wrong person.
"I know what Your Highness wants to ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Upon hearing this, Furong signaled everyone else to go out, and followed suit, closing the door and then guarding the door.
After all, this matter involves royal secrets. The fewer people who know about it, the more protection there is.
The conversation in the room lasted for a long time until the sound of broken porcelain and Nanny Wu's panicked cry of "Your Highness" were heard, and Furong hurriedly pushed the door open.
Shang Xi's face was pale, and he was leaning against the wall, staggering.
Nanny Wu stood by and wanted to help him, but he didn't move. He just stared straight ahead, trying to open his eyes wider.
Furong hurried to him and asked softly, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
Shang Xi opened his mouth and said, "Let's go back home first."
Furong reached out to help him, but noticed something strange.
She waved her trembling fingers in front of Shang Xi, but saw that he still had his eyes wide open and did not react at all.
Furong took a deep breath, her voice trembling: "Your Highness, you...can't see?"
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