The voice of the night watchman at the street corner came through the wall. Xiao Nanhui turned over and lay on the stone bench.
She could no longer see Ye Zi clearly, and Xiao Zhun still hadn't come back.
There was a slight sound on the wall, and a head with an emerald green ribbon popped up.
The head gnawed on a bunch of grapes in its hand, spitting out the grape seeds. The rice-sized seeds fell to the ground with a clattering sound.
Xiao Nanhui frowned and endured it for a while, but when he couldn't stand it anymore, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it over.
The stone flew towards the head with great force, quickly and accurately.
But the head was faster than a stone and it dodged it with a slight tilt.
Xiao Nan didn't even look back, but raised his hand and threw it again.
This time the stone flew faster, not towards the head, but towards the bunch of grapes.
Before his brain could react, the grapes in his hand fell to the ground at the foot of the wall with a "pop".
"That was given to you by the current emperor as a reward, and you dared to let it gather dust!"
The owner of the head stood on the wall, wearing a red dress and a green hairband on her head, which was very eye-catching. She was obviously a petite woman, but with a face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, her expression was domineering but also a bit funny.
Xiao Nanhui scratched his ear, picked up a stone and shook it in his hand: "Do you still have the Marquis in your eyes? How dare you steal his grapes?"
The petite figure put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "How could I have cheated? That was a gift from the Marquis. Sister Dujuan brought it to me personally."
"Then why reward you?"
"Because, because..." The voice on the wall gradually faded away.
"I don't know which family's loyal maid is. She hasn't gotten up yet when the master gets up. She tastes the food before the master eats. She disappears as soon as the master is about to go out, and she is still nowhere to be seen when the master comes back. You say, if Dujuan knew..."
"You dare!"
Xiao Nanhui didn't say anything, just looked at the other person with a smile.
It's true that there's always someone to take over. When Du Juan starts to criticize someone, it's more painful than a knife cutting flesh.
Green Hair Rope was a little hesitant: "...You can't tell Du Juan. If you tell her, I won't help you visit Aunt Dai."
Aunt Dai is Xiao Zhun's aunt. Because she always looks unwell, she has been placed in a side courtyard for recuperation and is rarely seen.
Xiao Nan retracted his smile: "Did you go to see her today? Did you say anything?"
Green Hairband touched the hairband on her head: "It's the same old thing. She knitted a new ribbon and gave it to me as a hairband." After saying that, she seemed to remember that she was just bickering with Xiao Nanhui, and quickly regained her momentum, "I came to see you because I felt sorry for you, and you actually threw stones at me, repaying kindness with hatred..."
Xiao Nanhui was really getting impatient. Today's events had made her particularly upset. "Shrike, you'd better disappear before I call Dujuan."
The Shrike shrank his head, snorted arrogantly, and retreated from the top of the wall.
Xiao Nanhui pricked up his ears and listened for a while. When he was sure that the other party had gone far away, he sat up from the stone bench. Just as he was about to get up and stretch his stiff hands and feet, he looked up and saw someone standing at the gate of the courtyard.
Xiao Nanhui was a martial artist, and was extremely sensitive to people's breathing patterns. Only a few people with extremely profound skills could escape her notice.
For example, Xiao Zhun.
The dark clouds that had covered the area at noon had already drifted over Quecheng. There was no moon tonight, but Xiao Nanhui hadn't lit a lamp. Even so, she could still see that familiar silhouette approaching.
Xiao Zhun's appearance was heroic, but unlike that of an ordinary military commander, his eyebrows and lips were unrestrained and free-flowing, without any dignity or dignity. He looked more like a hidden chivalrous man, but his eyes were reserved and gave him a sense of stability. Today, there was a sense of fatigue in his eyes, which made Xiao Nanhui feel a little distressed.
"Godfather."
Xiao Zhun smiled, his expression softened. He took out a square box from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Nanhui.
"I left in a hurry this morning, thinking I'd be back in half a day, so I took it with me. I never thought it would be this late."
The box was made of copper, and as Xiao Nanhui brushed across the patterns on it, his fingertips felt the warmth of Xiao Zhun's body. The lock clicked open, and within the box lay a sparkling white ring. A closer look revealed fine lines and pores, suggesting it was made of some kind of animal bone, polished so smoothly that it looked like jade.
Xiao Nanhui put it on carefully and it fit perfectly.
"The one you're using now is too worn out. This one is made of white rhino horn. It's more wear-resistant and can also ward off evil spirits and ensure safety."
The last time she drew the bow was half a month ago, but she didn't expect Xiao Jun to still remember it.
Xiao Nanhui couldn't suppress the smile on his face: "Thank you, godfather."
"Oh, by the way, I heard from Du Juan that you went to Yongye Temple by yourself during the day. Did you go to ask for a peace amulet?"
Every year on Xiao Nanhui’s birthday, he would ask for some amulets from the temple and bring them back to give to the soldiers in the camp, blessing them to return safely from the battle.
Now that Xiao Zhun mentioned it, she finally remembered that she had been so busy venting her anger at Yongye Temple during the day that she had forgotten about this matter. She subconsciously said, "I was going to do it, but I was so busy asking for divination that I delayed it. I'll find another time to go."
"Ask for a fortune?" Xiao Zhun raised his eyebrows slightly. "What fortune did you ask for?"
Xiao Nanhui was stunned for a moment, then his face started to heat up: "I just... casually asked for a fortune."
Xiao Zhun looked at Xiao Nanhui with a smile on his face: "How could a random fortune telling make you forget about the amulet? Could it be that you're asking about your marriage?"
Xiao Nanhui felt as if someone had shot an arrow in the chest, and his heart skipped a beat.
Xiao Zhun's outline seemed much softer under the night sky, as if blurring the uncrossable boundary between them.
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