Song Heng seemed to have finally thought of a statement that he thought was appropriate, and asked me softly, "Shuang'er, have you remembered anything recently?"
We haven't had a direct discussion about my memory problem for a long time, mainly because the life I'm living now has made me almost forget that I'm still a person who has lost a part of my memory.
Then I thought about our one-year agreement.
Could it be because of that?
Um?
But really, I don't remember anything.
I was struggling with how to start, and Song Heng said to me in a gentle voice, "Shuang'er, are you willing to accompany me to leave the capital to meet some people?"
The topic changed so quickly that I was caught off guard.
I nodded. Of course I was willing to follow Song Heng. Besides, this was probably my first time leaving the capital.
Song Heng nodded: "Then can we set off tonight?"
I suddenly thought of Prime Minister Hua and the others: "Your Majesty, is it convenient to leave the capital now?"
He had obviously considered this issue: "We will leave quietly. I will use today's incident to pretend to be furious and tell the other ministers not to come to see me. Fengli and the others will still come every day to help us keep it a secret. As for Hua-"
Song Heng smiled and said, "It's okay if he knows. My departure is a good time for him to relax and develop. He won't expose it."
So this was also part of Song Heng's plan? I had never heard him mention it before.
"Okay, then I'll pack my things right away." I nodded in agreement without asking any more questions.
Song Heng nodded: "Well, I'll come and call you that night."
*
Leaving the capital and going to Mingfan City was indeed the decision Song Heng had just made.
When he picked cherries and came to Shuang'er's room, he saw that Shuang'er was still taking a nap, so he put the glass cup on the bedside table and prepared to leave.
But when I got closer, I heard Shuang'er mumbling to herself. When I looked down at her, I saw that her brows were furrowed, beads of sweat were hanging on her forehead, and she was clutching the quilt with both hands, looking very scared and nervous.
Song Heng hurriedly held Shuang'er's hand and wanted to speak to wake Shuang'er from the nightmare, but he heard clearly what Shuang'er said first.
"Dad, wake up, you can get up."
"Mother, don't worry, I'll go get my brother back right away."
"Mother, I'm sorry, Shuang'er got into trouble."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I missed you guys so much..."
…
Shuang'er's hands, clutching the corner of the quilt, seemed to be clutching his heart.
Song Heng gently held Shuang'er's hand and finally decided to take her to meet Mu Anguo and Zhuang in Mingfan City.
No matter what, blood ties and family affection can always give her more security and comfort.
He couldn't just keep her by his side, he had to help her find her truly complete world.
Even if that world...
Maybe without him.
But he still has a chance to fight for it.
Thinking of this, Song Heng wiped the sweat off Shuang'er's head with a wry smile. These days should be days that he can savor over and over again.
*
Unexpectedly, there were only three of us on this trip: me, Song Heng, and Eunuch Afu.
This is too quiet...
Who could have imagined that the current emperor, one of his concubines and an attendant, slipped out of the capital in the pitch-black night.
I am really curious about what important person Song Heng is going to meet by leaving the capital that is worth all the trouble.
We quietly walked down the stone steps on the back mountain, passing by the cherry orchard where I picked cherries today, passing by the vegetable fields cultivated by the old ladies, and passing by the incessant chirping of insects in the grass.
Unexpectedly, there was a dense pine and cypress forest at the end of the stone steps, with only a winding road in the forest.
It turned out that there was a fourth person traveling with them. A tall guard was standing upright next to a carriage, holding the horse reins.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. Greetings, Concubine Mu." The guard bowed to us.
"Thank you for your hard work." Song Heng responded, then turned to me and said, "This is Guard Li."
I looked at him and felt that he looked very familiar, but I had no memory of him at all, so I just smiled at him politely.
Two fine horses pulled the spacious carriage. Song Heng and I sat in the carriage, while Eunuch Afu and Guard Li drove the horses outside.
It was extremely quiet; the only sound was the clatter of the carriage and the sound of the wheels rolling over dead branches and broken leaves.
I just felt like I was dreaming tonight. Even now, sitting in the carriage, I couldn't help pinching my hands to confirm whether it was a dream.
He suddenly left the palace, then left Miansong Mountain, and was about to leave the capital?
Or in this silent way, with an emperor who is above everyone else?
"What's wrong?" Song Heng seemed to notice something was wrong with me: "Is it difficult to rest in the carriage?"
I shook my head and I felt refreshed now.
"Your Majesty," I swallowed and finally said weakly, "You are so brave..."
He was traveling in an ordinary carriage with only two guards and a concubine who was powerless, and was traveling in a dark forest where you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Let’s not even talk about whether Hua Xiang’s gang would get the news and immediately take the opportunity to send a few assassins to finish us off; just on this unknown and winding forest path, we don’t know what kind of monsters might appear.
"Hmm?" He seemed to understand what was said. Yes, usually the emperor would yell at his subjects: You are so brave!
Of course, I didn't mean to be provocative. I was about to explain when I saw Song Heng laughing softly. I think he likes to laugh especially lately.
"If Shuang'er is scared, come sit next to me," he said, moving closer to me. "There won't be any messy accidents. It's just like an ordinary business trip."
"Moreover," Song Heng continued to explain, "Afu and Guard Li are both excellent martial artists in the capital."
"And I," he turned and looked down at me, "am more than capable of protecting you."
I finally asked the question in my mind. Maybe we can deal with ordinary thieves, but if Prime Minister Hua carefully selects thieves and hunts us with murderous intentions, that would be a different story, right?
"But," I took a deep breath, "if those people in the palace really got the news..."
"First, it's difficult for them to get the news. Someone might be impersonating you and me in Mian Song Mountain, staying indoors," Song Heng explained patiently. "Second, I've said before that Prime Minister Hua's strengths are also his weaknesses. If he sends just three or two people, they won't be able to harm us. But if he sends a large group, they'll definitely leave us alive."
"Besides, Song Yu holds the military power at this moment," Song Heng smiled. "He will only seize this opportunity to deliberately accumulate power, and even hoard private soldiers."
I nodded thoughtfully. "Then he wouldn't resort to other methods? Like, poisoning? Like, assassination?"
Song Heng blinked: "This is something to consider, but it's not a big deal. Shuang'er, don't worry too much."
I'm really worried. Song Heng isn't just an ordinary merchant. Ordinary merchants can get robbed, not to mention he's the king of a country.
He stretched out an arm and embraced me, coaxing me softly, "Go to sleep, just think of it as an incognito visit, we'll be there tomorrow."
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