I felt drowsy and my body was shaking back and forth. I could hear the whistling wind and the clattering of horses' hooves in my ears.
Suddenly I felt my body shake violently, as if someone had pulled the horse back in an emergency, and I heard a sharp neighing of the horse.
A group of people stood on the path. Their leader was A-man, the maidservant who had pushed Wang Cairen into the water and was subsequently banished to the Xinzheku by the emperor. She sneered at the person on the horse and said, "Xiaofeng, how are you?"
"..." Xiaofeng had never expected that there would be people blocking the road after leaving the palace. When was their news leaked? As expected, he spent all his money and effort but still got betrayed.
"What are you doing? Who sent you here?!" Xiaofeng tried his best to remain calm and shouted at the person in front of him.
"Your Majesty is indeed as good as a god. She knows that Concubine Wang is inseparable from Concubine Mu..." Aman continued to sneer, thinking of how Xiao Ning suddenly went to Xinzheku to find her a few days ago, giving her the opportunity to take revenge.
Madam, who is...
Queen?
My head was still dizzy and I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't. I just hung dizzy on the horse.
"Hand over Concubine Mu to me," Aman said as he approached, "and I will spare your life, Xiaofeng."
Xiaofeng?
The one who just pulled me was Wang Cairen.
She, where did she go?!
Thinking of what she said to me by the low wall and Queen Hua’s hysterical roar, I felt extremely panicked.
"..." The person in front of me was silent for a moment: "Okay."
I felt so weak all over that I could only lie slumped on the horse.
I just felt the horse's back lighten, and Xiaofeng had already got off the horse and seemed to be pulling the reins to walk towards Aman.
I smiled faintly, but remained calm. This story ends here.
Suddenly, I felt my body shake violently, and the horse galloped forward like crazy, and the beating and scolding behind me was instantly left behind!
"Xiaofeng, I think you don't want to live anymore!"
"Someone, chase them!"
…
*
Agarwood Pavilion.
The raging fire had burned the main room of the Chenxiang Pavilion almost to the point of being unrecognizable. All that could be heard was the "crackling" sound of flames exploding and the loud "boom" sound of collapse after the firewood was burned.
Just in the previous dynasty, Song Heng and Song Yu captured Hua Xiang and his entourage and threw them into the Heavenly Prison. The corrupt officials had been eliminated, the army had retreated, and only one person was standing on the empty white marble steps.
Song Heng looked at the endless darkness before him. Years of obstacles were swept away in one day, but he did not feel the pleasure he had thought.
As smart as she is, shouldn't she choose this time to leave?
I don’t know whether she will choose Zuo Yaomen or You Huamen?
The general of Youhuamen has a scar on his face and speaks in a rough voice. Will he scare her?
If I had known earlier, I should have replaced someone more docile to guard the palace gate today.
Song Heng then lowered his head and smiled again. Shuang'er was such a brave and decisive person, she must have not even looked at the man's face. She ran out of the palace as soon as she knew she could leave, right?
Will she stay in the inn in the capital for another night, or run away from the capital overnight?
Looking at the route map, Shuang'er should be heading straight for the North Gate of Winter.
Shuang'er investigated very carefully. It seemed that there were many guards at the Dongbei Gate, but most of those soldiers were good-for-nothings and lived a life of debauchery.
But Shuang'er...
Song Heng just laughed to himself again at the darkness in front of him.
In fact, those soldiers were specially arranged by Song Heng to conceal their presence.
Among the four main gates of the capital, there is no gate that allows people to enter and exit easily.
Song Heng stood in place, raised his foot and turned around gently.
East, west, north, and south. From now on, I am standing in the palace. Which direction should I look up in so that I can cast my gaze towards where you are?
Would you first head to the Jiangnan region, known for its flowing waters and small bridges? The gentlemen there are either too bookish or too romantic. You wouldn't be attracted to the bookish type, would you? Don't be fooled by the romantic type!
Or will you ride your horse towards the desert and lonely smoke of the northern frontier? The men there are rough and heroic. You can make friends with them, but, but you two are not suitable to be together!
If you two were together, I would! I would—
What should I do...
Song Heng laughed again, his laughter drifting in the evening breeze, cool and chilly.
Well, it would be better if someone could take care of you.
After all, you sometimes kick off the quilt at night and may even roll out of bed, so it’s better to have someone watching you.
Song Heng's heart suddenly tightened.
Will there ever be someone like me, watching your eyelashes flutter gently in the moonlight as you close your eyes? Or will someone lean in slightly closer to listen to your whispers in your sleep? Or will someone still quietly place their arm around your waist, then fall asleep with a smile on their face.
Can't!
Song Heng raised his head for a long time, looked at the crescent moon, and finally lowered his eyes and whispered: "That's fine, as long as he treats you better than I do..."
That's fine.
He suddenly remembered that Ah Fu had asked him in a low voice before: "Your Majesty, do you want to go see Concubine Mu again..."
He wanted to push away the mountain of memorials in front of him and get up from his chair immediately.
But he held back and didn't move.
He stared at the memorial in front of him, which only had a few lines of words, for a long time.
Just when Ah Fu thought he had said too much and was about to leave, he heard Song Heng's almost inaudible struggle: "I can't go... If I go, she might not be able to leave..."
The cool evening breeze blew into Song Heng's navy blue cloak, but suddenly he heard the anxious and worried voice of Eunuch Afu: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Chenxiang Pavilion! Chenxiang Pavilion is on fire!"
Song Heng was stunned, and before Eunuch Afu could say anything else, he ran towards Chenxiang Pavilion like crazy. On the way, he was still thinking that she must have escaped, and she must have set fire to the courtyard to vent her anger because she couldn't stand the deep courtyard!
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