Finally I reached the foot of the mountain, crossed a village and entered the noisy street. I had walked along this street when I visited my relatives, and I felt relaxed and comfortable.
I saw people on the street looking sideways, and I couldn't help but follow their gaze to look at Duan Xiao. Only now did I realize that although he was wearing a farmer's coarse linen clothes, his face was handsome and his nobleness could not be concealed, which looked very incongruous.
He noticed my gaze paused for a moment and waited for me to catch up: "What are you looking at?"
"Don't you notice that everyone is looking at you?" I signaled him with my eyes.
"No." He stopped at a stall and picked up a thin hairpin. "How much is this?"
"Two taels." The boss held up two fingers flatteringly. Duan Xiao threw out a piece of silver and handed the hairpin to me: "Put it on."
I was stunned for a moment because the hairpin had broken before, and although my hair was tied up, it was always loose. Later, I just let my hair down and walked like that.
"It's okay, it's okay," I waved my hands, "I'll just wear it."
"Don't you notice that everyone is looking at you?" His peach blossom eyes curved again: "Your hair is disheveled and messy."
I rolled my eyes at him: "No."
He simply inserted the hairpin into my messy hair and said, "I've already bought it, and my hands are tired from holding it."
Then he said leisurely: "It's not too late to pay me back when you return to the palace and have money."
I had no choice but to take off the hairpin and start to do my hair while walking. Suddenly, he stopped a candied haws vendor, stuffed a big silver coin into his hand, and took the whole candied haws stick.
He stood still and did not move forward. He picked a candied haws and started eating it. The scene was so awkward, yet in the end, it actually achieved a kind of unity.
After I finished tying my hair, he naturally handed me a circle of candied haws: "Have some, please."
I gave him a candied haws and I said, "Thank you."
We walked side by side, and he said with a smile, "I really can't get used to anything else from your Songhua country, but this candied haws tastes better than anything from Qixia country."
I chewed the hawthorn in silence, thinking that you have never eaten the pastries made by the Shuang Princesses.
And at this time in the palace——
Song Heng stood on the high hall with his hands behind his back. The pearls on his crown fell, making it impossible to see his expression. "It's been an hour! And there's still no news!"
"Your Majesty," Captain Sun's legs trembled slightly. He knew that the emperor never showed his emotions, and if he showed his anger this time, it must mean he had really offended someone. "Dapu Mountain is vast, and the search will take more time."
"More? How many more?" Song Heng chuckled, and everyone in the hall felt a chill: "General Li! Dispatch the Yulin Army and go to Dapu Mountain to find someone immediately!"
General Li hesitated for a moment, and Minister Hua stepped forward immediately: "Your Majesty, the Yulin Army is a special elite force. Unless it is a critical moment, you must not mobilize it without authorization. Please proceed with caution. This time it is a concubine in the harem. If it gets out--"
With a loud crash, Song Heng knocked the pen holder on the high hall to the ground, and brushes of all sizes were scattered in front of the hall in a mess. "Huacheng, it is still me who is standing in this high hall today!"
"General Li, didn't you hear my order?"
General Li quickly bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, calm down. I will obey your orders!"
Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly heard someone in the hall kneel down with a plop. "Your Majesty, what Minister Hua said is absolutely true. Concubine Mu is only a concubine in the harem. You must not rashly mobilize the Imperial Guards."
Song Heng looked at the man kneeling on the ground: "Master Censor, you——"
"Your Majesty, please reconsider." Mu Anguo's voice was a little hoarse, but every word was powerful.
The veins on Song Heng's hands bulged from the force of his clenched fists, and then he relaxed: "Back off! Everyone, back off!"
"Your Majesty is wise." Mu Anguo bowed again, then stood up and left the hall. Other officials also hurriedly followed the upright censor and withdrew.
Anyone might try to persuade His Majesty, but they would never have imagined that Mu Jieyu's biological father would be among them.
"Afu, change your clothes and leave the palace." Song Heng had a blank expression on his face as he watched the last minister walk out of the palace gate.
When I was biting the last candied haws, a gust of wind suddenly blew past me. Duan Xiao grabbed me and took me to the side of the road while I was standing unsteadily. The crystal candied haws rolled to the ground.
I frowned, wondering who would dare to ride a horse so fast on this crowded street. Duan Xiao had already turned his head to look in the direction the horse was riding and smiled gently.
I also looked in that direction suspiciously, and saw the man in front of me was wearing a dark satin robe, with an elegant back, a silver crown on his hair, riding on a tall and mighty snow-white horse, and was pulling the reins hurriedly.
Some passersby seemed angry, but probably because they saw his outstanding temperament, they did not dare to approach him. They all had expressions of anger and fear, muttered a few words under their breath, and continued walking.
He dismounted with one clean and neat movement, his robe fluttering in the air, which reminded me of the heroes in the martial arts novels of the past.
"Unexpected," Duan Xiao said, half of his face hidden under his hair, his expression unclear, "but it also seems reasonable."
I was about to ask when the man turned around and looked straight at me.
!!!
Song Heng! ?
Before I could figure out whether I was dazzled or if we looked alike, he had already rushed to me in three or two steps, tightly grasped my arms with both hands, and struggled to get out of Duan Xiao's arms.
His eyes were deep, but seemed to be filled with millions of ink waves. Every tiny movement of his pupils made me feel as if he was carving me with a knife.
"Your Majesty, are you going on a secret visit?" Duan Xiao spoke up, standing aside with a candied haws stick in his hand, looking as if he was smiling.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" Song Heng loosened his grip slightly upon hearing that, but continued to look at me.
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