The night was dark, but the city was still brightly lit.
Xihe stood in front of the city wall, took two steps back and rushed forward, her embroidered shoes tapping on the wall twice, and she jumped directly onto the wall which was several meters high.
Xiaowu's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.
Xihe waved at him, then jumped down and disappeared on the wall.
Xiaowu: “…”
Inside the city, Xihe turned a corner and suddenly bumped into a hard chest. Startled, she stepped back subconsciously, but someone grabbed her wrist tightly: "Jiang Yue!"
The voice was low and filled with undisguised anger.
Xihe: “…”
Facing the dim light, who else could the person coming be but Song Yu?
Her hair was disheveled, her breathing was unstable, and she was steaming hot. It was obvious that she had been looking for her for a long time. Xihe felt a little guilty: "Brother... Hey, what are you doing!"
She hid back, holding her chest, and looked at him in horror.
Song Yu paused in mid-air, and finally wiped his face, feeling terrified: "Where did you go today? Are you hurt? Everyone is very worried about you."
Do you know how long I have been looking for you?
He didn't say this.
When he found out that she was fine, his heart finally relaxed: "Yue'er, don't do this next time."
As soon as he returned home in the afternoon, he found Old Master Jiang standing in front of the gate and walking back and forth.
After asking, I found out that the temple fair was over and the people were leaving one after another, but the girl was nowhere to be seen.
When he heard that, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Then, without even changing his clothes, he mounted his horse and rode out of the city, searching around the temple fair again and again, and was almost caught as an assassin.
It was not until I touched my eldest brother's yard just now that I knew that the people had entered the city.
Without even asking any questions, he rode back on horseback and finally caught the man after a few rounds... Xihe suddenly felt that she had overreacted and stepped forward to gently pull his sleeve, "I'm sorry for making you worry. I promise, there won't be a next time."
Song Yu raised his head, stared at her for a long while, and nodded: "Yeah."
On their way home, the two met a patrol guard. The guard immediately inspected them strictly and only let them go after Song Yu took out the token.
When he got home, as expected, Xihe was severely scolded.
Old Master Jiang was so angry that he pointed at Xihe and scolded her for being troublesome. Xihe sat on the chair with her head lowered and didn't dare to say a word.
In the end, the old man was exhausted and had to go back to his room to rest.
Xihe looked at the tearful Madam Xu, feeling overwhelmed. "I'm sorry, Aunt Xu. I won't play around anymore next time. Please don't cry."
Madam Xu wiped her tears and said, "Miss, you scared me to death."
Xihe begged for mercy quickly, and finally coaxed the man back to his senses. When everyone went to the room to rest, he found Song Yu still sitting there. Xihe hesitated and said, "Brother, you should go and rest too."
Song Yu nodded and stood up: "Okay, you should rest early too."
A dreamless night.
The next day, the imperial city returned to its former bustle.
The teahouse was crowded with people in twos and threes, and vendors were pushing carts and hawking their wares. It was like a prosperous scene, but invisible undercurrents were flowing in the meantime.
Song Yu returned home early in the morning, and Old Master Jiang went out for a walk as usual.
Xihe dressed up and took the initiative to visit the Song Mansion for the first time around noon. Mrs. Song was talking to a few girls at the time. She was stunned for a moment when she heard what she said: "Let her in."
She was wearing a plain dress, her face was dull, and her black hair was tied up with only a silver hairpin.
When Xihe was led in by the maid, Madam Song was stunned. Xihe knelt down and said, "Yue'er greets Madam."
She lowered her eyebrows and looked pleasant, without a trace of her former delicate features.
Song Wen from the second room was the first to smile softly, "Sister Yueyue, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?"
Xihe smiled softly: "Thank you Miss Wen for your concern, everything is fine."
He raised his head slightly and found that there was an uninvited guest sitting in the room. Chen Piaopiao was also there. Xihe was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled. Unexpectedly, the other person turned his head away to talk to Madam Song.
But after being disturbed by her, Mrs. Song, who was in a daze, came back to her senses.
Holding Shen Piaopiao's hand, he smiled and said, "It's just a small favor. It's not worth Miss Shen coming to thank you so many times. You are so polite."
Shen Piaopiao smiled brightly: “Aunt, just call me Piaopiao.”
"I can never repay you enough for saving my life. If it weren't for Brother Song, I probably wouldn't be here right now..."
Mrs. Song immediately covered her mouth and pretended to scold her: "Don't say such things as a child!" But she was very satisfied with the Shen family's gratitude and their frequent visits. The more she looked at the girl in front of her, the more satisfied she became.
She comes from a prominent family and is the only legitimate daughter in the mansion, so she is very much loved.
If this...
Xihe sat in the house for a while, when the maid came in and said that the servants had something to report. Madam Song then drove all the maids out of the door and told them to make sure to entertain Miss Shen well.
None of the young ladies from the second house were stupid. After a few rounds, they understood what Madam Song meant.
Everyone gathered around Shen Piaopiao, asking about her well-being and saying some funny things.
Xihe sat aside, and seeing that no one cared about him, he found an opportunity to leave. He walked around the yard as he was familiar with the place, and came to the vicinity of the pavilion in the center of the lake.
As spring arrives and flowers bloom, the willow trees by the lake sprout and dance in the wind.
There was a black zither placed in the pavilion, and several guards stood outside the pavilion. A man in black clothes was playing chess with himself, holding a white piece in his left hand and a black piece in his right hand.
Xihe walked over: "Song Mo."
The man turned around and smiled: "My second sister is here."
Xihe walked over and sat down opposite, looking at the chessboard: "I am no longer a member of the Song family. Don't call me Second Sister anymore." Then he asked, "How is it going?"
Song Mo readily agreed: "The prince is still in Xiangguo Temple, but his wife's family has taken over."
"The people in the Duke's Mansion are not close to the current emperor. They are counting on the crown prince to ascend the throne for their family to reap the rewards. They have always been very protective of them, but in the end, something happened. How can we dare to slack off now? Not even an ant can get into the house."
Xihe chuckled: "Aren't we going in?"
Song Mo: "...Second sister's methods are unpredictable, naturally no one else can compare to her."
Xihe smiled but said nothing. Song Mo told her some of the developments in the city and finally said, "After this, Second Uncle might let Second Brother go to the border, away from the turmoil in the capital, and return to the capital when the situation stabilizes. However."
Xi He looked at him, and Song Mo curled his lips: "You will have no one to rely on from now on."
Xi He rolled her eyes, thinking he was boring. Didn't Song Yu know that he, as the person involved, didn't understand? Did she need someone to back her up?
Of course Song Mo knew this, but...
He smiled meaningfully, "But there are some things that a girl like you can't handle. So, Sister Yue'er, are you interested in finding someone else to back you? Just consider it as payment for treating my leg."
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