Chang'an looked slightly disappointed, and she took the pastries wrapped by the old man without saying a word.
Bei Mingxuan said calmly, "Thank you. We won't bother you anymore. Let's go, Changan."
It was very surprising. It was the first time that Chang'an heard his name from Bei Mingxuan's mouth. Before, it was always Gu Chang'an or the extremely polite Miss Chang'an, but this time it was more like... like, relatives, like the two words he had called many times in his heart, which were full of blood and warmth.
Chang'an nodded and looked up at Bei Mingxuan, "Bei Mingxuan...can you call me Chang'an again?"
"What?" Bei Mingxuan suspected that he had misheard. He stared into Chang'an's eyes in surprise and found some tears in those clear eyes. "You..."
Chang An turned his eyes away, a flash of embarrassment flashing across his face. "Haha, you, I wanted to ask, have you ever eaten red date cake? I'm really interested in that red date cake now, but I feel a pity that I can't have it."
Chang'an and Bei Mingxuan walked towards the carriage while talking.
But no one expected that the old man who bought the cakes would rush over and grab Chang'an's wrist.
Chang'an turned around and looked at the old man. There was surprise and joy in his eyes. Slowly, Chang'an's gaze moved from the old man's face to his own wrist.
The old man noticed and immediately let go of her hand, his face full of embarrassment. "I...I, this old man is, is rude, young lady."
Changan asked, "Is there anything else, old man?"
"Your name is Chang'an?" the old man asked tentatively, "Is he the Ninth Prince Bei Mingxuan?"
Chang'an and Bei Mingxuan looked at each other, with doubt and vigilance in their eyes.
Bei Mingxuan didn't ask how the old man knew about him and Chang'an, but asked directly, "Old man, what do you want to say?"
"Chang'an?" The old man trembled slightly with excitement. "Is your mother a woman from the South?"
Changan was also cautious and did not answer directly, "Why do you ask?"
"If my guess is correct, the southern woman I mentioned earlier should be your mother. I remember the last time she came, it seemed that the birth of the baby was only a few days away, and I remember asking her if she had chosen a name for the child."
"She said, Chang'an. She hopes her child will always be safe."
Chang An confirmed that the old man was just asking and had no other intentions, so she spoke, "Yes, my name is Chang An, and my mother is also a woman from the South. But I'm not sure if the person you are talking about is my mother."
The old man looked at Bei Mingxuan and asked, "Are you really the Ninth Prince Bei Mingxuan?"
Bei Mingxuan's face was indifferent, and he said in a businesslike manner, "This prince is Bei Mingxuan."
The old man looked at Bei Mingxuan carefully, as if trying to read something from his face. "If you really are the Ninth Prince Bei Mingxuan, then you have come to my place three or five times with the children of the Southern Kingdom? How old were you when each time?"
"I've never been here once, but I've eaten your red date cakes." Bei Mingxuan recalled that those red date cakes were brought to him by Nangong Qiuya. At that time, she even asked him if they were delicious. He told her the truth, they were too sweet.
It’s just that Nangong Qiuya said that she likes to eat sweets. Southern women all like sweet things. “Very sweet.”
After Bei Mingxuan finished speaking, the old man immediately knelt down, "I finally waited for you."
Bei Mingxuan Chang'an was surprised.
The two followed the old man to his home.
"Miss Chang'an, your mother's name is Gu Fengya, right? I still remember she specifically told me that name." The old man pointed at the stove. "There's a letter hidden in the cracks of the bricks here. She said that if I ever meet the Ninth Prince, she should give it to him personally."
Gu Fengya, Chang'an did not deny it, thinking that his mother deliberately did not tell him his full name.
As he spoke, the old man had already taken out the things. "I thought I would never see the Ninth Prince again in this lifetime. I never thought that after so many years, I would actually meet him."
Chang'an felt that the old man's words were somewhat unreasonable. "We are both in the capital of Shuzhou. If you are willing to give, why don't you go find him earlier? It's not easy for the Ninth Prince to find you, but it's very easy for you to find the Ninth Prince."
"Miss, you don't know." The old man explained, "It was your mother who told me that I didn't need to look for him deliberately. As an ordinary citizen, if I approached the palace and the Ninth Prince's residence, I would be noticed, and being noticed is not a good thing.
He also said that this letter was not something particularly important. If you come across it, give it to me. If you don’t, forget it. It’s not a big deal.”
Bei Mingxuan opened the letter and found a cover with the words [Personally addressed to Sister Tong] written on it.
He recognized it; it was indeed Nangong Qiuya's handwriting. "Sister Tong?" It must have been addressed to his mother, Xu Yitong.
"At first, I didn't understand why your mother asked me to wait, no matter how long it took." The old man sighed, "Later, I realized that she was worried that if I took the initiative to look for the Ninth Prince, my life might be in danger. I went to the Ninth Prince's mansion several times to buy red date cakes, shouting loudly, thinking that the Ninth Prince would come out. But I was chased away. That same night, three people came to my house. They didn't look like people from Shuzhou, and their accents didn't seem right. They asked me where Nangong Qiuya was.
I didn't recognize her, but they showed me her portrait, and I knew it was the woman who often bought red date cakes from me. They asked me what ring I wanted, and I was terrified. Your mother wouldn't give me a ring, just a letter, and it wasn't anything important at all.
"I have some impression." Bei Mingxuan said, "You came to my house to buy red date cakes. It didn't rain that day. It didn't rain heavily that night."
Changan looked at Bei Mingxuan, "Do you know who the southerner was that night?"
Bei Mingxuan shook his head and looked at the old man, "How did those people leave?"
"Those people didn't leave, but were killed." The old man sighed, "Originally, I was not going to survive that night. It seemed that they would not let me go. But when one of them pointed the knife at me,
Suddenly, a person in black appeared and killed the three men alone. The woman in black sprinkled some water on the three men, and their bodies instantly turned into blood.
They gave me a lot of money and told me to move to a new place, but they didn’t allow me to change my shop, and they also asked me to keep making my cakes. Everything else remained the same.”
Chang'an asked, "Did you see the man in black who saved you later? Did those people who were looking for something never come again?"
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