The tenth day of the ninth month in the thirty-third year of Jiasheng.
Double Ninth Festival.
Imperial tomb.
"Brother Liao, what are you thinking about? The food is cold," Liu Hua served the guards. When she returned to the door, she saw Liao Chongwu sitting on the threshold with a bowl in his hand, in a daze. Liu Hua looked at the last bit of soup left in the soup bowl. She whispered to Liao Chongwu, "Brother Liao, there is still some hot soup here. Can I serve it to you?"
The remaining soup was actually left by Liu Hua for herself, but when she saw Liao Chongwu's appearance, Liu Hua no longer cared about herself.
"Oh? No need. I have enough food here." Liao Chongwu came back to his senses and took two mouthfuls of the cold rice.
"Brother Liao, I think something is wrong with you lately." Liu Hua served the meal and sat on the doorstep, eating while glancing at Liao Chongwu. "Brother Liao, are you worried about something?"
"No. I'm a grown man, what worries me?" Liao Chongwu was stunned. Then he smiled at Liu Hua, a hearty and generous smile. But the melancholy in his eyes could not be concealed.
Liu Hua looked at the man's eyes and felt a little uncomfortable. She liked Liao Chongwu. She liked his silence, his vicissitudes, and his eyes that were always filled with a hint of sadness. But she also hoped that these eyes could smile for her, no longer sad or silent.
only……
She knew that Liao Chongwu's melancholy was probably because of one person.
"Brother Liao, they said you have a lover, is that true?" Liu Hua finally plucked up the courage to ask Liao Chongwu.
The chopsticks in his hand froze for a moment, and after a while Liao Chongwu put another chopstick of rice into his mouth, saying in a deep voice, "No."
"No?" Liu Hua was stunned. She didn't even bother to swallow the food in her mouth. She was busy asking Liao Chongwu again, "Brother Liao, is it true? Are you really... alone?"
Liao Chongwu looked at the greasy fried rice in the bowl and felt greasy for some reason. He put the bowl on the ground, turned his head to look at Liu Hua, and said again: "No."
"Then, then Brother Liao, have you ever thought about finding a woman to live with?" Liu Hua's face flushed with excitement. She was not a reserved lady from a noble family, and she did not have so many rules and regulations in her mind. Now that she knew that Liao Chongwu was alone, she no longer hid it. At that moment, she put her rice bowl aside, tucked the hair that was floating on her forehead behind her ears, and whispered to Liao Chongwu, "Brother Liao, what do you think of me?"
Liao Chongwu looked at the girl in front of him who was nervous but expectant, looked at her sparkling eyes, looked at her mouth which was tight due to nervousness, and her slightly rough hands. He did not speak for a long time. Then he silently turned his face away, squinted his eyes and looked at the white sun outside, lost in thought.
"Brother Liao, I know I'm an ordinary-looking girl, and my family has no power or influence, so I'm really not worthy of you." Seeing Liao Chongwu remained silent, Liu Hua became a little anxious. She pursed her dry lips and continued busying herself, "But Brother Liao, I can cook, wash clothes, and work in the fields. I can do everything. If you marry me, I will definitely serve you comfortably and even give you water to wash your feet. Brother Liao..."
"Miss Liu," Liao Chongwu turned his head and interrupted Liu Hua, "I am not young anymore, and I have been thinking about getting married recently. If you..."
"Haha! You know about it too?" A sudden laugh from the back drowned out Liao Chongwu's words. "It's already spread all over the capital! It's only in this remote place like ours that we just found out about it now!"
"Does Prince Hui really... like that?" A guard stared at the laughing guard next to him and asked, "How is that possible? With Prince Hui's status, he can have any woman he wants. How can he like men?"
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