"I don't know," Huo Qijing said, "I just feel like he is not an ordinary person."
"Yeah," Tang Shiyue nodded. "That Sheng Qi is obviously a young master from an aristocratic family. He looks casual, but his manners and rules are ingrained in his bones. He is not comparable to ordinary nouveau riche. As for Yan Dong, he is even more secretive. I can't see through him, but I feel that he is very gentle. Besides, he is so handsome, so he should not be a bad person."
Huo Qijing looked at her.
Tang Shiyue looked back strangely.
He was just looking at her at first, but she looked back at him confidently, so he simply turned around and looked at her and said, "Don't look at him too much."
She didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"
He said: "Don't like uncle!"
Tang Shiyue was delighted all of a sudden.
But he was very serious, staring down at her, waiting for her answer.
Gradually, she couldn't laugh anymore.
...
...
She thought he had beautiful eyes from the first time they met.
But it was just good-looking. But now... she felt that his eyes were like a starry sky, and when he looked at her, it was as if he could shine directly into her heart.
She looked up at him, and was finally seduced by his beauty. She sighed and gave up struggling: "I know! No matter if they are old men or young boys, I don't like them all. I only like Ah Jing."
His eyes suddenly lit up.
Being so close, this surprise was like a firework suddenly lighting up in the night sky, lighting up his dark eyes, so beautiful that it made her heart tremble.
Then he lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. After a pause, he couldn't help but kiss her again: "Ayue."
Meow, if you call her in her ear with this sound, her ears can carry ten babies!
She really used all her power to suppress him so that he didn't pounce on her: "Yeah."
He gently held her in his arms, and whispered with red ears: "I only like Ayue, too."
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When he went out, it was already dark. Someone quickly came over and whispered something in his ear.
Huo Qijing was startled, and the gentleness on his face disappeared in an instant. He asked in astonishment, "Imperial Shadow Guard?"
He frowned and pondered for a long time before whispering, "Then there's no need to check. Stay away from them and don't have direct contact with them."
The man bowed his head and responded.
Yan Dong and the other man suddenly came to Huo Qijing's house, so of course he had to check their background. But when he checked, he found that there was a royal shadow guard in the dark? So, who are they, no, should I say, Yan Dong?
Yan is the surname of the Great Yan. Yan is Yan? As for Dong... could it be referring to the Eastern Palace? The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?
Yes, it should be. Judging from his age and temperament, it should be correct.
Huo Qijing stood there hesitating for a long time, but he still went into the martial arts hall and walked towards the guest building. Someone popped his head at the window, Huo Qijing half-saluted, and the person retreated quietly.
Then he stood in front of the guest room door and knocked.
The door said, "Come in."
Huo Qijing walked in and bowed, "I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince, who used the alias Yan Dong, laughed and said, "I can't hide it from you. Forget it!"
Huo Qijing stood up, and Yan Dong said gently, "You are the eldest grandson of the King of Northwest, right?"
"Yes," Huo Qijing said, "I am Huo Qijing."
Yan Dong didn't say anything for a while, then he said, "I heard that your people have been providing relief to the families of the soldiers who died in the Northwest Pass?"
Huo Qijing was slightly startled, then bowed his head and said, "Yes."
Yan Dong nodded slowly.
As the saying goes, "Victory and defeat are common in the military." Although that battle was a tragic defeat, there were reasons for it in various aspects, and the commander was not unforgivable. Huo Yi wrote a letter of apology in blood, which was more like asking for death than asking for guilt. It was obvious that he did not want to live.
There has been no news about Huo Qijing and his brother since then. His father has lamented several times that there is no Huo family in the world anymore. It was not until he traveled among the people that he discovered that Huo Qijing had been providing relief to the families of the dead soldiers for nearly three years.
The dead cannot be resurrected and regret is of no use, but Huo Qijing silently helps these people and tries to make amends. From this point of view alone, he is much better than Huo Yi.
Yan Dong sighed, "Yes, it's well-intentioned."
Huo Qijing said: "I dare not."
Yan Dong paused: "What are your plans for the future?"
Huo Qijing said calmly: "I want to join the army." He glanced at Yandong.
Yan Dong did not intend to object: "Why did you suddenly have this idea?"
Huo Qizu said, "I have always wanted to join the army, but my brother was ill before, and I was worried about leaving him with others, so I delayed for some time. Now that my brother is gradually recovering and getting along well with Ayue, I can leave with peace of mind."
Yan Dong raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to go back to Northwest Pass?"
"No," Huo Qijing said, "I want to go to Anlan Pass."
"Oh? Why?"
Huo Qijing said in a deep voice: "A hundred years ago, Anlan Pass was a sea pass, but now it has retreated thousands of miles away... I only hope that I can drive Hayato out of my Great Yan territory in my lifetime!"
"Good!" Yan Dong nodded and praised: "You are worthy of being a descendant of the Huo family."
"I don't dare."
Yan Dong did not have a deep conversation with him, and said, "I came here incognito, so there is no need to make it public. There is no need to be formal when we meet in the future. Everything can be done as usual."
Huo Qijing nodded: "Yes, I understand."
He picked up the tea bowl and signaled to send the guest away, but Huo Qijing hesitated. Yan Dong asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Huo Qijing was not a man of eloquence. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your Highness is here. Is there anything I can do for you?"
Yan Dong smiled slightly: "Are you worried about that young lady?"
Huo Qijing lowered his eyes, and Yan Dong solemnly warned him: "Don't repeat your father's mistakes."
"Your Highness," Huo Qijing said calmly, "My father was defeated because his virtue did not match his position. His fault was not 'feelings', but 'little wisdom but big plans, little strength but heavy responsibilities'. After my mother's accidental death, he lost his composure and acted rashly. The root cause of his fault was still 'unworthy of his virtue'!"
"That's true," Yan Dong was not angry, and was silent for a long time: "'If one's virtue is not in line with his position, there will be disasters', the words of the saints are true to me."
Then he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am just following the emperor's order to travel around the country and understand the people's sentiments. If there is a place that suits my heart, I will stay for a few more days. I will not hurt your young lady."
Huo Qijing's ears blushed slightly. He thanked him solemnly and retreated.
In the morning, Sheng Qi and Yan Dong came to the stone house to have breakfast. They met Tang Shirong for the first time. They heard that his master was Xu Siyuan, but they did not express anything special. They did not have the enthusiasm that scholars would have when they heard this name.
Tang Shiyue had to practice whip and calligraphy in the morning, so she went straight to the martial arts gym after breakfast. She originally wanted to ask Xia Yuhui to greet them, but they said no, so Tang Shiyue didn't hesitate and let them do as they pleased.
Then when he came back, Yandong was actually chatting with Mrs. Ye, and it seemed like they were having a pretty good conversation.
When he saw her, he stood up and said with a smile, "Ms. Tang."
Tang Shiyue nodded and walked straight into the house. Yan Dong followed with a smile and stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back: "I just happened to have something to trouble you, young lady."
As she poured the tea, she asked, "What's the matter?"
Yan Dong walked in and said with a smile: "The sweater, trousers and woolen robe you mentioned yesterday..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Shiyue shook his head: "No."
Yan Dong was stunned: "Why? The price is negotiable."
"It's not about the price," Tang Shiyue said, "It's mainly against my plan. Because I just started Yuefang now, there aren't many people, and the output can't be increased, so I plan to only make accessories and not clothes. If someone wears a woolen robe at this time, others come to Yuefang to buy it but can't buy it, wouldn't that cause a conflict for nothing? There are so many big Buddhas in Chang'an City, I can't afford to offend any of them, so I simply don't do it."
Yandong was a little surprised.
This girl really has a clear mind.
Yan Dong thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I ordered it, there will be no such trouble."
Tang Shiyue paused, then she turned back to look at him and asked cautiously: "You don't want to give it to the emperor?"
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