Chapter 227 What happened back then was not my intention
Xie Shian led Wen Xingluo straight to a stall two streets away, saying that the plum blossom cakes here were the most authentic.
Wen Xingluo was a little worried about Wei Ying, "Fourth brother, let's finish shopping quickly and go back."
"What are you afraid of? My cousin is such a good fighter. There are only a handful of people in the whole city of Chengdu who can beat her." Xie Shian was too lazy to queue up, so he took a string of money and exchanged seats with the person in front.
Wen Xingluo took the hot plum cake.
When the brother and sister were standing on the roadside eating plum cakes, there was a restaurant across the street.
Xie Guanlan was having a feast with his colleagues upstairs.
Fushan reminded, "Master, isn't that the young lady and the fourth young master?"
Xie Guanlan looked over.
The lights and shadows of the lanterns were in disarray. The girl was wearing a brand new peach-pink double-breasted jacket and skirt. The golden butterfly and kingfisher-inlaid hairpin on the edge of her bun reflected sparkling light.
She was holding a plum cake and talking seriously to Xie Shian. The winter night was quite cold. As she spoke, a small ball of hot air came out of her cherry lips. After not seeing her for many days, her originally delicate and plump face had lost some of the baby fat, revealing a pointed and white chin.
Across the bustling crowd, Xie Guanlan looked at her intently through the stained glass window.
His fingertips slowly stroked the amulet around his waist, as if gently caressing the girl's eyebrows.
"Wen Ningning..."
The young man opened his lips silently, his long, dense eyelashes casting shadows at the corners of his eyes, making it impossible to discern the emotions in his eyes.
As if sensing something, Wen Xingluo suddenly looked up at the restaurant.
Xie Guanlan subconsciously hid behind the window.
"What are you looking at?" Xie Shian tugged at Wen Xingluo's sleeve, "Look over there! The parade is back!"
Floating clouds and precious canopies, Buddhist music and Dharma sounds.
As expected, the parade and prayer team for the God of Winter came towards this side in a lively manner.
Wen Xingluo frowned slightly, "That's not right."
"What's wrong?"
"The parade's route is fixed; they can't turn back halfway. Are there two parades in Chengdu tonight?"
"No, there's only one every year."
As soon as Xie Shian finished speaking, the two of them looked at each other strangely.
Xie Shian grabbed a little Taoist boy and asked, "Who organized this parade of gods?"
"Of course it's the County Magistrate!" The little Taoist boy broke free from his hand. "My clothes are new, please don't tear them!"
Wen Xingluo had seen this little Taoist boy at Laojun Pavilion.
She glanced at the other Taoist children, most of whom were familiar faces in the local area.
She pondered, "That procession that Second Brother followed was probably fake. Fourth Brother, do you remember the letter Second Brother received earlier?"
"Ningning means, Prince?"
According to the date, the prince will soon arrive in Chengdu.
He and his second brother have a close connection. It is possible that he deliberately played tricks to lead his second brother away.
"Walk!"
Xie Shian no longer hesitated, took Wen Xingluo's hand and ran towards the direction of the fake parade team.
Restaurant across the street.
Fushan was confused. "It seems to me that something has happened."
Xie Guanlan didn't say much and turned around and went downstairs.
The other half.
Xie Yanchen was a fan of supernatural things. Whenever he saw a parade on the street, he liked to follow it. Tonight, he followed the fake parade for a very long way until he stepped into an abandoned ancient temple.
The procession of gods disappeared, leaving only the chariot with the throne fixed on it parked in the wasteland.
The person dressed as the Winter God Xuanming was still sitting on the throne.
Xie Yanchen couldn't see his face through the dark blue painted wooden mask.
Xie Yanchen glanced around and saw that there was nothing extra exciting to see. He couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment and turned to leave.
The man wearing the wooden mask suddenly let out a suppressed chuckle.
Xie Yanchen turned around in a daze.
The man stood up from the throne, with his hands tucked into his sleeves as wide as flowing clouds, and was looking at him quietly.
After hesitating for a long time, Xie Yanchen said, "Your green snake earrings are very beautiful."
"Thank you." The man said in a low voice.
He slowly took off his green snake earrings and walked step by step to Xie Yanchen.
He extended his hand and handed the green snake earring to Xie Yanchen, "This is for you."
Xie Yanchen's gaze gradually moved from the green snake earrings to the man's painted wooden mask.
The person in front of him was beautiful and strange, giving people a strong sense of danger and familiarity in this deserted ancient temple.
Xie Yanchen's face turned pale.
He did not take the green snake earrings, but slowly reached out and lifted the man's wooden mask.
What comes into view is a handsome face with a strong impact.
High nose, deep eyes, and a warm smile.
He is the crown prince of the current dynasty, Xie Xuchi.
Xie Yanchen's pupils shrank to the size of needles in an instant.
He stepped back.
Xie Xuchi played with the green snake earrings, and his dark black gold-woven wide sleeves and robe swayed gently in the cold wind. Even in this remote ancient temple, it was difficult to conceal the noble aura of the current crown prince as a superior.
He glanced gloomily at Xie Yanchen. "When we were young, you and I were best brothers. When the Master punished me by making me copy the Four Books, you stayed by my side. You promised that if I ever entered the Eastern Palace, you would serve as my Imperial Secretary, offering me advice and listening to the people's concerns, hoping I would become a wise ruler. Now, it's been a year since I was crowned Crown Prince, and why hasn't Ah Yan come to assist me?"
There was no joy of reunion in Xie Yanchen's eyes, only overwhelming fear.
He turned around and tried to run away, but his body trembled uncontrollably and he almost staggered before he could run a few steps.
But Xie Xuchi was always there.
He easily stopped in front of Xie Yanchen, glanced at his arm through his sleeve, and then tossed the pair of green snake earrings to him. "What happened back then wasn't my intention. I heard you no longer have any ambitions for the court, and only enjoy fiddling with these sinister things. This is a green snake I bought from Miaojiang at a high price. It's hibernating now, so consider it a gift from me to you."
"Stay away from my second brother!"
Xie Shian's voice suddenly came.
The wind whistled.
The young man's fist was fearless, it pierced through the night and hit Xie Xuchi's face fiercely!
Xie Xuchi turned his head away and took hold of his wrist.
The young man's inner strength is powerful and terrifying.
A sharp pain came from his wrist bone, and Xie Shian's face turned pale.
Seeing that Xie Shian’s wrist bone was about to be crushed, Wen Xingluo, who was lagging behind, ran in breathlessly, “Let my fourth brother go!”
The tender voice of a young girl sounds like the chirping of an oriole in the cold night, gentle and charming.
Xie Xuchi glanced at Wen Xingluo.
The girl held her knees, almost out of breath due to exhaustion.
She was about sixteen years old and very pretty, with dark eyebrows and a bright face. Her cheeks were stained a little red due to her rapid breathing. The pink satin gauze jacket and skirt made the girl look delicate and bright, like a hibiscus shrouded in spring mist.
Wen Xingluo raised his head and said in a hurried tone, "You...you let my fourth brother go!"
Xie Xuchi slowly and calmly let go of his hand.
Xie Shian held his wrist and screamed. Wen Xingluo protected him and Xie Yanchen behind him and looked at Xie Xuchi nervously.
Xie Xuchi looked into her eyes and said gently, "Are you Wen Xingluo?"
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