"fine."
Lu Xingjian chuckled softly and simply said, "Wait here."
Then he moved toward the shop.
Su Wanwan stood there, watching his tall and slender figure disappear into the distance, her heart filled with happiness in that instant.
Her future husband is so handsome, so gentle, and so considerate.
Only after his figure disappeared into the crowd did she casually look around at the shops.
Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, though unintentionally.
The hairs on my body immediately stood on end.
She focused her gaze in that direction again, but could no longer find that sharp, arrogant look from before.
My heart started pounding wildly.
The image of the horse seller outside the horse market outside Xuanfu City came to mind.
Balsborot!
The third son of Dayan Khan of the Northern Desert!
Could it be him?!
What is he doing in the capital?
revenge?
Assassination?
Su Wanwan dared not let her guard down. She gave the guard beside her a wink and turned to walk towards the teahouse across the street.
Balsbolot may not recognize Lu Xingjian, but he will definitely recognize her.
Recently, news has surfaced again about the appointment of an empress.
If Balsbolot discovers Lu Xingjian's whereabouts, the consequences will be unimaginable.
She had to distract Balsboroth.
There weren't many people in the teahouse; most were people who had come to rest and have some tea after a long day of shopping.
Su Wanwan didn't ask for a private room, but instead found a table by the window in the lobby on the second floor and sat down.
Inside the teahouse, someone was singing opera with great intonation.
Su Wanwan pretended to drink tea, but her eyes kept glancing out the window and at the entrance of the teahouse, looking for any suspicious people.
However.
Before she could notice anything unusual, the door to the private room not far away opened, and several young scholars walked out.
Surrounded in the middle was none other than Yang Zhen, the eldest son of Grand Secretary Yang and a great scholar.
Yang Zhen sensed the gaze and looked over at Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan had no choice but to pick up her teacup and turn her gaze away, pretending not to recognize her.
"What, Miss Su, do you want to emulate Mu Guiying and take command?"
Suddenly, the somewhat awkward Mandarin of the guests at the next table startled her, causing her to choke on her tea.
The man at the next table gave a soft, cold laugh that sent chills down one's spine.
Su Wanwan coughed incessantly, her eyes reddening. Turning her head, she met a pair of sharp, arrogant, slender eyes.
It was Balsbolot, who had once tried to abduct her but had fallen into her trap.
He was wrapped in a dark fox fur cloak and wore a fox fur hat, which covered half of his wheat-colored face.
Without listening to his accent, you couldn't tell he was from another ethnic group.
In fact, even if he took off his hat, it would not be easy to distinguish him from a Han Chinese.
"Your Highness, you have come all this way to the capital. Is there anything important you need?"
Aren't you afraid of getting arrested again?
Barsbolot narrowed his eyes and smiled in a chilling way: "Miss Su, our business isn't over yet."
Su Wanwan tried her best to remain calm and not let the other person see her fear.
"What business does Your Highness wish to discuss?"
Ding!
Balsbolot placed something wrapped in cloth on the table in front of Su Wanwan.
The object was heavy, and when it hit the table, it made a powerful, muffled thud, which was very intimidating.
Su Wanwan was so frightened that her body trembled as she stared at the thing in front of her, her expression somewhat dazed.
The entrance to the private room not far away.
Yang Zhen was chatting with his friends, but he kept glancing at Su Wanwan out of the corner of his eye and frowned slightly.
In fact, after meeting Su Wanwan at Danyanlou that day, his father had a special talk with him that evening, using tactful language.
However, he was instructed to focus on the imperial examinations and not to be distracted.
He said it was a major life event for him, and he would consider it after the imperial examination.
In reality, it was a warning to him not to have any unnecessary thoughts about Su Wanwan.
He couldn't help but scoff at his father's unfounded worries.
He was a renowned scholar, so why would he be interested in a widow?
Moreover, she was a widow with a bad reputation.
Scholars value their reputation most.
Unexpectedly, after running into Su Wanwan at home on the first day of the Lunar New Year, his father talked to him again, subtly hinting at something.
She was afraid that he might have feelings for Su Wanwan.
ridiculous.
Su Wanwan is indeed quite attractive.
But Yang Zhen prided himself on being arrogant and learned, so how could he judge people by their appearance?
Recently, everyone has been discussing the rumors that Su Wanwan is about to become the new empress. There are also rumors that Xie Tanhua once went to the Su family to propose marriage, but was forced to give up the idea.
But then he saw Su Wanwan sitting casually in the teahouse, talking to a man at the next table.
That's incredibly foolish!
If her identity is recognized and rumors are spread that she had a secret rendezvous with a man at the Lantern Festival, she'll be in big trouble again.
The rumors about her and Gu Ziyu had only been suppressed for a short time.
Do you not care about your reputation at all?
As fellow disciples, and having also become sworn sisters with her stepmother, Yang Zhen felt it necessary to offer her some guidance.
However, she saw herself but pretended not to.
He didn't need to go up and specifically remind her; that would be impolite and would easily attract attention.
Su Wanwan reached out and tore a corner of the cloth covering the object on the table, revealing five dark iron pipes.
Su Wanwan's fingers trembled involuntarily.
She had never seen this thing before, but she could guess what it was.
Five repeating guns!
It is also called a five-gun or a five-row gun.
This was invented by the Korean musket manufacturing department, and the Great Liang Dynasty has not yet had the capability to manufacture it.
It is very lethal.
She had seen it in the memorials she reviewed for the Empress Dowager Zhou.
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