Because he was handsome, people always gave him some preferential treatment. Xiao Rong found that he had even forgotten this. After all, when he was in the Zhenbei Army, everyone was very respectful to him. But outside the Zhenbei Army, there were only two kinds of people: his own people and the enemy.
Now he is no longer Xiao Situ of King Zhenbei, and no one looks at him with hatred anymore. He is just an ordinary man who is exceptionally handsome. People make way for him in the queue, the waiter will give him an extra side dish when he eats, and the girls soliciting customers at the door of the cosmetics shop will smile secretly when they see him, and then insist on giving him a free handkerchief.
Look, this is Xiao Rong’s life.
He can live smoothly wherever he goes. Although he has a lot of shortcomings, he is truly God's favorite. He is arrogant, narcissistic, and selfish. This is normal because he has lived like this all his life. People are naturally nice to him, and some things that are worth cherishing in the eyes of others are not worth mentioning in his eyes.
Xiao Rong has changed a lot, but how can human nature be changed so easily? Qu Yunmie is still a stubborn person, and so is Xiao Rong. Once he has made up his mind to do something, he will definitely do it. If he is not allowed to do it, he will think about it all his life and keep trying to do it.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, or whether it has any meaning or not. Life is not an answer book. There are no absolute answers and no teacher who will give you a grade. After all, what others say is just theirs, and your own feelings are your own.
Xiao Rong needed a journey to make himself feel at ease, nothing more. No matter whether he wanted fairness or wanted to get his own life back as he said, or deeper, he wanted to test whether he and Qu Yunmie really could not live without each other. Their feelings were so deep that even if one of them became an emperor, it would not change anything. Thousands of words were reduced to two words - peace of mind.
He just wanted peace of mind. …
He stayed in this city for three days, and then he went to the next city. He walked eastward, and the end was the East China Sea. Xiao Rong had no obsession with the sea, and he didn't know whether he would walk to the seaside.
The second city was not as beautiful as the first one. It was relatively poor. Xiao Rong couldn't find a restaurant to eat at. The best food here was served in a brothel. On the first floor, you could watch girls singing and dancing, and the second floor was a private reception area.
Xiao Rong wandered around the city for a day and finally found that there was really no other place to go. Adhering to the principle of being here anyway, he finally went into this brothel, which could be regarded as an opportunity to broaden his horizons.
Xiao Rong's appearance caused a sensation among the girls as soon as he walked in. The girls were willing to give him money, but Xiao Rong looked at the madam warily and said that he would not go to the second floor. He would just eat some food and watch the dance on the first floor.
The girls felt a little regretful, but still did as he said. There were a lot of girls dancing today, and they all worked very hard.
Xiao Rong took a bite and looked around. He had to admit that it took some skill for this troupe to become a local landmark. Even in the eyes of a professional like Xiao Rong, the girls danced very well.
As he watched, his body began to itch and he wanted to jump too.
Amid the lights and feasting, Xiao Rong's eyes gradually became blurred. Through the group of dancing girls, he seemed to be able to see what he looked like standing there.
But, is it just him?
Of course, it was only his own. He was arrogant and picky, and didn't want others to regard him as an ordinary actor. But the fact was that as long as he danced, everyone would look down on him.
So he can't have a partner or an audience, he can only dance for himself, at least that's the case here. …
After the dance, Xiao Rong put the money on the table and left. He went back to the inn to sleep, and left this boring city early the next morning.
He continued walking eastward. Halfway through the journey, a strong wind suddenly blew up. There happened to be an inn not far ahead, so he stayed there.
There was a strong wind and bad weather. Xiao Rong was trapped here with nothing to do, so he started reading.
At the age of fifteen he developed the good habit of reading, and thanks to this habit he was able to adapt himself in the ancient times.
The wind was howling outside, making the windows shake and bang. It was a bit cold by the window, so Xiao Rong sat on the bed. After a while, the waiter came in and brought him hot water and dinner. He told him not to worry, saying that there were strong winds here every year, but the house was strong and there would be no problem.
Xiao Rong smiled, gave the waiter some money, then walked over to wash his hands and sit down to eat. Alone.
What's wrong with eating alone? Xiao Rong used to be able to travel alone and eat hot pot alone. He did the same thing a few days ago. Why did he start to feel something was wrong today?
Xiao Rong looked around, couldn't figure it out, so he ate a few more bites, then took a shower and went to bed.
It was windy outside during the day, but it stopped blowing at night. However, the soundproofing of this inn was not very good, and the snoring from the next room kept drifting towards Xiao Rong.
The waiter was used to this sound. He was sitting on the first floor, propping up his head and dozing off. When he heard footsteps coming down, he looked up dazedly and found that it was the young master. The waiter stood up immediately, not at all annoyed by being disturbed in his sweet dream. He just looked at Xiao Rong with concern: "Young master, where are you going so late?"
Xiao Rong was carrying a huge bag on his back, and it was not easy for him to keep his balance, so he tried to be brief: "Too noisy."
The waiter was stunned and said quickly, "Then I'll change you to a quieter room."
Xiao Rong shook his head: "Forget it, I'm leaving."
When I opened the door, the whole yard was filled with bright light. The wind had dispersed the clouds in the sky, and the moonlight today was exceptionally bright.
Xiao Rong looked up at the moon, then went to find his horse, put the bag on the horse, and led the horse out.
This inn is quite artistic. The owner is an old man. His family has been running the inn here for generations, so the yard is well maintained. There are grape vines inside the yard and fig trees planted by themselves outside the yard.
Xiao Rong led the horse out of the yard, and a man under the fig tree suddenly woke up. His first reaction was to climb the tree immediately, but this was a fig tree, and a relatively short one, only about ten feet high.
I guess the tree broke as soon as he climbed up.
Xiao Rong looked at Qu Yunmie in astonishment, and Qu Yunmie looked back at him awkwardly.
Everything was silent, except for the horse behind Xiao Rong who could not read the atmosphere and snorted in annoyance. The others lay quietly on the roof, hid behind rocks, and some, relying on the darkness, simply closed their eyes and mouths and blended directly into the darkness. …………
How many days were they separated, six days, seven days?
Xiao Rong: "...I thought you were in Chenliu."
Qu Yunmie stood there in silence.
Xiao Rong loosened the reins and took two steps closer: "Have you been following me all the way? Do the Prime Minister and the others know about this?"
Qu Yunmie: “…”
He replied without confidence: "No one has come to see me anyway."
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