In the middle of the night, Wei Zhuang lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He was quite ashamed.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Han Jun said softly outside the door: "Your Majesty, the female thief is out."
As soon as Wei Zhuang heard this, he sat up immediately, put on his shoes and walked outside. As he walked, he asked anxiously: "Is the little lady coming to take revenge on me?"
"No, she left the alley and walked north."
"What?" Wei Zhuang was a little surprised and asked doubtfully: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, the little woman doesn't come to me to take revenge, but instead goes to the streets?"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong, and said to himself: "Did he go out to buy weapons?"
Han Jun looked at him strangely and asked hesitantly, "Your Majesty, you have caught her, why are you still afraid of her revenge?"
"A handle?" Wei Zhuang smiled bitterly, "Who told you that this is a handle? This is the motivation for the little woman to seek revenge from me."
Thinking of that embarrassing and suffocating scene, he couldn't help but get a headache again.
A few hours ago, when the young woman and Han Jun were at war with each other and the atmosphere in the room was getting more and more tense, Wei Zhuang said something in desperation.
"If we keep arguing, I'll tell you what happened in the well. Then we'll both be embarrassed!"
He still remembered that after saying this, the scene became quiet.
At that time, Han Jun's expression was very confused, and the little woman's face was extremely ugly.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Hunjun, if you are a man, don't threaten me in this way."
Then, with a blushing face, he said, "Wait for me!" and went back angrily.
In this regard, Han Jun firmly believed that the emperor had caught the female thief.
Only Wei Zhuang himself knew that the little woman was really angry, so angry that she wanted to kill him.
God knows, he just wanted the two of them to calm down, and he didn't really want to say it out loud.
…
Out of inner uneasiness and curiosity, Wei Zhuang followed Han Jun's lead.
The little woman was still injured, so she didn't walk very fast. Wei Zhuang hid his figure all the way and soon caught up with her. After walking for about half an hour, the little woman turned a corner and reached another street.
As soon as you enter this street, Wei Zhuang feels like a new village.
The wide streets are lit with lamps every few dozen meters. Under the lamps are small stalls selling food with pots and stoves lit. There are also many pedestrians sitting and eating.
This is quite a "weird" scene. You must know that there is a curfew in this era. Even in a prosperous city like the Imperial Capital, people's nightlife is restricted and generally cannot exceed midnight.
But Wei Zhuang had no time to think about it now, because the young woman walked into a small alley.
Finally she stopped at the door of a compound.
The door to the courtyard was ajar, and the young woman pushed the door open and then closed the door.
Seeing this scene, Wei Zhuang frowned.
Visiting in the middle of the night?
The little lady shouldn't have such leisure, not to mention she is still injured.
"Your Majesty, do we want to go in?"
"Um."
"The humble one should go in first and explore the way for the Emperor."
"Wait a minute." Wei Zhuang stopped him and pointed to the wall next to him, "It's easy to be discovered if you go through the gate. Let's climb in."
"Um... Your Majesty is the Emperor. Is this appropriate?"
"Who stipulates that the emperor cannot climb over the wall? Stop talking nonsense and come and help me."
Han Jun was a little confused when he heard this.
Wei Zhuang gave him a helpless look and motioned for him to build a step with his hands and send him up.
Han Jun showed a strange expression when he understood, but he still did as he was told. With his help, Wei Zhuang easily reached the top of the wall, looked inside, and was shocked.
There was a big black dog tied up in the southwest corner of the compound. The black dog was lying on the ground and looking at him fiercely.
thump.
Wei Zhuang jumped back and said with great regret, "There is a black dog in the yard."
"Then I'll go ahead and deal with it."
"Xiao Han, don't be reckless and use your brain more."
"Please give me your advice, Your Majesty."
Wei Zhuang rolled his eyes and said, "Go to the roadside stall and buy some glutinous rice dumplings."
"Jiangmi dumplings?" Han Jun muttered doubtfully, walked out of the alley, and bought two of them after a while.
"Your Majesty, I bought it. You can eat it while it's hot."
"Xiao Han, don't eat it. I want to lend you your hair."
"Your Majesty, uh..."
Xiao Han looked at his short hair and felt a little sad. His image was not good-looking.
Wei Zhuang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, Xiao Han. I just cut off a lock of hair, but you are still a handsome man."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty..."
Then, Wei Zhuang divided Xiao Han's hair into two parts and kneaded them together with the two glutinous rice dumplings.
Looking at the "work" in his hand, Wei Zhuang smiled with satisfaction.
"Beautiful man, come here and help me."
Han Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, came over a little "coquettishly", held Wei Zhuang's feet with both hands and sent him to the top of the wall.
In the yard, when the big black dog saw someone, he immediately stood up alertly and let out a ferocious whine.
Wei Zhuang smiled and threw the two glutinous rice dumplings over. The dog smelled the scent of sesame oil and rice, sniffed and immediately stepped forward and caught it in one bite.
"Xiao Han, come up!"
Whoosh!
Han Jun stepped forward with his feet, flew up very lightly, and successfully grabbed the wall. Then he looked at the black dog with an astonished expression.
"Your Majesty, why doesn't this dog bark?"
"My mouth is stuck with glutinous rice dumplings."
"ah?"
"Haha, now you know your Majesty's methods, right?"
"..."
Han Jun frowned and tried hard to hold back a sentence.
He wanted to ask Wei Zhuang why the emperor would resort to thieves...
With a plop, Wei Zhuang jumped into the yard.
Han Jun just watched him follow the light to the outside of a room, then poked a hole in the window and squinted his eyes to peek.
Han Jun was a little worried, not for Wei Zhuang's safety.
But he was worried that Xu Shiyou would scold him after he returned.
Good guy, the emperor is the supreme king in the palace, how come he turns into a thief when he goes out!
The emperor has been led astray!
…
Judging from the decoration inside the house, it is probably a study room.
Sitting behind the desk was a man in his thirties, wearing a white robe and a shrewd look on his face. He was smiling and staring at the person opposite the desk - the young woman.
The little woman's eyes were cold, standing far away, frowning: "You sent someone to inform me that there is a meeting, where are the others?"
The man laughed and pointed to the stool next to him, "Sit down and talk."
"No, if you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."
"Haha, you are still so cold, but I like your aloof look."
Hearing this, the little woman's eyes turned cold, and she turned around to leave. At this time, the man spoke again.
"I heard how many businessmen came to your place?"
The little lady stopped and said coldly: "No."
"My people saw this with their own eyes."
"They got it wrong."
"Hehehe." The man smiled, "You talk like a child, so cute."
