"parking!"
Wuhen immediately stopped the carriage and asked respectfully: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Xiao Yan cast his gaze on Luo Yao, "Get down!"
"..."
Luo Yao didn't react for a moment and looked at him blankly.
Xiao Yan's thin lips moved, "Do you want me to throw you away?"
"You asked me to go back to Prince Li's Mansion with you, and now you ask me to go down. Are you seriously ill?" Luo Yao asked angrily.
"You are not worthy of riding in the same carriage with me, get off!"
Luo Yao laughed angrily. She opened the carriage curtain and jumped out, "I'm not shy about riding with you."
As soon as Luo Yao got off the carriage, Xiao Yan signaled Wuhen to continue walking.
The carriage drove away from them, throwing up a cloud of dust towards them. Xiangxue quickly protected Luo Yao and took a few steps back.
"Miss, do we have to walk back again?"
It takes half an hour to walk back to the palace from here, and now is the time when the sun is at its worst, so Luo Yao's health is not good and she can't bear it.
She sighed helplessly, then thought about the box she found from Lan Qin's room, "It's out anyway, why not find a locksmith to help us unlock it."
"I know there is a good locksmith ahead of me. I will take you there."
"Um."
Xiangxue led Luo Yao through the sun-scorched streets, and came to a locksmith shop covered in sweat.
Luo Yao stood at the door, raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, and couldn't help complaining in her heart: What evil did I do in my previous life? In this life, I came to this place without air conditioning. It's so hot in the summer.
Xiangxue stood beside her, fanning her with her hands and looking up into the locksmith's shop.
"anyone there?"
The people in the shop soon heard the sound and hurried out, "Come on!"
The person who came was a middle-aged man in cool clothes. The man had a towel around his neck. His exposed dark skin was covered with beads of sweat. He looked at them with a simple smile.
"What do you two girls need?"
Xiangxue came forward with the wooden box, "We want you to open the lock."
The man patted his chest confidently and said, "It's not difficult to open a lock. I'm the best at it."
"Then it'll be hard work."
The man took the wooden box and immediately changed his face when he saw the lock on it. "This lock is a bit rare. I have been a locksmith all my life and this is the first time I have seen it."
"Can you drive it?" Luo Yao asked.
"Let me try."
The man returned to the shop with the wooden box in his arms, dug out a pile of lockpicking tools and tried to unlock it.
After burning the incense, the man, sweating profusely, looked at them apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I can't open your lock."
"Why?" Luo Yao asked again.
The man pointed at the rusty lock and said: "Ordinary locks are so rusty that they can be broken open by any hammer or hammer. I don't know what happened to your lock. I have tried all my methods and it just can't be opened." Come on, go find someone else!"
After speaking, the man returned the wooden box to them.
Xiangxue took the wooden box and looked back at Luo Yao, "Miss, what should we do?"
"Are there any other locksmiths in town?"
"besides."
"Let's find someone else to try."
The two braved the scorching sun and walked through the streets of Pingdu, looking for all the locksmiths in the city, but no one could open the lock.
Luo Yao was so tired that her legs were numb, so she stood in the shade of a big tree and wiped her sweat.
Xiangxue helplessly looked at the wooden box and paintings in her arms and asked, "Miss, we can't open the lock anyway, shall we go back first?"
"It can only be this way.
The weather was so hot that Luo Yao could only go back first and think of a solution later.
She took a step forward filled with resentment and was suddenly hit by a staggering figure. When she came to her senses, an old man with white hair was lying at her feet.
When passersby saw the situation here, they came over curiously and watched Luo Yao's master and servant discussing with the old man on the ground.
"what's up?"
"It seems they knocked someone down."
"That man is motionless. Could he be dead?"
"Dead people——"
When they heard about the death, the onlookers immediately pointed at Luo Yao and Yao.
Xiangxue hurriedly explained, "We didn't hit him, he hit him himself."
"How could I hit you on purpose when I'm so old?"
"How could the little girl learn to lie at such a young age?"
"that is."
"..."
For a moment, everyone believed that it was Luo Yao and the others who killed the old man on the ground.
Luo Yao was too lazy to argue with them and hurriedly came to the old man's side to check on the old man's condition.
The pulse is disordered, the breathing is weak, the lips are chapped, and there are symptoms of dehydration.
It's heat stroke!
She raised her eyes and looked at the crowd of people watching, "You guys should spread out, stop crowding around."
"Why do you want us to disperse? Are you planning to take advantage of us to leave so you can run away?"
"that is."
Luo Yao: "..."
After all, the people here have the same moral character as Xiao Yan, but they just don't want to trust people.
She stood up and said seriously: "This old man has suffered from heatstroke. If you surround him like this, he will only die faster."
"Dad, dad——"
A man rushed past the crowd and came to the old man's side, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
When the onlookers saw the old man's son coming, they were filled with indignation and told the man everything they saw. The man glared at Luo Yao angrily.
"Why did you knock down my dad?"
"..."
have to!
Here comes another unreasonable one.
Could this be the folk custom of Xilin?
Luo Yao held her forehead and was too lazy to answer him. She waved her hand to Xiangxue to explain to him.
"Sir, you misunderstood. It was not us who knocked down your father, but your father himself, and then he became like this."
The man stood up angrily and walked to Xiangxue, "My father is lying here, and so many people are watching. Do you still want to deny it or not?"
"Yes! We have all seen it, and we can all testify." The onlookers immediately agreed.
Xiangxue's eyes turned red, "It's really not us."
The man grabbed Xiangxue's wrist, pointed at her nose and shouted: "You are not allowed to leave, and you must pay the money quickly, or I will make you pay with your life."
"Get your dirty hands off!"
Luo Yao turned around, with a calm but powerful chill all over her body, which made the people who were chatting away dare not say any more, and the man was also choked for a moment.
When the man came to his senses, he hurriedly said, "You, you guys knocked down my dad, are you still reasonable?"
Luo Yao pinched the acupoint on his wrist and removed his hand, "First of all, it's not certain whether the old man on the ground is your father. Secondly, let me say it again, we did not knock down this old man."
"Ouch--"
The man grinned in pain and angrily yelled, "You, let go of me, you knocked down my dad, do you still want to hit me now?"
Luo Yao curled her lips and sneered, letting go of the man's hand.
It was just a heatstroke, how could it still stump her?
"I can cure this old man and prove my innocence." Luo Yao said.
"People are like this, how do you treat them?" the man asked.
