The night was dark, but the city was still brightly lit.
Xihe stood in front of the city wall, took two steps back and rushed forward, thumping his embroidered shoes on the wall twice, and jumped directly onto the wall several meters high.
Xiao Wu's eyes widened with a look of shock.
Xihe waved his hand at him, then jumped down, and his figure disappeared on the wall.
Xiaowu: "..."
In the city, Xihe turned a corner and suddenly bumped into a strong man's arms. She was startled and subconsciously stepped back, but someone grabbed her wrist tightly: "Jiang Yue!"
The voice was low, with undisguised anger.
Xihe: "..."
Facing the dim light, who is it if it's not Song Yu?
Her hair was messy, her breathing was unstable, and she was greeted by a hot air. It was obvious that she had been looking for her for a long time. Xihe felt a little guilty: "Brother...hey, what are you doing!"
She covered her chest and hid back, looking at him with a frightened expression.
Song Yu paused with her hands in mid-air, and finally wiped her face, worried: "Where have you been today? Are you injured anywhere? Everyone is worried about you."
Do you know how long I have been looking for you?
He didn't say this.
After discovering that she was fine, her anxious heart gradually relaxed: "Yue'er, don't do this next time."
As soon as he returned home in the afternoon, he found Mr. Jiang standing in front of the house and walking around.
After asking, I found out that the temple fair was over and the crowd was leaving one after another. As a result, this girl was nowhere to be seen.
When he heard this, his whole body felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar.
Then, without even changing his clothes, he got on his horse and ran out of the city. He followed the temple fair in circles and circles, and was almost arrested as if he were there.
Until I touched my eldest brother's yard just now, I knew that someone had entered the city.
Without having time to ask anything, Xihe hurried back on horseback... Xihe suddenly felt that he had reacted too much, and stepped forward to gently tug on his sleeve: "I'm sorry for making you worry. I promise, there will never be a next time."
Song Yu raised her head, stared at her for a long time, and nodded: "Yes."
The two of them went home and met patrolling guards on the way. When they saw them, they immediately scrutinized them severely and waited until Song Yu took out the token before letting them go.
When they got home, as expected, Xihe received a severe scolding.
Mr. Jiang was so angry that he pointed at Xihe and scolded her for being careless. Xihe sat on the chair with his head lowered and did not dare to say a word.
In the end, the old man was mentally exhausted and had to go back to his room to rest.
Xihe looked at Mrs. Xu, whose eyes were dim with tears, and said, "I'm sorry Aunt Xu, I won't be playful next time. Don't cry."
Mrs. Xu wiped her tears: "Miss, you scared me to death."
Xihe hurriedly begged for mercy, and then coaxed everyone to rest. When everyone rested in the room, he found Song Yu still sitting there. Xihe hesitated: "Brother, you should go and rest quickly."
Song Yu nodded and stood up: "Okay, you should rest early."
A dreamless night.
The next day, the imperial city returned to its usual bustle.
There are people in the tea house in twos and threes, and the vendors are pushing carts to sell their goods. It is like a scene of a prosperous time, but invisible undercurrents are flowing in the meantime.
Song Yu returned home early in the morning, and Mr. Jiang went out for a walk as usual.
Xihe dressed up and took the initiative to visit the Song Mansion for the first time near noon. Mrs. Song was talking to a few girls at the time, and was stunned when she heard this: "Let her come in."
Wearing a plain dress, her face is clear and dewy, and her black hair is only tied up with a silver hairpin.
When Xihe was brought in by the maid, Mrs. Song was stunned and looked at her blankly. Xihe knelt down and said, "Yue'er pays homage to Madam."
The eyebrows are lowered and the eyes are smooth, without any trace of the past beauty.
Song Wen from the second room first covered her lips and smiled sweetly: "Sister Yue, it's been a long time since I last saw you. How are you doing lately?"
Xihe smiled softly: "Thank you very much, Miss Wen, for remembering me. Everything is fine."
Raising his head slightly, he realized that there was an uninvited guest sitting in the room. Shen Piaopiao was also there. Xihe was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled. Unexpectedly, he turned his head to talk to Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song, who was stunned when she was disturbed by her, also came back to her senses.
Holding Shen Piaopiao's hand, with a smile on his face: "It's just a small effort. It's not worth Miss Shen's many visits to thank you. It's so polite."
Shen Piaopian smiled brightly: "Auntie, just call me Piaopiao."
"No amount of repayment for saving my life is enough. If it weren't for Brother Song, I probably wouldn't be here right now..."
Mrs. Song immediately blocked her mouth and pretended to scold her: "Children, please don't say such nonsense!" However, she was very satisfied with the Shen family's kindness and continued to visit from time to time. The more she looked at the girl in front of her, the more satisfied she became. .
She comes from a prominent family, and is the only legitimate daughter in the family, so she is much loved.
If this is...
Xihe sat in the room for a while, when her mother-in-law came in and said that the servants had something to report. Mrs. Song drove the girls outside the door and asked them to entertain Miss Shen's family well.
None of the ladies in the second room were stupid. After a few rounds, they understood what Mrs. Song meant.
Everyone gathered around Shen Piaopiao to greet her and say some pleasant things.
Xihe sat aside and saw that no one was paying attention, so he found an opportunity to leave. He walked around the yard with familiar roads and walked around to the center of the lake pavilion.
The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. The willow trees by the lake have sprouted and danced with the wind.
There is a Xuanqin placed in the pavilion, and several guards stand outside the pavilion. A man in Xuanyi is holding a white piece in his left hand and a black piece in his right hand, playing chess with himself.
Xihe walked over: "Song Mo."
The man looked back and smiled: "Second sister is here."
Xihe walked over and sat down on the opposite side, looking at the chessboard: "I'm no longer from the Song family. Why don't you call me second sister?" Then he asked, "How's the situation?"
Song Mo Congshan Ruliu said: "The prince is still in Xiangguo Temple, but his family has taken over."
"The people in the Duke's Mansion are not close to today. They point out that the family will have good results after the prince ascends the throne. He has been protecting the prince before, but something happened. How can he dare to slack off now? There are even people in the house. Not even an ant can get in."
Xihe hehe: "Didn't we go in?"
Song Mo: "...Second sister's methods are unpredictable, so naturally she is not comparable to others."
Xihe smiled and said nothing. Song Mo told her some of the happenings in the city, and finally said: "After this, the second uncle may ask the second brother to go to the border, away from the turmoil in the capital, and wait until the situation is stable. Go back to Beijing again. But."
Xihe looked at him and Song Mo curled his lips: "You will have no backer from now on."
Xihe rolled his eyes and thought he was boring. Didn't Song Yu know that he was a client? Does she need someone else to support her?
Of course Song Mo knows, but...
He smiled meaningfully: "But there are some things that a girl like you can't always do. So, sister Yue'er, are you interested in finding another supporter? Just think of it as a reward for treating my leg."
