The scent of osmanthus in August, the hibiscus noodles in October.
The so-called one city, one territory.
The nobles of the royal capital are playing among the hibiscus flowers, and the seven cities in Mengzhou that are filled with wind and sand are already covered with snow particles.
Lu Anran was walking on the main street of Mengdu. The cold wind seemed to blow off the curtain on his head.
She lowered her eyebrows slightly, as if she was blocking everything around her. She walked slowly and slowly, with fine gravel and wind and snow covering the road, leaving a footprint every step of the way.
The wind leaked through the fingertips, and the cold wind was biting. The pads of the fingers pressed the note in the palm, but it seemed to burn the skin of the fingers.
"King's capital, people are here."
These four simple words made Lu Anran take a deep breath of cold winter air. It spread from the throat to the heart and spleen, refreshing the whole person and filling the lungs.
I also ignored the contact's sarcastic words: "The eldest lady of the Lu family, the apple of the eye of the master of Mengdu City, Commander Lu, will also deal with low-class people like me, and is a rare visitor."
When he reached the intersection, Lu Anran suddenly stopped and was blocked by a wall of people in front of him.
If possible, Lu Anran would have taken a different route to go around, but the person she was looking for was across the street where the human wall was located, in the row of houses behind.
The sound of wooden wheels rolling stone slabs penetrated people's whispers and jumped into Lu Anran's ears.
Wheel, wheel...
One sound, two sounds, not like knocking on a stone slab, but like knocking directly on the heart, giving people a dull thunderous roar for no reason.
Lu Anran raised his chin and looked forward through the curtain hat. A prison van was slowly approaching. Then, people's voices became more impassioned and inexplicable curiosity.
"She's a female prisoner. Is this... the death penalty?"
"You don't know! This woman murdered her husband!"
"How to say?"
Lu Anran just wanted to wait quietly for the prison car to pass by, and then she could complete her purpose of coming out today. After all, she didn't have enough time.
It just happened to be the opposite.
Most of the officers escorting the prisoners to death felt that the woman's crime was so abhorrent that they actually stopped in a crowded place so as to give the neighbors a chance to throw vegetables, leaves, and rotten eggs.
Therefore, those rumors kept breaking into the ears of Lu Anran who was careless.
"She poisoned the groom to death during the wedding night."
"He's really vicious. He's quite slim and presentable. I don't think he's capable of such a thing."
Lu Anran glanced at the female prisoner's body trembling uncontrollably due to the cold under her thin prison clothes. She didn't understand how poisoning and body shape were related in the eyes of others.
"Tsk, it's a disaster at first glance, bah."
"That's great. According to our Mengzhou laws, murdering your husband will result in being burned."
"It's easy to burn her to death, but let her hook up with others."
"How do you say this?"
"I heard..." The speaker was an old woman in her fifties, her brows were dancing with excitement and she was frothing at the mouth. "She had a concubine outside. On the wedding night, she took advantage of the groom drinking too much to have sex with her concubine... This is not allowed. When you find out..."
In the middle of the break, the old woman lowered her voice mysteriously. Lu Anran did not hear it, but it was enough for her to think of a series of human tragedies.
At this time, the prison van finally started moving again. As he passed by, Lu Anran raised his head and met the red eyes of the woman in the prison van, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Um?
What is the taste?
Lu Anran rubbed her nose, and someone beside her took the initiative to answer her questions.
"Did you smell it? It smelled like a fox just now!"
"I heard that it was this scent that confirmed that she was the murderer. I can't help but believe it."
The prison car left, and the people gathered here dispersed and rushed to the execution site together. The crowd was excited, as if they were rushing to an ancient and prosperous time.
Lu Anran started walking again, and came to a room in this row of houses with familiarity. He knocked on the door three times, thinking silently in his heart for more than ten breaths, but there was still no movement, and stretched out his hand to push open the black door.
The skylight suddenly illuminated the inner room, and the room that was dim and smelled strangely because the doors and windows were closed seemed to be injected with a little life.
Lu Anran waited for the smell to dissipate before stepping in and kicked something.
