The horse's ears were tied with small brass rings, and the saddle was placed. It came running with grass in its mouth and a brisk pace.

Han pulled the reins, touched the horse's face, and said to me, "Acquaintance, this is my brother." I call it an old horse, but it's only two years old. That's what we do. ”

The horse snorted at me.

I reached out and touched it.

Han said to the horse again: "This is my daughter-in-law, if you don't have grass to eat in the future, bite her, she will feed you turnips." ”

The horses cried out in joy.

Me: "............"

I had never seen Han after he left the court, and now that I saw him calling him brother to a horse, I seemed to be able to imagine his past.

How free-spirited......

Why did he enter the palace? Is it for the throne?

I was grieved again.

It takes half an hour to walk to the market, and it is much faster with horses.

By the time the horses arrived at the market, it was already noon. The early vendors in the market have finished their work, and there are many rotten vegetable leaves and chicken feathers on the ground, but the stalls are still very lively.

All you need to do is spread a piece of coarse cloth, put the goods on it, and you can start selling.

Han pulled me to the ticket number and exchanged the silver ticket for silver. The shopkeeper didn't seem to have expected that the two of us, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, would exchange such a large amount of silver tickets for silver.

Han whispered to me, "One thousand taels of silver, in an ordinary town, you can buy an entire market shop." But if it's a big city, you may only be able to afford a shop on the corner. ”

I nodded.

After taking the money, he led the horse with one hand and me with the other, and went to the tailor's shop.

I already have several clothes and don't understand why I'm having to make them again.

He chose the cloth, gestured to his chest, and said to the man, "A few inches bigger here." ”

How many inches?

I reached out and twisted his arm and glared at him.

He screamed in protest against my roughness.

He also joked: "This body can be worn for a long time, and we will have children in the future, and the clothes will be bigger, so we won't have to do it in the future!" ”

“…………”

Having a baby......

While he was giving the guy money, I took a step back, turned and ran out of the store.

I was completely unfamiliar with the market, and even though he showed me around from start to finish, I still didn't know how to leave.

I was dressed in cloth clothes and shoes, pretending to be a civilian, standing on a strange street.

There was a bustling crowd around me, and strangers looked at me. Loud voices poured in from all directions, one heavy after the other, as if mocking me for having nothing now.

I didn't even know I was pregnant, and I didn't even think about protecting my child.

It just disappeared inexplicably.

Did it really exist in my body?

I'm a little sad.

Why am I so pitiful, that God wants to take away everything I have in such a short period of time, piece by piece?

I stood in the middle of the street for a moment, looking around blankly.

The people around me were shopping and they didn't look at me anymore.

When I look at the vendors along the street, it seems that they all have straight faces, and they are all sad about life.

Am I too sensitive? Why suddenly, they are not happy.

It's not early, and the sun is about to go down again.

I suddenly became scared and regretted running out alone.

I tried to go back from memory to the tailor's shop, but I got lost even more.

Turning into an alley, listening to the noise getting farther and farther away, I crouched on the side of the street with my knees crossed, more and more dazed.

"Girl, okay, give me a copper plate." A beggar with pus on his face fell to the ground and picked up the fragments of the bowl with his severed finger.

"Don't come here!"