Steward Yang went down and instructed people to go outside the city to find a hill where people could bury people, dig a pit, and let the coffin shop transport the coffin.

He also ordered the body of An Yiru to be wrapped in a straw mat and wrapped in a white cloth, and when the people who went out to look for the mountain returned, they smuggled the body out and buried it.

The whole process, quiet, calm, calm.

It's as if the house has disposed of the carcass of a dog.

The only one present was Hexi, who stood in the courtyard of Ruyi Garden, watching as those family members rolled An Yiru in a mat, wrapped it in a white cloth, and then carried it out of Ruyi Garden.

"Where are you going to bury the Seventh Princess?" Finally, Hexi asked.

"Mrs. Huixi, at Wushan outside the North City Gate." Jia Ding replied.

Hexi didn't say anything more, and watched Jiading carry An Yiru farther and farther.

"Sister, goodbye." Hexi waved his hand to An Yiru in his heart, remembering the way An Yiru walked gracefully in the house in gorgeous clothes in the past, and tears finally fell.

This is the only person who shed tears for An Yiru after her death.

On the same day, Hexi left the house and went to sit in the opera garden for most of the day.

This is the first time she has left the house without telling Zhao Zheng.

For some reason, since An Yiru's death, Hexi has become inexplicably bold, and there is a kind of heroism that sees through the world without fear.

It was the porter who told Zhao Zheng about this, Zhao Zheng didn't say anything when he heard it, he knew that because of An Yiru's death, Hexi's heart was a little sad, only this time, he let her go.

There were no guests in the theater in broad daylight, and Hexi sat quietly at the tea table under the stage, looking at the empty stage, expressionless.

Suddenly, I feel that life is like this stage, when I am alive, I sit and sing, play and play, I am on the stage and lively, but once I die, it is this stage that has closed the curtain, empty and silent, and all the past seems to have never existed.

You see, Anyi is dead, but everything around him has not changed because of a person's death, and all people are still doing what they should do peacefully, even stingy with grief and refusing to give.

was in a daze, a person suddenly appeared on the stage, Hexi raised his head, and met He Meisheng's gaze.

"It's going to be a night show, so it's all going to be rested now." He Meisheng said to Hexi.

"It's okay, it's good to have a cup of tea." Hexi didn't expect He Meisheng to appear suddenly, although she really wanted to see him, but when she really saw him, she suddenly felt sad.

Hearing Hexi say this, He Meisheng had nothing to say, but he didn't leave, standing on the stage and quietly watching Hexi.

Hexi lowered his head and took a sip of tea to calm his emotions, "If Boss He doesn't dislike it, can you come down and have a cup of tea together?" ”

He Meisheng was stunned, did not refuse, and walked down the steps on the side of the stage.

Hexi personally poured a cup of tea for He Meisheng and handed it over with both hands, "Boss He, please." ”

"I'm tired." He Meisheng thanked him softly, took the tea, and took a sip.

It was the first time for Hexi to look at He Meisheng so closely, his eyebrows were clear, his skin was fair, and his hands were slender and slender, and he was a little more beautiful than a woman.

was watching, He Meisheng took out a hairpin from his arms, which was the one that Hexi threw on the stage when he watched the play that day.

"Madam, your hairpin has been kept below, it must be your beloved thing, I just want to return it to you at the right time." He Meisheng said and handed over the hairpin.

Hexi stretched out his hand and pushed it back, "This hairpin was given to me by my mother when I was 12 years old, I have worn it for many years, and I like it very much, but now, it has entered the hands of Boss He and has a fate with Boss He, and I didn't think about getting it back from the moment I threw it on the stage." ”

He Meisheng withdrew his hand and thought for a moment, "Then it will definitely be kept, if Mrs. wants to ask for it back one day, just open your mouth." ”

Hexi nodded.

"Madame looks sad today." After a moment of silence, He Meisheng said again.

Hexi's heart warmed, he actually cared about her emotions.

"When people live, they naturally have sorrows." As he spoke, Hexi's eyes turned red. I don't know why, when others don't mention this matter of sadness, it just doesn't matter, but when I mention it, there are suddenly more grievances and emotions pouring out.

"That's right, but I still hope that Madame can be as calm and breezy as usual." He Meisheng said softly.

As usual? Hexi looked at He Meisheng, he had paid attention to her before?

"In the past, I saw that Madame's face was indifferent and carefree, and I thought it was very good for you to be like that." He Meisheng said, smiling slightly.

In just a few words, Hexi has the feeling of meeting a confidant at the end.

But An Yiru committed suicide and she couldn't tell He Meisheng, despite this, He Meisheng accompanied her to say so many words, and her sadness finally had a source of release, and her mood suddenly became much clearer.

"If you have nothing to do, you will go back earlier, the opera garden is not as cold as the palace, it is too cold." He Meisheng looked at the empty theater garden at the moment.

"Boss He's wrong, the palace is actually colder than the opera garden." Hexi's tone was full of indescribable emotion.

The helplessness of the deep house compound, He Meisheng has sung a lot in the play, how can he not know it, but he didn't want to say anything, so he was silent and sat in the empty audience with Hexi.

It wasn't until noon that He Meisheng's junior brother came to call him for dinner, and He Meisheng said goodbye to Hexi.

Hexi sat alone for a while, then got up and left.

On the way back to the palace, Hexi walked very lightly, and the conversation with He Meisheng made her feel reborn. Joy and sweetness breed in the bottom of my heart, which is a mood that I have never felt before.

Xiu Gu watched from the side, the joy in the corners of Hexi's eyes and eyebrows was too obvious, she couldn't help but feel worried, and faintly felt that there was some inexplicable ambiguous feelings between Hexi and He Meisheng, but fortunately, they couldn't see each other often, which made Xiu Gu feel a little more at ease.

**

In Tengchong Courtyard, Zhao He was still by Shen Yuexi's side, she begged all morning, but Shen Yuexi never agreed to take her out for a walk.

Why not just stroll?

"We don't know where we're going, and we don't know how long we'll go, in case I like a place with the Seventh Master and don't come back for three or five years." Shen Yuexi said nonsense.

When Zhao He heard this, his eyes brightened, "Then you have to take me with you, I will follow you wherever you go." ”

No, no, no, no. Shen Yuexi just kept waving her hand and refused.

After grinding all morning, both of them were a little tired, so the lunch was particularly delicious.

After lunch, Shen Yuexi was drowsy, so she fell asleep on the couch.

Before falling asleep, she warned Zhao He not to mention the matter of going out with her again.

Zhao He pouted, also crooked on the couch, and after a while, he actually fell asleep.

Zhao Zheng watched them both fall asleep on the couch, smiled helplessly, and then went to the study with Lang Kuo to discuss the trip.

Lang Kuo knew the destination of this trip, but he didn't know why Zhao Zheng wanted to go to the frontier, and he didn't go directly, and the planned route went around in a big circle.

But Lang Kuo didn't ask much, he just needed to protect Shen Yuexi's thoughtfulness all the way.

But why can't Zhao He go along? Lang Kuo heard that Zhao He had been begging Shen Yuexi, he hoped that they could agree to Zhao He, anyway, they were going out to visit the scenery, and one more woman happened to be a companion with the Seventh Princess, why not?

But then Lang Kuo was shocked again, he had always cared about superfluous idle matters, why was he so concerned about Zhao He's affairs?

The answer naturally made Lang Kuo a little flustered, for so many years in the wind and rain, accustomed to being hard, cold, and emotionless, but since he met the thirteenth princess, he felt that something was wrong, although he seemed to not squint every time, but in fact, her was in his afterglow, he knew that she was peeking at her, he knew that she was watching him practice, he knew that she was rolling his eyes behind his back, and he could feel every look of Zhao He.

This feeling is flustered and sweet. Let Lang Kuo sometimes be in a trance, and when no one is around, when he thinks of Zhao He, there will be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

But he knew that he was asking for hardship, Zhao He was a princess, how could a princess marry a dart master?

When Lang Kuo fell into his own mess with Zhao He, the emperor had already agreed with the ministers of aircraft after the early dynasty to send a peace proposal to Beihu, and immediately drafted a document, so it was better to send someone to Beihu.

The princess of Heqin is naturally Zhao He.

Only then did the emperor remember that Zhao He was not yet in the palace, so he ordered someone to issue an order to summon Zhao He back to the palace the next day.

From the palace to the palace, it took a lot of effort, and before the time of Shen, the holy decree arrived.

In the edict, it was only written that Zhao He should return to the palace the next day, but he did not say what happened.

Zhao He was grateful, but he looked melancholy, he lived well, why did he let her go back to the palace? Her heart was a little upset, and she intuitively felt that what was waiting for her ahead was not a good thing.

Zhao Zheng rewarded the palace people, and after the palace people left, Zhao He took the holy decree with a displeased face.

Hearing this holy decree, Zhao Zheng had already guessed seven or eight points in his heart, and the emperor Xu felt Beihu's restlessness, and wanted to exchange peace for temporary peace in the frontier.

Despite this, Zhao Zheng could only sigh in his heart, as a princess, most of her fate was just like this, and she was used as a chess piece.

But what about yourself? How good can it be? Haven't you been converging your edge and living mediocre for so many years?

Thinking like this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're going back to the palace." Shen Yuexi walked beside Zhao He and said something to herself.

Shen Yuexi was also a little melancholy, she and Zhao He had been together for so many days, and they had some inseparable sisterly feelings, she felt suffocated for Zhao He, a place like the palace that makes people unable to breathe will really make people go crazy.

Zhao He had a straight face, "I have a hunch that when I return to the palace this time, you and I will be separated by the end of the world in the future." ”

Shen Yuexi was sour by Zhao He's words, but she still had to tease her: "What kind of nonsense is this, I can go to see you when you are in the palace, even if you get married in the future, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, I will go to you, how can there be anything from the end of the world." ”