Outside the Shili Xiang Inn, Zeng Yanqiao quietly brushed his hand, stretched his waist lazily, and asked, "Where is His Royal Highness the Prince taking me?" ”

For some reason, she woke up as if she had never had a cold, but felt comfortable and light.

Song Chiyuan poked out of her eyes pleasantly, his face was warm, the autumn wind and the slanting sun, reflecting the soft light on his face, the two of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, but they really looked like ordinary children's homes, standing on Huangyan Avenue, backed by wheat fields and soil slopes, looking up at Yangzhou City in the east, he said: "Go back." ”

"What's going on?" Zeng Yanqiao saw that the city gate was tightly sealed, and she said in the morning that she would not return today, why did she wake up and change her mind again, and her eyes were probing: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has a way?" ”

Song Chiyuan didn't say a word, raised his feet and walked forward.

Not far away, there was a person kneeling in front of the city tower, holding his hands high, holding all kinds of plates, crispy yellow date cakes, soup bean balls, thirty-three accompanying imperial eunuchs, twenty-four serving plates, and the rest of the people served aside.

More than 100 guards on the side of the city wall trembled and hung their heads.

At the beginning of the lantern, the golden light is glittering all over the ground, the brocade mattress is spread on the golden couch, the mattress is made of brocade, and the peony of the group blooms along the red line, the golden stamen and silver edge, and the birds fly to the forest.

There was a man lying on Luo Shu, his face was covered with a thousand silk brocades, there were two maids holding umbrella covers, Zhu Jin tassels were hanging down, the man was half-legged, waved his hand, signaling people to stay away from him, and as soon as the maid stepped back, he frowned again, "There is wind." ”

This is really difficult to serve, suffering the two maids, leaning forward, struggling to raise their hands to support the umbrella, until Gu Zhizhi on the side saw the people downstairs in the city from a distance: "Your Highness! Your Highness! Song Jingheng is back! ”

As soon as the brocade was raised, before it landed, Song Weige's figure had appeared in the corner of the railing, as far as the eye could see, it was a man and a woman under the city tower, and the woman walked in front with light steps; The man followed, standing upright and walking steadily. His gaze fell behind her, and dusk enveloped the two of them, lingering around the figures on the ground, glowing with a light circle of light.

Brother Song Wei turned over and sat on the wall, raised his knees, supported his arms, and did it in one go, so frightened that everyone behind him tightened up, for fear that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would fall, and it was not enough for this person full of towers to bury him!

The prince smiled on his lips, obedient and proud, just like the evening breeze wantonly, he rushed downstairs and whispered, "Long time no see." ”

Downstairs in the towering city, Zeng Yanqiao raised his head when he heard the voice, the previous time, the person was on top of her, this time the position was reversed, and the other party continued to have a condescending posture, which was really unpleasant to watch.

Song Chiyuan silently shook his head towards the city tower, Song Weige's eyes fell on him, and he looked at it for a long time, the two of them were dressed in the same way, and the woman's hair was tied... His gaze swept over the man's waist and raised his eyebrows, it seemed that the hair was not heard.

Zeng Yanqiao noticed his eyes, and bowed down with a light smile: "The folk girl has been beautiful and has seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

There is no fear between her eyebrows and eyes, she is dressed in cloth, no makeup, no decoration, supporting her delicate face, three points of stunning, Song Weige said, "This palace has not yet reported to its own home, where did you know that I am the prince?" ”

Zeng Yanqiao's posture was well-behaved: "Your Highness is rich and noble, you know it at a glance." ”

Song Weige listened to the flattery, and a sneer pulled out from the corner of his mouth, "You have a mouth that can speak." ”

Hearing this, Zeng Yanqiao's face swayed, and he was sullen in his chest, and he was silent. The evening breeze blew upstairs with the gorgeous robes of the people upstairs, Song Weige was vain, and was about to take a closer look at what made this woman different, when Feng Zi stopped lightly, just as if nothing was going to block his vision, he snorted a chuckle in his mouth, "Jing Heng wants to enter the city?" ”

Song Chiyuan raised his eyes, with an expression of "what nonsense are you asking", and said indifferently: "Since Your Highness is closed to the city, then come back tomorrow." ”

After that, turning around with a human posture, Song Weige didn't know how to do it, according to this person's temperament, if he was embarrassed again, Song Jingheng really wanted to leave, not only would he go, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to see each other again.

"Let them in." He let go, turned over and jumped off the fence, straightened out his appearance, drove down the city tower with a smile, and blocked the two of them from entering the door, and he was sure to see the woman real.

A woman who obsesses Song Jingheng.

Who would have thought, as soon as the city gate was opened, the merchants and beggars who had nowhere to stay outside the gate flocked in, and the ordinary people flocked in, and some led the horses and led the convoys, and the carriages and goods had to be inspected by the guards one by one, and their people and things could enter the city.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zeng Yanqiao waited outside the door, "This is what His Royal Highness the Prince said that the time is ripe?" So how will I deal with the prince then? What if he was going to take me away? ”

The picture of being kidnapped by Song Guanglin twice is vivid, and Zeng Yanqiao firmly believes that even Song Xiaowang dares to do something, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who does not take people seriously, can do it even more.

The twilight was dull, and Song Chiyuan's expression was uncertain.

"It's not time to go with him yet."

The glimmer of light in the city was exposed, and he only left a back, Zeng Yanqiao slowly recalled his meaning, meaning that he would let her go with others, but the time had not yet come. It was so, it was like that from the beginning, but the warmth that stayed on her forehead for a short time made her misunderstand for a moment.

The crowd is gradually decreasing, Zeng Yanqiao shook his head, shaking off his superfluous thoughts. Before entering the city, she looked out of the door, and suddenly missed the unruly little prince, but she couldn't help herself at present, and she had nowhere to stay, where did she have time to think about anything else?

Walking in front of the cold shadow is the best to be vigilant.

People who have nothing will only be at the mercy of others, and in the end they will have no value and become outcasts, and only self-help is the only way out.

"Then let's use each other, Your Highness."

A whisper fell in the autumn wind, like a whisper, the woman outside the city had a clean and innocent face, a little ignorant, and walked into the city, leaving the moon outside the city.

Suddenly, the wind rose, Song Chiyuan looked back at dusk, empty Luocheng Lane, there was only a mottled footprint left on the blue brick road, where is there still a woman's figure? The moonlight was slightly cool, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly searched around, but the two of them were dressed too ordinarily, and the countless backs of the countless people who rushed in the door, which one was her?

She's gone.

He had a thought in his heart, and when he turned around, someone in the city had been waiting for a long time, and said with a smile: "Jing Heng," and poked his eyes out, "You are alone?" ”