When you can see the capital from afar, it is dusk.

Under the sunset, a group of cars and horses came out of the suburbs of Beijing and slowly moved towards the direction of the city.

The men, each armed with long swords and riding one horse, guarded the only carriage in the procession, and as they walked along, the horse's hooves kicked up dust, but they did not complain.

The one who opened the way was a resolute-faced, vaguely noble soldier, who was at the forefront of the march to negotiate with the defenders, but on the horse behind him was a girl in plain clothes, shrunk in the arms of the horseman, and was looking up in confusion.

This girl is He Qianwei. She is still young, she can't stand the fatigue of the boat, and she basically sleeps all the way, but she is very energetic today, and she can't stay in the carriage. Mama Chen coaxed her to stop, so she had to ask the chief of the guard who escorted them to Beijing to carry the people to the horse and walk slowly, and she also got out of the carriage and walked next to the horse He Qianwei was riding.

Left and right also arrived at the outskirts of Beijing, there is no need to strictly guard against the carjacking of the bandits, and the saint also said that there is no need to rush to the road but to tire the nobles, and the chief of the guard simply responded.

All the way forward slowly, the outline of the capital is becoming clearer and clearer, the behemoth standing on the plain is silent, allowing the red glow of the sky to climb every inch of green bricks, a few figures shuttle between the light and shadow and the city wall, in a trance is no different from the Wancheng of the past.

He Qianwei saw this scene on the horse, suddenly clapped her hands, reached out to grab the reins again, and lowered her body to talk to Mama He who was walking aside.

"Mama," she said with a vague joy, thinking that her voice was very small, but in fact everyone around her could hear it clearly, "are we going home?" ”

Mama Chen was stunned when she heard this, and followed her gaze to the capital.

For children who don't remember, the walls of Wancheng are about the same as those in the capital. She couldn't tell the difference between the two, and she didn't know that she was already far away from home, but when she saw the scene in the capital that was too similar to what she had seen in the past, she felt that it was time to go home after taking the carriage for so long.

Mama Chen also remembered the memory of the former general carrying the young lady back to the city.

The general's surname is He, and his full name is He Xiuzhu. He is a wanton and chic person, and he likes to live happily in his life, and it is common to ride a horse through the long night, but if he has a daughter by his side, he will release the reins and let his horse go slowly.

In the past countless evenings, He Qianwei was held in her father's arms, traveled all the way from the outskirts of the city to her home, and listened to many anecdotes.

It was almost the most dull but the best day.

Mama Chen missed it in her heart, but she smiled gently on her face and said softly, "Yes, I'm going home." ”

From today on, the capital should be He Qianwei's home. Wancheng is afraid that he will never be able to go back.

He Qianwei became excited when she heard this, twisted her body to dismount, and Mama Chen hurriedly hugged her into her arms and talked to her patiently.

"What about Daddy? Did he come back too? He Qianwei asked, clenched her palms into fists to give herself strength, and pretended to be fierce: "My mother has been so sad recently, he must have provoked it!" If you don't come back to apologize, I'll teach him a good lesson for my mother! ”

Earlier, General He's body was not recovered, and when the tomb was set up, Jiang Liuwan couldn't bear to tell her daughter the truth, and only said that her father went out to inspect and asked He Qianwei to stay in the yard and not run around.

Jiang Liuwan thought that no one would pay attention to the whereabouts of a child in the chaos, and it would be good to hide it for a while, but he didn't know that the situation deteriorated later, and he could only put on armor and temporarily lead the city defenders, and finally returned to the heavens.

"The general is busy." Mama Chen said softly, "Didn't Madame just tell Miss?" She is going to help the general, and she will not be able to come back for a while, so let the young lady be obedient. ”

He Qianwei flipped through her memory and remembered that there was indeed such a thing, so she nodded obediently and agreed, hugging Mama Chen's neck and no longer making trouble.

During the conversation, the convoy approached the city gate, and the chief guard dismounted and was about to enter the city, but he saw the soldier in the lead standing crampedly aside, his movements stiff.

He twisted his eyebrows, suppressed the words in his heart and did not speak, but looked at the other party's eyes, and immediately stood up straight and cramped.

Mama Chen, who was slower, caught up and wondered why they were like this, when she heard a "Mengzhi".

Mama Chen was stunned, hesitated and turned to face the visitor, her lips chattered and she didn't say anything, but He Qianwei happily raised her hand and waved again: "Aunt Qing!" ”

"Hey." Qingyu stepped forward and responded with a smile. Seeing that He Qianwei was full of energy, she was carrying her heart back into her stomach, approached Mama Chen and patted each other comfortingly, and said, "The little master is waiting above." ”

Qingyu's eyes drifted to the carriage leaning against the city wall without a trace, and when Mama Chen showed a clear look, she reached out and took over He Qianwei, who was wrapped in a ball, and said with a smile: "Is Miss Wei tired?" Aunt Qing will take you to the carriage to rest for a while, okay? ”

"Do you have pastries?" He Qianwei asked.

"Yes, it's specially prepared for the girl, and it suits the taste!"

He Qianwei said, "Then I'm going to rest." After speaking, she lay on Qingyu's shoulder and didn't move, looking at the two of them in exchange for a helpless smile.

Qingyu approached the carriage with He Qianwei in her arms, and the young man next to Hou opened the curtain and asked Qingyu to stuff the girl in her arms.

He Qianwei entered the carriage, and at first glance saw a row of delicate pastries on the small table in the car, and at the second glance, she saw a teenager leaning on a few books to read.

The young man was dressed in a snow-white fox coat and held a book in his hand.

He heard the movement at the car door, so he put the scroll on the small table and sat up straight to look at He Qianwei.

"You ......" He Qianwei was the first to speak, frowning and staring for a long time, and suddenly realized: "Your Highness! ”

The young man's outstretched hand hesitated for a moment, then withdrew it and pulled a brocade handkerchief from his arms, pulling He Qianwei to his side and sitting down through the fabric.

He asked, "Remember me?" ”

"Remember to remember, my father and mother have told me several times, and I will definitely not forget it!"

Xiao Zaiyang was a little silent when he heard this. The prince, who had not yet learned to control his emotions, turned his face and didn't dare to look at He Qianwei again, but just pushed the plate with pastries in front of her, and said vaguely: "Eat." ”

Although He Qianwei was curious about Xiao Zaiyang's attitude, when she saw the plate of pastries, she threw her confusion out of the clouds and ate happily.

There was silence in the carriage for a moment, only the wheels twisted and turned, slowly heading towards the palace.

He Qianwei ate to her heart's content, and after a while, she felt her mouth dry and raised her head to look around.

Xiao Zaiyang, who hadn't moved for a long time, understood what she meant as if he was paying attention, and helplessly slapped away the little girl's messy hand and poured her a cup of tea himself.

He Qianwei drank all the tea, and when she got tired of eating, she stopped touching those pastries, and leaned back to support her chin and pretend to be dignified to secretly look at the decoration in the carriage.

The carriage is not obvious on the outside, but it is indeed extremely luxurious inside, all of which are made of high-quality wood, and covered with a thick layer of soft cushions, and even the carriage curtains are specially made of tribute brocade, which is not only breathable, but also can block the view of outsiders.

He Qianwei couldn't tell what kind of material it was, she only felt novel, so she stretched out her hand to grab a corner, but in the end, she was attracted by the excitement outside the window.

The capital is located at the foot of the Son of Heaven, people come and go very prosperous, Wancheng has never had these lively. He Qianwei leaned to the window and looked at it for a long time, but finally remembered Wancheng again.

The new thing that was quite surprising just now suddenly lost its meaning, He Qianwei returned to her original position and sat up straight, staring at Xiao Zaiyang in a daze.

Xiao Zaiyang looked at He Qianwei and continued to read after seeing that she was having fun by herself. At this time, he turned another page, and just as he was puzzled why there was no movement, he heard her low voice come from: "I want to go home." ”

The hand holding the scroll tightened.

"I want to go home." He Qianwei approached Xiao Zaiyang's side, tugged at his robe pitifully, and repeated, "Mother asked me to wait for her at home...... If she knew that I had come to His Highness secretly, she would have disciplined me. ”

He Qianwei still didn't understand why she hadn't seen her parents for a long time, but she knew that the place where Xiao Zaiyang was was not Wancheng.

She heard others mention that Xiao Zaiyang is the current prince, and the prince lives in the capital.

When she was a child, she lived in the capital with her mother for a long time, but she only grew up to four or five years old, and followed her parents all the way to the frontier.

There is no Xiao Zaiyang in Wancheng, and she does not belong to the capital.

When Xiao Zaiyang heard this, he slowly smoothed out the crumpled pages, turned his head to stare at He Qianwei silently, and rubbed her face vigorously for a long time: "Didn't Aunt Wan still say that you should accompany me more?" I can't do anything waiting for her at home, but I can accompany me by the way while waiting in the capital, Aunt Wan must be very relieved if she knows that you are coming to me. ”

"You seem to have a point...... "The child has always thought that one play is one play, He Qianwei quickly changed her mind under Xiao Zaiyang's deliberate guidance, and nodded thoughtfully, "Then I can also play with you in the capital for a while!" But when my mother comes back, I'm leaving, and I won't stay here anymore, no matter what you say. ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Zaiyang replied, thinking that it would take a while...... Well, after all, I can't hide it for too long, and it seems that I have to think about how to comfort her in advance.

He fell silent, collected his mood, and went back to thinking about what the little girl would like.

There are 3,000 beauties in the emperor's harem, but there is only one son born to the late Empress Yuan. As for the injuries of the other Pang clan relatives who died as early as when they seized the heir, most of the ones left behind were sent to the fiefdom, not to mention, and none of them were the same age as Xiao Zaiyang.

In order to make up for the lack of companionship with his peers, the emperor chose Xiao Zaiyang to study with him early, but he never dealt with girls; Now that he suddenly faced He Qianwei, he inevitably felt at a loss.

After all, even if they can barely make up a little bit of childhood friendship between them, it is not countable.

However, I heard a few little things about the young sister in the family. But I didn't listen to a word absent-mindedly at the time, so why don't I go back to the East Palace and ask them again?

Xiao Zaiyang's heart turned sharply with countless thoughts, but in the end, they were all put on hold because of the stop of the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, he made a gesture to lead the little girl behind him, but He Qianwei hid his hand: "I'm already a big girl, I can go by myself." ”

Xiao Zaiyang felt that she was unwilling to be too close to herself when there were many people, and her heart was strained. However, he remembered the rule that men and women were not seated at the same table at the age of seven, and Fang felt that he was too negligent.

In the end, Xiao Zaiyang recruited Mama Chen, who was following behind, to lead people, and turned around and walked towards the soft sedan car parked not far away.