Now that the eighth prince said this, how could Zhao Mocheng not know? When he saw the letter, although he was very excited, he also saw that what was said in the letter was not completely sure and there was no evidence.

But so what? There are too many real and false things they have gotten over the past few days, but Zhao Mocheng is unwilling to let go of any clues, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must seize it as soon as possible!

Therefore, Zhao Mocheng didn't say much about the Eighth Prince's argument, but just waited for the Eighth Prince's tea, and when he looked up again, where was Zhao Mocheng's figure? He could only sigh helplessly, and hurriedly ordered left and right, keeping up with Zhao Mocheng's pace.

The dawn of the morning sprinkled on the Suzhou Creek, and the vendors along the entire Suzhou Creek were already busy, shouting and shouting.

Song Qingyuan, who was pampered in the house before, actually got up early for the first time, holding the steaming steamed bun he had just bought, and knocked on Yun Xiaoshuang's door excitedly.

"Xiaoshuang Xiaoshuang, don't fall asleep, wake up. I brought you hot buns, and the vendor told me that his buns sell the best on the banks of the Suzhou Creek! I waited in line for a long time to get it, you must try it, but don't sleep again! ”

Song Qingyuan praised the bun in his hand with a smug look on his face, he had really tasted it just now, and it tasted really good.

Although there are inevitably small vendors touting exaggerated ingredients, he believes that Yun Xiaoshuang will definitely like this taste too, and if he can exchange a few buns for Yun Xiaoshuang to be happy, it will be absolutely worth it.

But the strange thing is that no matter how Song Qingyuan knocked on the door and spoke, there seemed to be no movement inside. Gradually, the smile on Song Qingyuan's face also collapsed, and was replaced by a look of doubt.

"What are you doing here, this guest officer? The girl in this room went out an hour ago, I don't know what you look like, right? ”

When the shopkeeper passed by, he reminded him so "kindly", and even showed a gloating smile on his face. They opened an inn, and countless people came and went every day, and naturally there were situations like Song Qingyuan and Yun Xiaoshuang, where Lang had affection and concubines had no intention.

A discerning person can see at a glance that Song Qingyuan must be interested in Yun Xiaoshuang, and naturally he can know that Yun Xiaoshuang is probably not interested in Song Qingyuan at all. Otherwise, how could he leave his lover and leave it alone, go out early in the morning, and cause him to wait at the door for a while?

Song Qingyuan's face was a little dazed, if it was said that an hour ago, then it was calculated, I am afraid that Yun Xiaoshuang went out not long after he went out, could it be that he deliberately avoided himself? Such a guess made Song Qingyuan feel uncomfortable, and then pretended to be calm and glared at the shopkeeper.

"The little second brother reminded him so kindly, to put it bluntly, why be so cynical? Thank you for the reminder, these buns are a thank you gift, so you can keep them and enjoy them slowly. ”

Song Qingyuan stuffed the bun into the arms of the shopkeeper as if he was angry, and the shopkeeper was naturally happy to nod again and again. Song Qingyuan didn't bother to hear the hypocritical and flattering polite words, so he walked away, almost forgetting to ask the shopkeeper Eryun Xiaoshuang in which direction he was going.

At this time, Yun Xiaoshuang had already been wandering on the street for a full hour, the reason why she went out so early was simply because she thought about it at night, and she couldn't sleep at all, and as soon as it was dawn that day, she already wanted to go out.

In the land of fish and rice like Suzhou, even in the morning, there are many girls from the water town holding a boat to pick lotus flowers, singing melodious and tactful Suzhou tunes, with the gradually increasing crowd on the street, which has a unique flavor.

"Little girl, stop for a bite to eat, right? I've seen you pass by my stall three times, and if you don't come to eat a bowl of noodles, you'll be hungry. ”

The noodle seller smiled kindly, and stopped Yun Xiaoshuang, who was still a little confused, and said this. Yun Xiaoshuang looked up at the signboard in front of his noodle stall, and could see that it was a time-honored brand, no wonder when he passed by for the first few times, it was full of guests and friends, and there was no shortage of customers.

The other party's warm invitation, Yun Xiaoshuang's stomach also rang out in a timely manner, if she still wanted to refuse, it would only be more embarrassing, Yun Xiaoshuang had to scratch her head shyly, and came to the stall and ordered a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

"Uncle, how long have you been running a noodle stall at this alley?"

Wiping the fine beads of sweat on her forehead casually, Yun Xiaoshuang couldn't help but inquire like this.

Now the people who visited the morning market are gradually going home, and there are not so many customers at the noodle stall just now, so the uncle did not ignore Yun Xiaoshuang's words, but personally served the noodles to her, sat down beside her, and opened the conversation.

"The girl is not a native of Suzhou City at first glance, right? My Zhang Laosan's mutton noodles have been sold for more than 20 years, and in this Suzhou City, everyone knows about it. ”

Hearing that the uncle was so proud, Yun Xiaoshuang seemed to be infected by him, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. Having your own livelihood like this, getting up early and operating late in Suzhou City, although it is a bit hard, it should be happy in the end.

But in the next second, Yun Xiaoshuang realized that something was wrong, and the originally delicious Yangchun noodles were suddenly a little difficult to swallow, he looked up at the uncle in front of him, and asked a few more words cautiously.

"Uncle, you say I don't look like a local? So since you've been selling noodles for so long, why don't you think about it again, have you ever seen someone like me before? ”

Yun Xiaoshuang didn't come up and told the other party that she had amnesia and was looking for her previous memories, for such words, Rao is an unfamiliar person, it sounds like Yun Xiaoshuang has a bad brain, what nonsense is she talking about.

So she could only try to pay attention to the wording and try to ask as normal as possible, the uncle listened to what Yun Xiaoshuang said, tilted his head and thought about it, and just shook his head helplessly.

"I really don't hide it from the girl, if you have been a customer of my noodle stall, even if you have only been here once, I will definitely remember it. I, Zhang Laosan, don't have any other skills, except that this bowl of noodles is good, but I have a good memory. Otherwise, you just passed in front of me a few times, how could I remember it so clearly, not to mention that I was so busy just now, you say? ”

The more Zhang Laosan spoke, the more proud he became, although he was humble enough to have no intention of boasting, but now that he was more confident and proud, the more lost Yun Xiaoshuang became.

Is it really meaningless for me to come to Suzhou subconsciously? Originally, I thought that there should be a lot of fragments of my memories scattered in the huge city of Suzhou, and as long as I worked hard to find them, I could find them.

And now it seems that he is too naïve, and I am afraid that there is really no such easy thing in the world.

Because he didn't know how to explain to the other party what he wanted to do, Yun Xiaoshuang couldn't answer the other party's question for a while, in Zhang Laosan's opinion, he thought that Yun Xiaoshuang was staring at these vendors on the side of the road.

"If you are new to the girl, and you are not looking for someone, do you also want to find a livelihood by the Suzhou River? That's simple, in our Suzhou city, as long as there is a craft, people will not starve to death. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang didn't expect that the other party would misunderstand what she meant, and she wanted to open her mouth to refute, but as soon as she looked up at the lively scene on this street, Yun Xiaoshuang suddenly hesitated.

"Can I really? If I had a stall of my own and did a small business, there should be more people coming and going, and I would be able to find more clues, right? ”

Thinking like this in her heart, Yun Xiaoshuang suddenly had a little confidence, but this old junior didn't hear clearly what Yun Xiaoshuang meant by the clue, and was a little confused, but Yun Xiaoshuang had already happily put down the bowl and thanked him repeatedly.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Zhang, I will come to eat your noodles in the future, and thank you for your suggestions, I think I should really do something, instead of just waiting stupidly like this every day."

Yun Xiaoshuang suddenly felt like a chicken blood, although she lost her memory, there were some things that seemed to be engraved in her bones, such as her sensitivity to medicinal herbs before, and then she gradually remembered that she made some extraordinary medicinal food.

Although she didn't do it much along the way, the people who had eaten it still had a lot of praise for her medicinal diet, and Yun Xiaoshuang had also received a lot of high praise, the most common thing was that the medicinal diet she made was not common, and it should be very popular.

After thinking about it like this and having a goal, Yun Xiaoshuang was busy with her medicinal food stall all day, so that when Song Qingyuan found her, the sun had already set.

"Yun Xiaoshuang, I've found you, where have you been all day? Do you know that Suzhou City is so big, there are so many people, and you don't go back to the inn alone, so I'm very worried, what if you encounter danger? ”

Song Qingyuan stepped forward nervously, pulled Yun Xiaoshuang's sleeve and asked very seriously, Yun Xiaoshuang looked back and saw that the person who came was Song Qingyuan, and he was even a little disappointed, thinking that he had really met someone who had known him.

"What's the danger there, I'm not a kid again! Well, that's why I'm away for the day, but it's not early today, and I'm tired, so if you really don't have anything else to do tomorrow, come and help out at my dinner stall. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang said this calmly, waved her big hand, and pointed behind her.

Song Qingyuan looked at the stall that had just been set up, and was really taken aback, when did Yun Xiaoshuang plan to come to Suzhou Creek to be a small vendor selling dinner? She didn't even discuss it with herself.

Looking at Song Qingyuan with a surprised look, he was still frowning nervously, I was afraid that he had something to stop him. However, Yun Xiaoshuang didn't intend to let him speak, and hurriedly packed up the newly purchased things, and patted Song Qingyuan on the shoulder.

"Do you have any questions to ask tomorrow, I want to go back to rest, can you go?"