She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

In line with the idea of ​​respecting the elderly and loving the young, after seeing the figure at the window disappear, Ah'an said something to the ceremonial manager and waited there for the little girl to come down and take her forehead ornament.

Standing in the corridor, just avoiding the glaring sun today, Ah'ao raised her head slightly and took a look at the post station.

Look at what the little girl is wearing and the pattern on her forehead ornament... Ah'an slowly stroked the silver engravings with her fingertips and seemed to be able to feel the bold craftsmanship.

They were not Han Chinese, but judging from their recent situation in the city, they looked like Hu merchants.

This post station also happened to be the reception venue planned by the provincial government's Ministry of Rites.

Ever since Heng Zhi recovered from his illness, he has been busy with official duties for a few days. All matters, big and small, have been thrown at him. Qin Shengguang helped to handle official duties for too long when he was injured, so he deserved a long vacation and had already moved back home from the court.

Chu Hui declined all official duties on the grounds that he was exhausted from the loss of his wife, as if he was sincerely watching Hengzhi busy from top to bottom.

Perhaps Chu Hui was aware of his identity being exposed. His black-clad subordinates had not returned and there was no news. He handed his seal of dispatching the prefecture to Hengzhi, who accepted it without saying anything.

Each of us has a scale and a mirror in our hearts, but we just don't want to make it clear now.

Therefore, the Si Li wrote a document to report the selected post station and banquet venue for Heng Qi's approval, and A'ao was even present at the time.

However, the Hu merchants also came from many different sources. So far, only six or seven small countries have been able to trade with Da Chong in a friendly manner. Most of them can be clearly distinguished from the Han people in Da Chong.

Soon, the little girl followed a young man and came to greet Ah'an.

The reason why he is called a boy is because his cheeks are round and full, his eyes are clear, and he is completely free of any worldly air.

It’s just like… just like when I was horse racing in the Fog Ridge before, and the grass leaves were blown freely by the wind.

A little wider is the grassland.

Even if you have never been to the grassland, you can feel it when you see these two brother-sister-like people.

Wait, grassland?
A'ao was suddenly shocked by the thought that popped up in her mind. If it was a grassland, then the only possible place would be Youbei.

Youbei and Dachong have not traded with each other for ten years. If someone from Youbei appears here, it means...

"Sister, sister!" Luo Ya called out several times before she brought Ah's wandering mind back to her senses.

Following her was her brother Hu Gui. He held his sister's hand and politely said to Ah-yi, "Madam, I'm sorry I hit you. Thank you for accepting my lady's forehead ornament."

Ah-yi was startled and quickly returned the things to the owner, "It's okay, it's okay."

Luo Ya took it with a smile and asked, "So all Han women are as pretty as you!" The little girl's eyes sparkled as she looked at Ah's with joy, "This trip was really worth it!"

"Don't be rude." Hu Gui's expression froze, fearing that she would say something wrong next. He interrupted Luo Ya with a low scolding, and then, with the courtesy of the Han people, he bowed and said gently, "I'm really sorry, my lady. My young lady is young and her words are not appropriate. I hope I didn't offend you."

This young man is strange.

Ah-yi smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything excessive, so how could she be offended? Even though the customs in Dachong were much more conservative than those in Hudi, being praised for being beautiful would not be considered an offense.

But he is indeed a very polite person, and it is rare for him to be so steady at such a young age.

"I came to Da Chong with my boss to do business. I dare not neglect the safety of the young lady and leave the inn for too long. If there is a next time, I will definitely give you a banquet to thank you. I will take my leave today."

When he suddenly returned and took a look, he felt that Ah'ao had a different temperament and must be of an extraordinary identity.

Seeing that she had just looked at him, he thought she was a smart person and it would be difficult to have too much dealings with her, so he hurriedly bowed and left with Luo Ya.

While being dragged by her brother, Luo Ya turned around and said to Ah Yi, "Beautiful sister, see you next time!"

Ah'ao was completely confused by these apologies and goodbyes. She stayed there for a long time without being able to figure out what was wrong with these two people.

But the auspicious time ahead cannot be delayed any longer. Even if there are doubts in one's mind, one has to hurry up and get down to business.

It was not until she returned to the main courtyard in the evening that Ah'ao remembered the incident again.

"Do you think Chu Hui realized that his plan has failed?" A'ao was tired after a whole day, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling of the gauze curtain, and suddenly asked.

At that time, Hengzhi was still reading the approval documents of state affairs under the dim light.

Even though Ah's voice was not loud, Hengzhi could still hear it clearly through the two screens. "He should have thought of this when Liu and Wei were imprisoned. But there is no need to hold out for too long. Once the limelight of the Hu merchants opening the market has passed, we should deal with his collusion with foreign enemies."

Half of his face was enveloped in the candlelight. He was immersed in official documents in the night, yet he looked calm and composed.

A'an climbed up from the bed, leaned against the screen, and watched quietly.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Hengzhi didn't look up, but he knew where she was and what she was looking at.

Wuyan shook her head, only to realize that he seemed unable to see, so she walked over and sat across the table. "I was thinking, different trades are like different worlds, you are really suitable for making decisions."

The pen stopped writing immediately, and Ah-yi folded her arms and leaned over the table. Heng-qi followed suit, pushing aside the papers on the table and also leaning over as if to relax. "How do you see that?"

As she shook her head, her long, smooth hair fell down, landing on her shoulders and hanging on the table. Ah-yi sighed, "If I had to sit at the table and read documents for a whole day, and then go home in the middle of the night and continue reading for ten days, I couldn't bear it."

As if he had not expected Ah'ao to say such a thing, Hengzhi chuckled lightly with a sigh.

The candle flame nearby flickered sharply.

Before they knew it, the distance between the two was only as close as a candlestick.

This is just a long and thin table, which can hardly be called a table. Ah-yi used it to write couplets a few days ago.

I forgot to move the round table and replace it with another one. Hengzhi didn't mention it, so I just used it.

They were so close that the fabrics of their clothes were rubbing against each other under the table. What was the difference between this and sleeping in the same bed?

As Ah'ao thought so, her eyes involuntarily fell on Hengzhi's chin.

Thanks to the dim candlelight, each other's outlines were blurred. A kind of tenderness that wanted to cut the candle in the west window together immediately filled the whole room.

The last time we were as close as two sparrows, with our feathers sticking together, I still have a vivid impression of what happened in the end.

"What are you looking at?" The tone was not a question, but rather inexplicably lower. Hengzhi followed her gaze and he really relaxed.

Looking at her eyes, all the fatigue from running around all day came up, and the peaceful atmosphere made me almost sleepy.

"I'm thinking." Ah-yi murmured, and then she suddenly had an idea and changed the subject, "I've actually forgotten the feeling of lips and teeth touching each other."

In fact, it can't be considered as intentional mischief. It's just expressing what's in my mind without thinking.

This was a moment that called for lies. Hengzhi almost froze.

A's eyes were boundless, and ripples appeared on the clear lake surface. The bell in her heart began to ring, and the lingering sound continued.

His throat rolled over, and Hengzhi almost didn't realize that he had said something ridiculous under the influence of the lingering sound, "One more time?"

"Do it again?" Ah's voice was almost low as she repeated his words.

She was more anxious than anyone else.

The waves are huge and the wind and rain never stop.

A'ao had never loved anyone in her life.

So when a strong desire emerged in her heart, wanting to see someone and getting used to having someone by her side, this subtle change began to make her examine her own heart.

From being tricked by Hengzhi into staying in Kezhou to becoming a fake couple as promised.

Wuling and Dangshan.

Trekking through mountains and rivers to trace its source, the night when Hengzhi shielded her from the wind in front of his horse, her heart was like a candle, moved by the wind.

Mr. Huai once said that the word love is as unsolvable as a tricky situation.

Only when you are really deeply involved in it, you will understand what twists and turns are. It is hard to find a heart that is hard to find, just like the heart that cannot solve the chess game, it is just as sad.

Huai Chengbai said meaningfully that once you understand the mystery of the chess game, you will fall in love with chess as if you were falling in love.

Ah-yi is the worst at playing chess in her life, and she still can't do it now.

But Huai Chengbai was wrong. Now that he was caught in the web of love, he truly realized what it meant to be unsolvable.

As the other party pulled him, he gradually retreated, leaning against the cold wall, with the window that blocked out the night next to his ear.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the movements of a few rabbits kept in the yard, and the grass is rustling.

The person in front of her had already put down his pen and was now holding his hands around her waist.

Hengzhi leaned forward slightly to accommodate her height.

Ah'an listened attentively.

As soon as she exerted force with her hands, she felt the shackles around her waist.

As if to point out her distraction.

The body suddenly shrank back and hit the wall, and the lips that were pressed against each other separated in an instant.

A chill suddenly hit, and Hengzhi took advantage of the victory to pursue, not giving Ah's wife a chance to regret. He soon met her again and was once again involved in the battle.

To capture a city, you need patience.

Gentle teasing leads to repeated success.

Hengzhi slowly held Ah'an in his arms and embraced her in the closest possible position.

Wrists around wrists, foreheads against foreheads.

Glass bell, rich amber.

The wine that Hu Shang had was not strong enough, but he was overjoyed to get her approval.

The violent storm in the heart falls on the red lips, restraining the frivolity and moistening everything like the spring rain.

The shadows falling on the window lattice are intertwined and quarreling.

Hengzhi restrained himself and moved away a little, giving Ah-yi a chance to catch her breath. Her cheeks were as red as pomegranate flowers, brighter than the one painted on the fan she dropped when they first met.

So just as he lowered his head again, and his sincere tenderness was about to break, Ah'ao held his strong arms.

The string of her spiritual altar was almost broken, and when she was on the verge of death, A'ao finally remembered the important matter.

Hengzhi raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on her.

"I have something to say, today on West Street... um."

Perhaps some people haven't realized how alluring her lips, which are already red and plump without any rouge, are at this moment.

Hengzhi touched her lightly with his fingertips, as if he wanted to get closer but was too shy to do so, so he became hushed, "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

Ah'ao felt that even if she was carried away today, she still had to talk about business.

"No. Today on West Street, I met a brother and sister. They didn't seem like ordinary businessmen... Are you listening?"

Ah'ao looked again and saw that Hengqi's eyes were dark in the small space, as if he had been caught in heavy rain.

"Listening."

This is just bluffing.

His warm palms continued to gently stroke A's back.

The line from the shoulder and neck to the concave part of the spine.

"A'ao." Even when she just said her name, between the movement of her lips, A'ao was also bewitched by the strangeness of the spell and scripture, and fell straight from the spiritual platform to the world of mortals, "A'ao."

It sounds like a sigh, but also like soft whispers in the corridor.

Forget it, just a heartstring, if it collapses, let it collapse completely.

Ah'ao put her arms around Hengzhi's neck and used her fingers as a pen to continuously write the words of the two people with his names.

Heng, zhi.

The highest goodness in her mind is just this.

(End of this chapter)