She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Hengzhi’s guess was indeed correct.

After a long journey in the early morning, the dusty convoy entered the city tiredly along with all the citizens entering the city.

In order to return to Youbei as soon as possible as required in the King of Youbei's reply, and more importantly to bring his sister back safely, Hu Gui discussed with Rui Luo and decided to take the risk and pass through Kezhou.

The summer heat this year was unusually high. In fact, if we were to return in the name of a caravan, we should have returned by the end of August.

When the guard asked about it, Rui Luo answered familiarly that it was because many of the guys had suffered from the heat and had to rest for a while, which delayed their return.

He then gave the forged Yuzhou document to the guard, and was able to pass the checkpoint smoothly.

It is already mid-September. If we delay here for a while longer, we will face more uncertain risks. If my father has the idea of ​​raising an army, I still have time to go back and tell him in detail what I have seen along the way and the situation of the court officials of Da Chong.

The inn where they stayed was unusually noisy today. Hu Gui sat in the lobby, holding a cup and looking at Luo Ya sitting next to Ge Yun with displeasure.

After returning, I must explain everything to her mother and transfer Ge Yun as soon as possible.

This would save him from having only one sister and having her cheated out of everything.

People came and went, passing through the corridors and halls. They didn't seem to be staying overnight, but more like they were preparing to celebrate something. Red silk was already hung on the treetops.

Hu Gui gave Rui Luo a look, and Rui Luo understood and stood up and went to the counter.

"Brother, is there any happy event in the store in the next few months?" Rui Luo smiled and put a handful of copper coins on the table, "Give me some small dishes to cheer me up."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!" The waiter called out to the kitchen, then turned around and answered Rui Luo's question, "There will be a happy event in our store tomorrow. The son of the Han family in the city is getting married. The bride's family is far away, so she will get married in our store."

So that's how it is.

Rui Luo said "oh" in understanding, and saw out of the corner of his eye that his prince put the cup down on the table.

"If you want to see the excitement, the Han family will come to pick up the bride tomorrow morning." The waiter showed a happy face and took the opportunity to show off, "You may not know this, but our store is also where the wife of the Marquis Zhao got married!"

"I see."

After expressing his gratitude, Rui Luo returned to the table.

"There are so many people here and there, so I'll warn everyone not to leave the inn unless necessary tomorrow." Hu Gui said in a low voice with a normal expression.

Outside under the tree.

"No, this is the wrong position, move it a little to the right." Ruzui changed into clothes that were convenient for working, rolled up his sleeves and directed the innkeepers to hang the wedding silk under the tree.

"Sister Ruzui, please take another look to see if it is straight." The waiter asked, climbing on a high branch, holding the remaining part of the wedding silk.

This tree is quite old, tall and steep. Ruzui is a little afraid of heights, and he felt terrified just looking at it, so he quickly took two steps back to see the new position.

His foot bumped and he lost his balance, his body leaning backwards. He vaguely felt that he was leaning on someone, so he subconsciously opened his arms to support himself, and managed to avoid falling down despite his staggering.

Turning around, he saw a beautiful girl. He was afraid that they had bumped into each other and hurt each other, so Ruzui quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't see the girl. Are you hurt?"

The girl was wearing a white dress and holding a jar of wine in her hand.

Seeing that she was standing on tiptoe, Ruzui thought that he must have hurt her by stepping on her just now, so he wanted to take her jar so that he could squat down and relieve the pain.

But unexpectedly, the girl snatched the jar into her arms, shrank back, and looked frightened.

Ruzui was also stunned for a moment.

The girl just whispered "It's okay" and walked quickly into the hall.

How strange.

"So, why do you think this is happening?"

In the clothing shop, Ruzui happened to meet A'an and Zhou Saozi who came to pick up their wedding dresses and tiaras, and he told them everything.

"It's a bit strange." Ah'ao held a wooden box, opened it to take a look, and then closed it and put it away. "But if you say that he is too shy, then it's understandable. If we can't find any evidence, then we can only think too much."

Right.

Ruzui has always had the habit of overthinking. If not, he wouldn't be able to detect that something was wrong with He Yong.
But now this is a little girl, weak and frail, so maybe I am really thinking too much.

More importantly, I prepared for my boss's wedding in advance, and I got busy with it, so I gradually forgot about this matter.

Until late at night.

Everyone will go there after they finish what they are doing.

There were a lot of things going on at the Han Mansion, and Zhao Zhuo and Zheng Da were still busy. Mrs. Zhou couldn't bear to see Fusheng tired from following the adults, so she took the baby back to take care of him.

Ruzui also worked hard for a long time and went back with them.

Ah'ao sat alone in the courtyard of the inn, going over the procedures for tomorrow's wedding ceremony in her mind, tapping her fingers on the table, her eyes fixed on the festively decorated tree.

As I was thinking about it, I felt a little bit stuck.

Last winter, I was also surrounded by such a beautiful scenery, thinking quietly about my future at night.

Just like a newlywed bride tomorrow at this moment, the lights in the house flicker and her heart is uncertain.

There was heavy snow in Kezhou at that time, and the branches were covered with a thick layer of silver. It was much colder than it is now.

In the blink of an eye, it’s almost been a year.

"Boom-"

A sudden noise disturbed Ah's immersed recollection. A plump chestnut fell right next to her hand, coming from nowhere.

Ah'an looked around everywhere, but saw no sign of anyone.

Who is throwing chestnuts here in the middle of the night?

As she was too lazy to look for it and decided to just try fishing for it, Ah'ao's eyes turned and she turned back to kneading the chestnut as if nothing had happened.

half an hour-

Another one fell on the table, but this time it was not quite accurate, and it rolled several times before landing next to Ah-yi's hand. According to this direction, her bet was correct.

A's sitting posture was following the trajectory of the first chestnut falling, blocking this direction.

The trajectory of the second chestnut shifted, which proved that the person who threw the chestnut did not change position. He avoided her back and threw it through the gap between her shoulders.

Ah-yi pinched the two together and looked at them carefully in the moonlight. She could almost smell the sweetness and the faint residual warmth of the sugar-fried dumplings.

"Here it is."

A voice that coincided with A's guess sounded, she curled the corners of her mouth and turned to look back.

A man in a brocade robe sat on the wall under the moonlight, with his legs propped up, holding a handful of chestnuts in a paper bag.

"You are so grown up, yet you still do such childish things." Ah'ao raised her head slightly, skillfully cut a slit in the chestnut shell with her hand, and with a light squeeze, the flesh came out of the shell intact.

"As soon as I returned to the mansion, I saw that the house was deserted, so I couldn't help but look for my wife who was busy with official duties. I didn't see her for three autumns, and wondered if she missed me."

Hengzhi seemed to be in a good mood and had no intention of coming down. He just said a few witty remarks lightly, trying to improve his reputation as a dandy and dissolute man.

Ah-yi crossed her arms and pretended to be in deep thought, "Sanqiu. I remembered it wrongly. We had fried buns and shredded chicken wontons in the East Market that morning. It must have been a fleeting romance."

Hengzhi rested half of his face on the back of his hand and laughed softly.

Ah'ao went back and sat down without moving.

He jumped lightly, patted his clothes, walked over and sat down next to her.

"There happened to be a shop open when I was leaving, so I bought these for you." A bag of chestnuts was pushed in front of Ah'an, and the next moment, the broad and slender hands picked up two and peeled them consciously.

"How do you know I like chestnuts?" Ah'ao took a bite and felt the sweetness immediately spread between her lips and tongue, making her feel relaxed and happy.

Heng Qi glanced at her and said, "Have you forgotten? During the winter hunt, who asked me to roast these dried fruits in the fire in the tent? In the end, only the chestnuts were left."

He is really meticulous.

Ah'ao was content to enjoy the young marquis's precious hands and his shelling skills without charging a penny.

"Why are you here now?"

Just when I was thinking about the time when I was getting ready here a year ago, your figure suddenly appeared in my eyes.

"Do you want to hear something sour or not sour?"

Ah-yi was confused by this, "Ah? Then it's not sour?"

Hengzhi nodded slightly without looking at her. He just piled the chestnut meat in place and patted the crumbs off his hands.

Ah'ao stared at the movements of his hands.

But the next moment, the hands moved before his eyes.

He cupped Ah's cheek with his warm fingertips, and his other hand supported her back beneath her shoulder blades, steadily and gently.

He was kissing her, cheek to cheek, nose to nose.

Hengzhi, who had never tasted any chestnuts, now understood the sweet aroma of the chestnuts.

The autumn wind was not bleak, but came with the moon, ruffling the loose hair hanging down the back of A'ao's neck, caressing her skin, and causing an itchy feeling that went straight to her heart.

Their lips were still touching, and A'ao couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

Then he couldn't stop laughing.

Hengzhi: “…”

In order to have enough energy to do her work the next day, Ah-yi rejected Heng-chi's suggestion to accompany her. This way she was able to get up early and wash up, and have enough time to have breakfast in the lobby while the bride was dressing up.

I kept hearing some rustling noise outside the door last night, but I was in a deep sleep and didn't get up to check.

When I thought about it again in the morning, I suddenly felt my heart pounding and felt uneasy.

Zheng Da drank the porridge in two or three mouthfuls, then picked up a steamed bun and was about to leave.

The wedding procession was missing a few people, so he and Zhao Zhuo and others wanted to take up the lead.

"Zheng Da."

A'ao called him.

"Be careful on the road."

Zheng Da didn't quite understand what Ah's words meant. He just took it as an ordinary instruction and thought that it was just a roundabout way around half the city, so what could go wrong?

So he agreed and left without looking back.

As I walked to the door, I almost bumped into a girl squatting on the ground.

Gongs, drums and suona sounded together in the sky above Kezhou.

The cheerful and joyful tune made the groom, who was about to welcome his new bride, look even more frowned.

No one paid attention to his awkwardness, thinking that he was just shy because the wedding was about to take place.

As the long wedding procession turned into the street, the crowd became even more noisy.

Zheng Da never expected that Ah's advice in the morning would come back to haunt her.

Suddenly, flames shot up into the sky.

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

(End of this chapter)