She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

The majestic Jinwu guards with swords stood at the door of the shop, and no one dared to speak.

Even with her hands tied in front of her, Ah'ao stood upright with a cold expression, showing disdain for Shen Zhuo's generosity, which further demonstrated the spirit of a princess.

Mrs. Zhou and Ruzui stood there in a daze.

During the time they spent with Ah-an, they knew almost everything except that they lived in different houses. When it came to hardship, Ah-an had no complaints and even thought more carefully than them.

He does everything in the shop himself.

Mrs. Zhou remembered that when she first met her, she was wearing thin clothes and had messy hair, as if she had just escaped from famine. Later, the two of them started to make a living by crying at funerals. Ah-yi never complained about being tired and was very easy to support.

Even though the food given by the host was just steamed bread and porridge, which Mrs. Zhou found hard to swallow, Ah'ao still ate it in big mouthfuls without changing her expression.

How could such a woman be the favored daughter of heaven in that wealthy and prosperous town?
It's no wonder that after marrying Zhao Hou, A'ou has become more organized in her work. She also thought that the rich and powerful families are different after all, and the training of A'ou was too fast and too strong.

Ah-yi had been writing couplets for the whole morning, her sleeves half rolled up, revealing a pair of fair arms. The base of her palms was also stained with some ink, which had long since dried on her skin.

Her long hair was casually tied behind her head. She never cared about whether her hairstyle was exquisite or not. She tied it up with a long hairpin. Her hair hung down beside her eyes. Her every move was like a jade mountain.

"How dare you." She said softly, but her voice was powerful. "His Majesty ordered you to come and find me. Is this how you show off?"

It had been a long time since she had acted like this, and Ah-yi was even a little uncomfortable with it.

Princess Xuancheng, bound by palace rules and etiquette, has never been herself. Only by escaping from the golden house and being a free bird can she feel that her life is not in vain.

At such a critical moment, these were the things she thought of. Ah'ao looked at the shackles on her hands in a daze, as if laughing or mocking.

The eunuch had two lives to fulfill. On the one hand, he came to replace the new emperor, and on the other hand, he received Xue Ping's instructions. Naturally, he did not take this princess seriously. "Your Highness, why do you have to embarrass us? Just because I call you Your Highness, do you think I am a princess? How can there be a royal jewel like you?"

He said with disdain, and laughed, "You'd better go back with us and report back. We can both benefit from it."

Ah'ao didn't feel threatened at all, but she just lifted her clothes and sat down leisurely.

Among the people standing there, some were still confused about the situation, some were very nervous. The one who came to arrest people had a frown on his face, not daring to slack off at all.

For two years, no one has been able to catch the Princess Xuancheng. Not only because His Majesty has a bad memory, but also because she has three burrows. If she escapes without warning, she will have to return to the capital with her head in her hands.

Ah-yi looked at the Zhonglang General whom she had not seen for a long time calmly, and after a while she greeted him, "General Gu, it's been a long time since we last met."

Gu Shouchun looked at the princess with a complicated expression.

He was promoted by the cousin of Empress Chen's mother's family, and the Chen family was very kind to him. In the last few years of Shen Cong's reign, he had been suppressing the power of the foreign relatives. Some of the Chen family members were sent out to other places, and some were demoted. They had long lost their former glory.

Gu Shouchun went to see off the queen's father and brother. The Chen family paid money and asked him to take care of the queen and the princess. Gu Shouchun agreed with a heavy heart.

However, not long after, Shen Cong passed away, Shen Zhuo took the throne, and Empress Chen died of an acute illness. The princess's maids and servants were first killed, and then all her treatment was stripped away, and she was treated as a prisoner.

Gu Shouchun was only outside the palace and knew very little. He saw the new emperor once when he beat the princess's maid to death. When the princess escaped from the palace, he quietly opened the corner gate and let her go. This was the second time.

At that time, Gu Shouchun looked at the princess' back in the dark night and thought to himself, run away, the farther the better, and never be found in this life.

But he never thought about today.

It is inevitable that there will be regrets when meeting old friends again.

He did not do any of the things the Chen family asked him to do.

Gu Shouchun let the princess go, and now it is him who has to come and capture the princess back.

Huang Men said impatiently, "General Gu, why bother arguing with her? Just tie her up and take her back!"

Gu Shouchun's face was tense and he was a little angry. He was silent for a moment and then turned around and kicked the eunuch down. As the eunuch fell, the benches behind him fell down.

"How dare you!" Gu Shouchun frowned and said coldly, "A mere eunuch is not qualified to criticize the princess?"

The eunuch was shocked and in pain, but still a little bit incredulous, "General Gu, I am also from the Changqiu Prison, how can you be so presumptuous!"

Today, everyone was getting together in a big way. Ah'ao couldn't help laughing.

Gu Shouchun didn't care at all and didn't even look at him. "If the Changqiu Supervisor has any complaints, just come to the Jinwu Guard to find me. This general wants to see what the Changqiu Supervisor's current status is. Is he qualified to teach the Jinwu Guard how to do things?"

Huangmen was only a mouthpiece for Xue Ping. If he offended Gu Shouchun, no one would support him when he returned. In Xue Ping's opinion, it was not worth it to ruin the relationship with the Jinwu Guards for the sake of one's life.

Fortunately, he was smart and soon stopped talking.

After watching the play, Ah-yi couldn't help but applaud, "It seems that in the palace, there is not a complete lack of distinction between the superior and the inferior. General Gu, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. Just announce the decree."

As soon as the bright yellow scroll was opened, everyone knelt down.

"Your Highness, here is Xuancheng, beware of losing it years ago. The pearl of the Lantern Festival, young and quiet. Since I lost it until now, I am very worried. Now that I have found the whereabouts of it, I ordered the General of the Central Army of the Jinwu Guard, Gu Shouchun, who is also the Supervisor of the Autumn Festival, to return it to the court without delay. I ordered it to be announced so that you know my intention."

After reading a few lines of pretentious words, Ah'ao bent down and kowtowed, raising her hands above her head, and Gu Shouchun placed the imperial edict in her hands.

It's so heavy, she suddenly felt.

This heaviness lies not only in Gu Shouchun's deliberate heavy hand, but also in what Ah'an will do when she returns to the capital in the future.

Her heart was as clear as a mirror. If she took a wrong step, there would be no recovery.

Even if the edict drafted by her subordinates was well-worded, didn't she know what was bothering Shen Zhuo?

"Your Highness." Gu Shouchun reminded, "You should set off as soon as possible." Ah'an nodded, "Please wait for a moment, General. I still have some trivial matters to deal with in my shop."

After saying that, he motioned for Gu Shouchun to remove the shackles, returned to the counter, and picked up the pen.

Everyone in Shui Changdong gathered around.

Before she could think of what to write, Ah-yi looked around and chuckled, "What's with your expression? Am I a cannibal?"

Of course not.

"The shop has always been well organized, so I don't think I need to say much. This is the hard work of me and everyone else, and it can't be wasted because of me. Everyone should just do as usual." Ah'an said simply, "As for the Pingzhou branch, I have already discussed it with the flower shop owner, and Sister Zhou knows what to do."

Several people gathered together, still silent.

"Well, it's not a life-and-death separation. We'll always have a chance to meet again in the future." She smiled slightly. Although she was reluctant, she seemed to have let go of something and felt a little more relaxed. "Please help me pass a letter to Zhao Hou. We can't wait to meet each other."

The hint of loneliness at the end of the words hurt the people who were about to separate, and Mrs. Zhou's eyes turned red.

He lifted the pen and put it down again, and the ink almost fell onto the frosted paper.

When I received Hengzhi's letter last month, I saw that he had specially put two winter plum blossoms from the frontier on the paper. Ah'an thought it was a gift to return the favor, so she also bought this expensive frost flower paper.

But this first letter written on frosted paper will also be the last one. Fate is deep in the morning and shallow in the evening, just like frost, it exists today but will disappear tomorrow.

Ah'ao suddenly recalled the scene one morning when Hengzhi, wearing armor, quietly wrapped his precious magnolia tree with cotton cloth.

At that time, she was leaning against the window, looking at him quietly. It was just an ordinary morning.

I also remembered that when I went to the Taoist temple to ask for its name, Wang Jingyuan had done a calculation for this tree.

But the luxuriant flowers, the scene of the new year, were no longer visible.

May it flourish, may he flourish.

She suddenly felt a sour feeling in her throat, and her eyes suddenly became hot, causing her to take a few deep breaths to stay calm.

Ah'ao realized that her original intentions of going to Shuzhong or thinking of finding an excuse to return to the capital were all so wrong.

When she was young, Huai Chengbai loved to teach her how to write essays, but she always had a headache over this subject. She would worry every time she picked up a pen and could not write a single word for an hour or two.

I didn’t know the feeling of sorrow when I was young, and I don’t seem to know it now. It’s just that people have more emotions, so it’s hard to avoid expressing sorrow.

The poem ended with the four characters "Wan Wang Qian Sui" (May you live forever in heaven). The stolen peace of this year has become a memory.

Surrounded by the Jinwu Guards, A'an boarded the carriage that brought her freedom.

The view outside the window was the same as usual, the long street was still bustling with people, the auntie opposite was still scooping out hot noodles, and Brother Feng next door had just brewed new wine.

If everything goes well and I can get the answer I want, and if I don't die in the palace, then I will just be married off casually like an object. If I can escape on the way, I will have a chance to see him again.

Just a meeting, A'an lowered the curtain and stopped there.

The sky is gloomy, perhaps people are breaking willow branches to say farewell.

The geese fly away silently, and the heavy snow falls again and again.

New snow piles up on old ice, and it has been cloudy for ten days in a row.

With limited manpower and food supplies, Youbei's army had to reconsider its plan to attack the city.

As Hengzhi had expected, some people took advantage of the situation to sneak into the city at the west gate. Under his instruction, the two specially promoted lieutenants who happened to be in charge of this place turned a blind eye and let the people in.

Then, following the lead, the spies went straight to the granary, either to steal food or to burn it down.

Fortunately, since the Kezhou camp quietly entered the city, they dispersed the food and grass. In order to conceal their tracks, they sent people to heavily guard the former granary. However, those who took the bait came so quickly.

Once they caught him, the Youbei Army, which was fighting fiercely in the front, wanted to retreat no matter what they planned. In addition, the vanguard general was shot dead by Hengzhi before the battle, which made the army even more defeated and quickly retreated to the camp.

During those unusually quiet days, Hengzhi always felt a little uneasy.

Even when discussing military affairs, he became distracted more and more frequently.

Until he received A's letter.

I thought it was a life-extending medicine, but it turned out to be a sharp knife in my heart.

The soldiers could still vividly remember how the usually calm and steady governor clenched his fist and smashed the thin table in the tent that day.

That night Hengzhi rode his horse back to Kezhou regardless of his life or death, climbed over the wall into his main courtyard. The bedroom was dark, and there was no longer A'an sitting calmly writing under the lamp.

The young Marquis of Zhao stood with his back to the moonlight, with silver light pouring down like a cloak behind his armor.

He looked lonely and even hunched over.

Everything changed in this silent night.

(End of this chapter)