The sun was setting. Everything was covered with the color of the setting sun, and it was cold and deserted. Fang Ju came out of the West Garden and was about to go back to his room. When he passed a long corridor, he saw two men standing there whom he had never seen before. Their figures were quite familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen them before.
The two men seemed to have seen him as well, and they walked over with their heads held high while mumbling to each other. Fang Ju stood there in a daze, staring at them intently: "Who are you?"
The man in white chuckled: "Fourth Young Master, don't you know me?" The man looked no more than thirty years old, with delicate features and a slender figure, his eyes flashing with a calm and cunning light. Fang Ju thought hard for a long time, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before, and shook his head blankly.
The young man in red at the side also said: "Do you know me?"
He looked very similar to the man in white, both were elegant gentlemen of the highest order. Unfortunately, Fang Ju just couldn't think of it, so he could only shake his head in confusion. "Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, they smiled at each other and ignored his questions, and walked away, leaving Fang Ju alone, who was very angry and confused.
The two walked down the corridor and passed the ear room, preparing to go out from the back door, laughing all the way: "Did you see Fang Ju's silly look? 'Who are you?'" Han Zhen imitated Xiao Fangju's laughter.
But suddenly I heard someone behind me shouting, "Who's making the noise?"
Zhao Pei was startled. They both stopped and looked back. They found that it was the little Fang Zhi who was only seven or eight years old. He was wearing blue clothes and holding a dozen books in his arms. He had obviously just come out of the library. His dark eyes were bright and he stared at them inquiringly. Although he was not strict, he was a bit majestic. He looked like Xiao Yi.
A man slowly followed him out. He looked to be about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. His facial features were like sculptures, with sharp edges and corners. His sharp and deep eyes looked at them intently, and suddenly a hint of amusement flashed across his eyes, obviously he had recognized them.
Chen Baxian was a capable general beside Xiao Yi. Like Wang Zengbian, he had followed Xiao Yi for many years and was deeply trusted by him.
Hanzhen looked at him, frowned, and snorted coldly: "Chen Baxian, you have become so close to Xiao Fangzhi so early." Zhao Pei was surprised that Hanzhen seemed to dislike this man from the moment she saw him, and even hated him. She was even more sarcastic when she saw him with Xiao Fangzhi.
Zhao Pei didn't have time to care about her thoughts now. She was just worried that if Chen Baxian recognized them and said this in front of Xiao Yi, they wouldn't be able to get out. She secretly pulled Han Zhen's sleeve and prepared to leave at any time, but heard Xiao Fangzhi asked in confusion: "Why are mother and sister Zhen dressed like this?"
What a sharp eye, Zhao Pei thought to herself.
Hanzhen glanced at her sideways. Her makeup skills were so poor that they could only fool a fool like Fang Ju.
Chen Baxian, who was behind Xiao Fangzhi, hadn't spoken yet when Zhao Pei, dragging Hanzhen by the arm, disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Little Fang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then he looked up at the man behind him and asked, "Are they going to sneak out? Do you want to tell Daddy?" But he heard Chen Baxian laugh in a hoarse voice, "The prince already knows. Young master, just pretend you didn't see it."
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The carriage left the palace secretly, and Hanzhen couldn't help but lift the curtain to look back. It was rare to see so many people standing behind, and everyone's face had a different look. Midnight's silence, Ruhua's depression, Fangdeng's blessings, He Hui's worries, and the confusion about the past... .
She looked back at the quiet woman leaning against the wall of the car with her eyes closed. There was no ripple on her face, only the indifference and relief of leaving the cage. Hanzhen's mind suddenly jumped out of her mind when she first saw her. At that time, she was just a girl who was still a little childish and didn't know how to take care of a baby. She would also blush in embarrassment at Xiao Yi's warmth and concern. She always couldn't help but stay in a corner, thinking about the person in her heart. Sometimes she would cunningly come up with some pranks, and she would also laugh heartily... .
"Mom?" Han Zhen called out, feeling a little melancholy.
Zhao Pei half-opened her eyes and looked at her: "What's the matter?"
"Why don't you bring Ziye Ruhua with you, or wait for Uncle Erhe?" Hanzhen asked. On this road... there were only the two of them.
Zhao Pei smiled: "Zi Ye and Ru Hua are calm and composed, one is sweet-talking, the other is calm and composed. It's best for them to stay in the mansion to help. Deng Er has his responsibilities, and he doesn't want to come with him. As for your uncle He, why bring him along? Aren't you afraid of the gossips of the other families?" Because Zhao Pei had a good relationship with He Hui, she was often gossiped about. Zhao Pei gave her a reprimanding look, "Are we mother and son the only ones who are not good enough?"
"Okay, okay." Han Zhen smiled in response, straightened the men's clothes she borrowed from Deng Er, and murmured, "It's just that mother, don't you think we don't look like mother and son at all like this?"
"Why?" Zhao Pei frowned and looked at her carefully.
"Mom, you are too young! We are like siblings when we are together. You can't even tell who is older and who is younger!" Han Zhen's eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows were serious. Zhao Pei laughed, tapped her forehead and said, "You two are both good at talking."
Seeing that she was in a good mood, Hanzhen suddenly became cheerful and asked excitedly, "Mom, where are we going?"
Zhao Pei was stunned for a moment, and muttered to herself: "Yeah... where are we going?"
Hanzhen almost stumbled and fell after hearing her irresponsible question. Zhaopei looked at her with a smile and asked, "Zhen'er, where do you want to go?"
Hanzhen rolled her eyes and chuckled, "Yangzhou is a prosperous place with countless stories of talented men and beautiful women. It's a nice place."
Zhao Pei was silent for a while, and a handsome man with a calm and conceited smile appeared in her mind. She thought for a while and nodded with a smile.
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Zhao Pei had been in that world for more than a dozen years, and when she was reborn in such a vast world, she felt relaxed and at ease, as if she had returned to her childhood, free and unfettered, and could play as she pleased. She secretly hated herself for not coming out earlier, so she decided to take a good look around this time.
Hanzhen had been here for nearly twenty years, and this was the only time she really left the mansion, so she naturally vowed not to stop until she was exhausted. The two of them seemed to have forgotten the purpose of leaving the mansion.
After walking and stopping for nearly ten days, they finally reached the outskirts of Yangzhou. It was already noon, and the two discussed and decided to have lunch and rest at the post station outside the city before entering the city.
There happened to be a small shop, which was the only one there. The two of them sat down in a corner, ordered some small dishes, and talked about what they saw and heard on the road. At first, there were not many people in the shop, but after noon, more and more people sat down in groups of three or four, and the noise became noisy.
Many idle men exuded those sour and smelly smells. Zhao Pei frowned and said nothing, eating her food by herself. Their chatter was so loud that it unconsciously entered their ears. (To be continued)