Du Heng was silent and drove the carriage quickly against the heavy snow.
While sipping hot milk tea, Princess Jing'an opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside. She rarely left the palace, and it was such a snowy day, so she was inevitably very curious. She looked at the rows of shops on both sides of the street. Lighting the flaming red lanterns and watching the busy traffic in the capital, at this time in the past, she would miss Korea very much, the lively atmosphere of the Korean New Year, the hot kimchi pot, and her parents, brothers and sisters, but she has had a long life. There was no time to think about it. Everything about Goryeo had nothing to do with her anymore. She used to be a chess piece, and then became an abandoned one. Now she, the abandoned piece, just wants to live a good life.
Her eyes moved from the gray sky to the dazzling red lanterns, and finally fell on Du Heng's legs hanging outside the carriage and his boots. They should be a new pair of boots, and there was no mud on the soles, but now The boots were covered with white snow, but the owner didn't seem to care. He let the snowflakes fall thicker and thicker, and he didn't bother to dust them off.
"Why didn't you hold an umbrella again?" Princess Jing'an couldn't help but ask, remembering that this man didn't hold an umbrella last time either.
"My mind is not very clear. I want to get wet in the snow and wake up." Du Heng said in a deep voice.
Princess Jing'an couldn't help but smile: "What about now? Are you awake?"
After being speechless for a long time, Princess Jing'an was feeling embarrassed when she heard Du Heng say helplessly and confusedly: "I'm even more unconscious."
Princess Jing'an felt a little sad for no reason when she heard Du Heng's voice. She didn't say anything anymore and leaned against the car wall, drinking milk tea one sip after another.
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The carriage stopped steadily at the door of Prince Ning's Mansion. Du Heng jumped out of the carriage and patted the snow on his right arm. Then he stood in front of the carriage and raised his arm. Princess Jing'an glanced at her and stood respectfully. Du Heng in front of her, looking at his body covered with snow but only his clean right arm, she pursed her lips and supported Du Heng's right arm to get out of the carriage.
"Guard Du," Du Heng was about to drive away when he suddenly heard Princess Jing'an calling him. He was so busy that he reined in his horse and looked at Princess Jing'an. Princess Jing'an stood in front of the door and looked at him calmly. He said, "When you go back, remember to make a bowl of ginger soup and drink it. It's freezing cold today, so don't be afraid of the wind and cold."
"Yes," Du Heng responded quickly, paused, jumped off the carriage again, and bowed to Princess Jing'an, "Thank you for your concern, Princess."
Princess Jing'an said nothing and turned around and entered the gate.
Du Heng watched the maid hold up an umbrella and help her slowly walk towards the backyard. He jumped on the carriage again and sat in the snow for a long time, and then drove away on his horse.
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backyard.
Mu Nanzhi watched Princess Jing'an come in. He stood up in a hurry and walked to the door. He said happily: "You are finally here. I have been waiting eagerly since I got up early."
"It's not too late. I'll be here after serving the Queen Mother's soup." Princess Jing'an smiled and held Mu Nanzhi's hand, followed Mu Nanzhi into the Nuan Pavilion, sat on the soft couch, and wandered around the palace with her eyes. Once, he asked in a low voice, "Why don't you see the prince?"
"I sent him to the front yard. He is such a big man and we can't talk properly," Mu Nanzhi said while pouring tea for Princess Jing'an with his own hands and pushing it in front of Princess Jing'an, "This way It’s windy and snowy, and it must be very cold. Let’s warm up with a cup of tea first.”