Xia Chu originally wanted to wait for Yin Guangbo to come back and meet him, but when he entered Haishi, he still hadn't seen him back.
Thinking that he would have to get up early to go to Zhao Mansion tomorrow, he had no choice but to say goodbye to Bingwen and Shi Zhongfei.
Xia Chu originally wanted to take Xian Li back home to give her more opportunities to get along with Su Qian'an.
Xian Li was worried that the sudden closeness would cause some discomfort to Su Qian'an, so Xia Chu stopped insisting. Anyway, the days are still long, so take your time...
In the early summer near the end of April, flowers are blooming all over the city.
He and Xiao Mubai walked side by side, walking on the road to the Hou Mansion with fallen flowers on the ground.
When leaving Beijing, Chang'an had just been recovered, and there was still obvious post-war decadence and desolation.
After two months of self-cultivation, the capital has returned to its prosperous appearance with a flourishing flow of people, hundreds of businesses, luxuriant buildings, and decorated courtyards.
The night was already dark, and the silvery glow of the moonlight shone on the streets of Chang'an.
In the streets and alleys paved with bluestones, some shops were closed, and several lights were lit at the door of some shops. The lights illuminated the direction they were going, bright and dark, twists and turns.
"I thought you would go home drunk tonight." Xiao Mubai knew that he was always greedy for drinks, and thought that when he was in a bad mood, he would inevitably drink a few more drinks.
He never thought that he would still be so awake when he went back now.
"I have to get up early to go to the Zhao Mansion tomorrow. It's not good to smell of alcohol." Xia Chu's tone was a little low.
The lights all over the street couldn't illuminate his downcast face, but only cast a faint shadow on his profile.
"I will pick you up at the Marquis Mansion early tomorrow morning." As Xiao Mubai spoke, Zanghong and Chiyi, who were carefree on horseback, brushed against each other, and they also passed by each other on horseback.
Xia Chu saw the corners of their clothes and hair swaying in the wind and then moving apart. She felt sad that Zhao Xingwen and Huo Wenshu were now separated from each other, and hurriedly looked up at Xiao Mubai.
Seeing his gentle expression and a slight smile, I suddenly felt that my lost heart was comforted, and I asked him casually: "What did Xu Wenlan say when he pulled you aside today?"
There was a narrow look in Xiao Mubai's eyes: "What else can he say? Naturally, he hopes that I can convince Mr. Xu so that he can become the emperor's husband in the Western Regions."
Speaking of Xu Wenlan, Xiao Mubai's usually cold face gained a touch of humanity: "I thought that this boy would hang out among flowers all day long, and he would have many wives and concubines in the future. I never imagined that one day he would be willing to marry into a wife."
Xia Chu also showed off his face along with him: "He would rather do the best than I can, tie him up, throw him into a sedan chair, and carry him to the Western Regions."
It's just unexpected. I didn't expect Xu Wanjun's reaction to be so big. Xia Chu then asked: "Have you thought of a way to lobby Mr. Xu?"
Xiao Mubai showed firm confidence on his face: "It is easy to lobby for Mr. Xu, from a well-known family, to put the country's interests under pressure."
Xia Chu felt at ease and felt that anything could be solved as long as he was by his side.
The only thing that needs to be solved by oneself is the fact that the emperor is still unconscious.
The two said goodbye at the door of the Hou Mansion. Xiao Mubai waved to him without being too lingering. Raven brought the news of Xia Chu's return to the capital in the afternoon to the Marquis. The Marquis must have been waiting for him in the house for a long time.
As Xiao Mubai expected, as soon as Xia Chu entered the mansion, he was hurriedly taken to Hengwu Courtyard by Cong Ting.
The moment he opened the study door, the Marquis saw his slightly thin figure and wiped the corners of his eyes with distress.
"Dad, I'm back intact." Xia Chu threw herself into the Marquis's arms and nuzzled his shoulders coquettishly.
The Marquis hugged him and said angrily: "I didn't have a few ounces of meat on my body originally, but now I'm getting even thinner. I ran around Xiao Guo. Do I have a donkey or a mule to walk around like this?"
Xia Chu broke away from his arms and curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Have you ever said that about your daughter? My bold temperament is nothing like yours, so I can only follow my mother. You are like this You talk about me like this, but you dislike my mother?"
The Marquis snorted coldly: "Your mother has never been so forceful."
Xia Chu pursed her lips and her eyes wandered: "In this regard, I have learned everything from you."
The Marquis' face turned cold and he raised his hand to hit him.
Xia Chu took a few steps back, waved her hands and said, "Dad...Dad, I'm old enough to have haircuts. I'm a big girl now, so I can't spank you anymore."
When the Marquis heard this, his hands froze, his heart softened again, and his tone became sad: "It's a big day for a woman to get married, and you're still running around..."
"I have already told grandpa that he has no grandsons, only granddaughters." Xia Chu interrupted him and blinked twice after speaking.
Mr. Hou's sad mood was swept away, his expression changed, and he was a little panicked: "Said...said? Then your grandpa, he..."
Xia Chu nodded and took a sip of his hot tea: "He is very happy, saying that he is happy whether it is his granddaughter or grandson. But he just scolded you for an hour or two, and you dared to deceive him all these years. .”
The Marquis swallowed his saliva and said, "You weren't there to talk to dad about it. This was your mother's intention at the beginning."
Xia Chu said 'ouch': "Grandpa's scolding was done in one breath and flowed smoothly. I couldn't even get a word in. He was so angry at that time. How could I dare to disobey him? I could only keep echoing, "Grandpa. that's right!"
"Hey, you bastard..." The Marquis rolled up his sleeves as he geared up.
Xia Chu had already walked to the door, smiled at him and said with a sly smile: "I think if you have time, you should think carefully about how to write a letter to the old man to explain the deception you have been forced to do for many years. I I will go back to sleep first, and I will get up early to go to Zhao Mansion tomorrow."
The Marquis's original love for licking the calf completely dissipated after being disturbed by Xia Chu.
If I hadn't heard that he was going to the Zhao Mansion tomorrow, I would have captured him and given him a good beating to relieve his anger.
When thinking about the Zhao Mansion, the Marquis would inevitably beat his chest. When the Zhao and Huo families got married, he often whispered in Huo Tianxiu's ears.
Now that Huo Wenshu has entered the Zhao family's mansion without getting married, he is somewhat responsible.
Originally, she had Su Qianle with whom she could talk to in the capital, but...
The Marquis sighed. Xia Chu might as well go to the Zhao Mansion tomorrow. At least there would be a girl of similar age who could talk to her properly.
Xia Chu left Hengwu Courtyard and took Su Qian'an back to Yunqi Courtyard. When passing by Huayuan, the lights inside had already dimmed, and it seemed that Wuma Hua Cai had also rested.
He turned around to go back to Yunqiyuan, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Qian'an looking in the direction of Suyuan.
In the past, when Su Qianle still lived there, the lights were always burning there because she was afraid of the dark.
Now, it's pitch black there.
Even under the clear moonlight, the contours of Su Yuan could not be clearly seen.
(End of chapter)