The carriage gradually drifted away until it disappeared. No matter how good your eyesight was, you couldn't see it anymore, but Dongfang Li still stood quietly, motionless, staring at the direction where the carriage disappeared...
The smoke on the ground gradually subsided, and there was no sign of a carriage passing by on the flat official road. Dongfangli suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and strode forward without looking back. His majesty was blowing in the wind. voice: "Go back to the palace!"
He is the emperor of the Xiliang Kingdom, the courtiers of the Xiliang Kingdom have changed a lot, and all kinds of national policies need to be decided by him. He wants to return to the palace and become a qualified emperor...
The red sandalwood carriage slowly moved forward on the street, very eye-catching, and passers-by stopped to watch from time to time.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped in front of a restaurant, the curtain of the carriage was parted, Ouyang Shaochen gently supported Murong Xue and walked down.
The sky was gloomy, and there were flakes of snowflakes. Murong Xue reached out to catch a few flakes, and said leisurely: "It's snowing."
Ouyang Shaochen looked at the dark sky, then at the large snowflakes falling rapidly, and said lightly: "This snow should not be small..."
Murong Xue frowned: "Then we can't hurry?" They are now in a small town, the road outside the town is a bit bumpy, a bit narrow, and it's not easy to walk. It's even worse to go...
"We're not in a hurry to go back to Beijing. If the snow is really heavy, it's okay to delay for a few days." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and walked into the restaurant with Murong Xue in his arms.
It was meal time, and the lobby was almost full of guests. There were only two empty tables in the corner. The waiter hurriedly greeted them, led the two of them to sit on the empty table, and said with a smile: "I don't know the two guests. what do you want to eat?"
Murong Xue casually ordered a few signature dishes of the restaurant.
The man led the way.
Murong Xue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen, only to see him looking out the door, thoughtful.
"What's wrong?" Murong Xue asked puzzled.
"Do you think that the pedestrians in the town are a little strange?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue followed his gaze, and saw the pedestrians on the street, as well as the small merchants, with their heads slightly lowered, walking in a hurry, the pace was very fast, and pieces of clothes were raised as they moved...
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "Why are they wearing such thin clothes?"
It's winter now, and it's snowing again. The common people should at least wear cotton-padded clothes and trousers, but the pedestrians on the street are only wearing a thin robe, and their faces are as usual, and they don't mean to be cold at all...
The temperature is now below zero. Murong Xue was afraid of the cold, so she put on a thick cloak early on. Although Ouyang Shaochen was not afraid of the cold, he also put on a slightly thick cloak on top of his robe. Wearing a single shirt, it can really freeze...
"Come here... drink, drink..." A hearty laugh suddenly sounded. It was a middle-aged man with a beard, holding a wine jar and drinking with others. He was bare-chested, showing bronze-colored muscles , little drops of sweat overflowed from the man's back...
Murong Xue frowned slightly: There was no charcoal burning in the lobby, and the door of the lobby was still open. Although a thick curtain was hung to isolate the cold air from outside, the curtain was always opened, and there was no heat in the lobby.
Even if there are dozens of people eating here, the temperature will not be too high, but that middle-aged man, not only drinking with his upper body naked, but also sweating all over, something is not right...
"It's so hot, it's so hot..." Several guests muttered, taking off their robes, revealing the white underwear inside...
Murong Xue: "..."
She was wearing a thick cloak, and she still felt cold sitting here. How did they drink so hot that they took off their clothes
Looking quietly at Ouyang Shaochen, I saw that he was still wearing a thick cloak, obviously he didn't feel the heat...
"Guest officer, your meals are here." The waiter came forward with a few plates of side dishes, and put them in front of Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue with a smile...
The cooking of the food is extremely beautiful, the fragrance is overflowing, the mouth waters, faintly, but also reveals a little bit of charm...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, she picked up the chopsticks to pick up some food, carefully looked at the color of the food, and smelled the smell it gave off, the corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a sneer: "There is something in the food."
Ouyang Shaochen hummed lightly, as if he knew the situation would be like this: "Do you know what it is?"
Murong Xue shook her head: "I don't know for now, but there seems to be a very strange fragrance in that thing."
Ouyang Shaochen narrowed his sharp eyes slightly: "A strange fragrance? What kind of fragrance?"
"I can't say it, anyway, the smell is very strange." Murong Xue glanced coldly across the tables: "The dishes that the guests eat all have this smell, and the soup has the strongest smell. If I'm not mistaken, This kind of thing should have been planted in a well, as for the person who planted it... I don't know for now... "
It is really strange that after eating this kind of fragrant food, it can resist the cold. This town belongs to Xiliang country. Although it is far away from the capital city, it is considered rich. Necessary to save a few thick clothes, take medicine...
Those who store things cannot do it to help the people keep out the cold, but have other purposes...
"Uncle Zhang is here." A ruffian's voice sounded, the lightly hanging curtain was lifted, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a mustache walked in swaggeringly, surrounded by several younger brothers.
His sharp little eyes swept over a famous guest and landed on Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue. His shrewd pupils shone brightly, and he walked straight towards Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue: "My lord, Miss, this is the first time to eat."
Ouyang Shaochen drooped his eyelids, did not speak, and played with an empty wine glass with his slender jade hand.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at him lightly: "What's the matter?"
The man chuckled: "It's okay, it's just that this small town is not big, and we are neighbors. We don't see each other when we look down, but we know each other when we look up. The girl and this young man have a very strange face, so they must be foreigners..."
Murong Xue hummed lightly, lowered her eyelids, as if she didn't want to talk to him any more.
The man didn't mind either, and said to himself: "The food in this restaurant is excellent, and everyone who has eaten it is full of praise. Has the girl ever tasted it?"
Murong Xue lowered her head slightly and ignored her.
"The girl has to taste it, it won't taste good when it's cold." The middle-aged man said arrogantly, grabbed the chopsticks, picked up a chopsticks of food, and stuffed it straight into Murong Xue's mouth...
Murong Xue's bright face was slightly gloomy, and she swung her palm at the man...