After spending a long time together, Shen Xihe gradually discovered Xiao Huayong's habits. He was a complicated person to her. Most of the time, he was gentle, glib, and awkward. Only when he talked about serious matters, he was elegant, wise, and profound.
How can one person have so many faces and temperaments
Shen Xihe couldn't understand why, since he didn't hide anything in front of her, she was willing to try to get to know him better.
Three drum beats sounded, and the dragon boat leaped out, flying like lightning. Cheers came from both sides of the river, and Shen Xihe's attention was attracted.
The sounds of Sheng and Xiao were loud, and there were cheers like waves, all following the rhythmic drum beats and horns from the bow of the dragon boat, interweaving with the sound of oars hitting the water. The place was lively and inspiring, and the spectators all followed closely, fearing to miss even the slightest bit of the excitement.
The dragon boats were racing against each other on the water, with their supporters on the shore shouting at the top of their lungs. Some of the prominent families even formed a group of powerful women to cheer them on.
Shen Xihe saw the prosperous and peaceful times. She couldn't help but wonder what Kyoto would be like now if Gu Zhao hadn't compromised.
The situation was tense and the emperor and his subjects were in a standoff.
Her eyes swept across every happy smiling face. This was probably what he wanted to achieve.
While Shen Xihe was in a daze, suddenly there was an overwhelming roar from the posthouse. It turned out that someone had reached the finish line first. It was the dragon boat led by Bu Shulin. Many girls and boys jumped up and cheered. Shen Xihe also stood up when he saw this, but he did not join them in indulgence. Instead, while everyone was concentrating on watching the game, he walked along the aisle towards Xiao Huayong.
When Xiao Huayong saw her coming, he instinctively wanted to stand up to greet her, but the stinginess in his heart forced him to sit back down, and deliberately avoided looking at Shen Xihe.
Shen Xihe suppressed his laughter, stepped forward and bowed slightly: "Your Highness."
With his fingertips clenching the wide sleeves, Xiao Huayong nodded calmly, looking forward, his eyes locked on Shen Xihe, pretending to be reserved: "Yeah."
"It's the Dragon Boat Festival, and I saw that Your Highness didn't wear the five-colored thread. I happened to weave one for Your Highness. Please don't dislike it," Shen Xihe took out the five-colored thread in his hand.
Xiao Huayong couldn't hold back his expression, the corners of his lips immediately opened, his eyes suddenly turned, and he strode down from the chair: "Yo Yo, did you weave a five-colored thread specially for me?"
Tianyuan, Zhenzhu and Biyu all lowered their heads, with the same thought in their minds: Your Highness, please at least hold on a little longer.
What is he insisting on? He is too arrogant. It really annoyed Yoyo. If I don’t give him the Five-Colored Thread, who can he ask for it
"Yes, specially knitted for Your Highness." Shen Xihe lowered his head and slightly raised his hand. Xiao Huayong cooperated with her to raise it himself. Shen Xihe tied it around her wrist personally. "May Your Highness be successful in everything, get rid of diseases and disasters, and live a long and healthy life."
The five-colored threads woven together from the five-colored silk threads were bright, smooth, and colorful under the sun, setting off Xiao Huayong's unstoppable smile and making his pale, sickly face look a little more snowy and smooth.
On one side of the Crown Prince's seat was Emperor Youning, and on the other side was the Prince. His every move would attract the attention of others, especially when a living person as big as Shen Xihe came over, they couldn't help but notice.