He threw an iron chain into the hands of the person who took it, and the Saker Falcon flew to Xiao Huayong's feet. The rain wet its wings, giving them a dark luster, and the soft hair on its head stuck to it wetly. It looked less majestic than usual and more silly.
Xiao Huayong, holding an umbrella, took a half step back, made a gesture of avoidance, stretched out his arm, and pressed his palm against Hai Dongqing's forehead: "Although I can win a beautiful woman's smile, I have no right to slack off. Stay here and finish your work."
After patting the wings of the Saker Falcon, Xiao Huayong raised his chin towards Shen Xihe, indicating Shen Xihe to leave with him.
The Saker Falcon tilted its round head, as if it understood what Xiao Huayong meant, and blinked its eyes. Shen Xihe didn't mind its wet appearance and touched its wet wings.
Seeing Xiao Huayong and Shen Xihe leaving together, the unhappy Saker Falcon slowly realized that he was abandoned again. It flapped its wings and shook its head quickly, causing the rain to splash all over Xiao Huayong's clothes.
Xiao Huayong was unable to dodge and looked at the wet corner of his robe. He turned his head but had not yet gotten angry when the Saker Falcon let out a strange cry, spread its wings and flew away. The moment it flew away, its claws left the ground and kicked up a lot of mud. Xiao Huayong was almost splashed with mud again.
“Puff!”
Shen Xihe, who always smiled without showing his teeth and was happy silently, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Seeing Xiao Huayong's tense face and extremely ugly expression, Shen Xihe pulled his sleeve and said, "Hurry up and get in the carriage and change your clothes to avoid catching a cold."
When facing Shen Xihe, Xiao Huayong's expression finally eased up. He obeyed Shen Xihe's wishes and got into the carriage in a few steps. There were spare clothes in the carriage, and only the outer robe was wet. Shen Xihe took it from Tian Yuan and put it on Xiao Huayong himself.
He opened his arms and looked at Shen Xihe, who was kneeling beside him, bending down to adjust his belt and smooth out the wrinkles. The space in the carriage was limited, and they were very close. Her long black hair exuded a faint fragrance in the damp and cold air, and Xiao Huayong's mood instantly improved.
Shen Xihe didn't know why the weather suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, but Shen Xihe was already accustomed to his moodiness.
On the way back, the two discussed things about Dengzhou. They took a detour and met up with Mo Yuan who was guarding the road. The carriage did not stop, but Mo Yuan reined in his horse and followed, guarding the carriage. His voice came through the curtains and into the carriage: "Three parties are chasing us."
Xiao Huayong didn't want to expose their method of transporting grain into Wendeng County right now, but it was not easy to cover up their tracks, so he asked Mo Yuan to stop them here early.
"Three parties?" Shen Xihe raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Xiao Huayong.
In addition to Xiao Changqing and Xiao Changyan, there was another person who was also watching their every move.
"The prefect of Dengzhou is the younger brother of Marquis Pingyao." Xiao Huayong said.
Marquis Pingyao is your Majesty's confidant, but Marquis Pingyao is about to marry Prince Zhao.
"Your Highness Prince Zhao is also quite thoughtful." As soon as Shen Xihe heard it, he knew who was instructing him.
Because if His Majesty were to appoint someone, he would not send the governor of Dengzhou County, because the matter His Majesty wanted to know was very simple. He would directly send a letter to ask, could Shen Xihe and Xiao Huayong still hide it