On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is as clear as water and the moon is as bright as a mirror.
It is not as lively as the Lantern Festival, Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, but every household hangs bright lanterns, and the richer the people, the higher the lanterns they hang.
The whole city is lit up, and everything looks like colored glass.
The location chosen by Shen Xihe was excellent. At a glance, he could see the scenery within ten miles.
Cui Jinbai and others stood on a stone platform lit by lanterns. There were people coming and going around them. They were all in casual clothes, and they stopped to chat for a while as if they met someone on the road, but they stopped a little longer. However, the people around were attracted by Cui Can all over the city, and no one paid attention.
Shen Xihe held his chin and gazed, thinking that he would wait for Hua Fuhai, but he never expected to wait for a young man of similar stature to them.
The man was wearing a long shirt made of the most common fabric and had his hair tied up with a long belt. He had his back to Shen Xihe.
The figure seemed to come out of the darkness, covered in moonlight, tall and straight, noble and generous.
Shen Xihe, who had been somewhat lazy, sat up straight immediately. Her cold eyes moved slightly. She was not mistaken. When Cui Jinbai and the other two saw him, they tried to salute him, but he stopped them by raising the folding fan in his hand.
Shen Xihe quickly stood up and walked to the window of the tall building. He locked his eyes in that direction and even changed his position in an attempt to see the person's appearance clearly. However, he could only see half of the side face at most.
"Yo Yo, who are you looking for?" Shen Yun'an was originally looking at the magnificent scene outside. Shen Xihe suddenly stood up, and he was so startled that he stood up immediately too.
He followed Shen Xihe and walked around. There were so many people and things outside that he was not sure what Shen Xihe was looking at.
The perceptive Zhao Zhenghao seemed to sense that someone was watching them. His sharp, hawk-like eyes quickly searched around and immediately landed on Shen Xihe.
"How sharp." Shen Yun'an, who had no idea what Shen Xihe was looking at, suddenly seemed to realize something and looked directly at Zhao Zhenghao.
"He is His Majesty's Embroidered Uniform Envoy." Shen Xihe did not avoid or evade the gaze cast by Zhao Zhenghao. In his sharp gaze, she shifted her sight meaningfully to the young man in a long shirt with his back to her.
Zhao Zhenghao withdrew his gaze first, moved his lips and said something, and Cui Jinbai and Guo Daoyi both raised their hands and looked over.
In fact, Xiao Huayong had felt the gaze from Zhao Zhenghao earlier, but he didn't take it to heart. He had changed his appearance today, and when they met him on a busy street when he was not on duty, they hurried forward for a moment. Even if His Majesty saw him, he would not be suspicious.
Until Zhao Zhenghao said: "It's Princess Zhaoning."
Xiao Huayong raised his eyebrows, a smile flowed from the corners of his lips, and waved at them: "I've made a note of it, and then we can go."
The three of them nodded barely noticeably and walked in different directions, but Xiao Huayong remained standing there. After the three of them had gone far away, he turned around with his hands behind his back and looked back in the direction Shen Xihe was looking.
That glance pierced through the bustling glass-like lights, passed through the constant noise, penetrated the twilight with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and met her across the air. His pupils were gleaming with silver light, and his brilliance was hidden deep, like an abyss or an ocean.
It was a completely unfamiliar face, not very good-looking, but with a smile on his lips, which looked indescribably elegant and free.
"It's him." Shen Xihe said softly.
"Who is it?" Shen Yun'an looked at this man who looked ordinary but gave people an extraordinary feeling.