Yi'er didn't show up for several days in a row, and King Liang stopped setting up his stall. He went to check every day, and when he saw Yi'er was not there, he left.
In fact, he knew Yi'er's address and had asked Da Jin to investigate it before. However, she had not told anyone her address. If he went there rashly, even if she didn't suspect anything, her mother would.
He didn't want her to distrust him in the slightest.
After waiting for five or six days, one day, the guards from the Great Jin Dynasty came back quickly and told him that Yi'er had come to set up a stall again.
He hurriedly packed up his bookcases, had the carriage deliver them to the alley, and then carried them in. In his hurry, he remembered that he had not bought peaches, so he asked the Da Jin guard to buy them. He waited until Da Jin bought the peaches before coming over.
When he appeared with a box of books, he saw Yi'er sitting under the big banyan tree. As for him, Aniu was sitting opposite her stall.
His seat was also taken by someone else, the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes. His original seat was also taken by an old woman buying eggplants.
He knew that the seats here were on a first-come, first-served basis. He looked around but couldn't find a suitable place. At least, it was too far away from Yi'er.
But Yi'er saw him and quickly stretched out her hand to call him over.
"Brother Aniu said that you haven't set up the stall for a few days. What's wrong with you?" Yi'er's face was a little pale, but still energetic and lively.
King Liang limped over, put down his bookcase, and said with some worry: "I haven't been feeling well these days, so I didn't come. By the way, A Niu said you were sick, are you okay?"
"It's okay, everything is fine now." Yi'er helped him take out the book, then moved her position slightly to make room, "Put it here first, I don't have much stock today."
King Liang arranged the books, then took out a bag of fresh peaches and handed them to her, "Here are some for you to eat."
Yi'er took it and opened it. Her eyes widened. She quickly took out a few and smelled them carefully. "What a nice fragrance. So nice."
Seeing how happy she was, King Liang smiled and said, "Eat."
Yi'er slowly put it down, the smile on her face still there, but her eyes were a little sad, "I... I'll just smell it, I'm too full today."
"You can eat even if you are full. Couldn't you eat several snacks even if you were full in the past?" King Liang sat down and looked at her sideways.
Yi'er looked at the sweet peach, smelled the peach fragrance, then put it down and swallowed her saliva, "I... I can't eat it for the time being."
"What's wrong?" The smile on King Liang's face slowly disappeared. She had always been extremely greedy. When he saw her giving him a peach that day, it was obvious that she was reluctant to give it up and wanted to take a bite.
But at that time he saw that the peaches were not ripe and not tasty, so he didn't think of bringing her good ones. Why is it that she doesn't eat them today
Yi'er's forced smile also disappeared, and she lowered her head and said quietly: "The doctor said that I have to take medicine for the next few months. The medicine contains Atractylodes lancea, and it cannot be eaten with peaches."
She gathered the peaches and saw King Liang staring at her in a daze. She comforted him instead, "It's okay. Eat them after I get better."
By the time she recovers, this year's peaches will be gone.
King Liang felt a pang of pain in his heart. She could have eaten it that day, even though it was sour, but at least she was allowed to have a taste of the freshness.
If I had known this earlier, I would have asked her to eat first that day.
"Yes, wait until you get better before eating." Liang Wang tried to cheer himself up and said with a smile: "Besides, what's so delicious about peaches? Besides, peaches are not edible. There are many other things to eat."
"Isn't it?" Yi'er also smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved, but her face was still a little pale.
Yi'er's business is not good today. No one has come to buy for a long time.
This was unprecedented; in the past her goods would always sell out.
She was feeling a little depressed. She sat on a small bench under the tree, holding her cheeks and sighing softly.
Seeing her listless face, the King of Liang felt bad too, so he consoled her: "Look at me, my business is always bad, but I never say I'm unhappy. Why are you unhappy just because your business is bad for one day?"
Yi Er said gloomily, "It's not because business is bad, but my mother said that I can't sell clay figurines anymore."
"Why?" King Liang was secretly surprised. "Is it because of your illness?"
"No," Yi'er shook her head, "My illness is not a problem. Taking medicine for one day and one night won't delay it."
"What's the reason?" King Liang was puzzled.
Yi'er sniffed, and her eyes turned slightly red. "Mother said that I have reached the age of marriage, and it is time to talk about marriage. If a girl always shows up in public, it will be bad for others. Mother said that if she marries me, the matter will be settled, and she can leave me."
King Liang was stunned as if he was struck by lightning.
"Get married?" he asked with difficulty.
Yi'er seemed very sad. "After I get married, my mother will leave. She always said that I was a burden. If it weren't for me, she would have left long ago."
King Liang was very worried. He didn't expect that everything had changed after just a few days.
He sat quietly, not knowing how to comfort Yi'er.
He wanted to marry her and protect her, but was he qualified to marry
He... isn't even a man anymore.
A feeling of grief and hatred welled up in my heart, and I looked at the busy road with despair.
In a panic, he saw two people. These two people were the ones who had been following and monitoring him year after year.
He clenched his fists, then lowered his voice and said to Yi'er, "Help me watch the stall for a while, I'll be out for a while."
Yi'er said "oh" and saw him walking out quickly.
He came back half an hour later.
Aside from his messy hair, his expression didn't change at all.
Yier asked, "Where did you go?"
"I met two old friends and went out to say hello." King Liang said with a smile.
"Do you have many old friends?" Yi'er asked enviously.
"A lot, a lot." He said almost through gritted teeth.
Yi Er said disappointedly: "I don't have many friends. My mother doesn't allow me to make friends. I told my mother about you."
"What did your mother say?" Prince Liang's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why he cared about the opinions of Yi'er's relatives.
Yier smiled and said, "My mother said that I can't have too much contact with men. Unless they are chosen by her, I can't trust them."
King Liang uttered an "oh" and looked melancholy.
The two of them sat there without talking much. Yi'er was obviously in a bad mood, and Prince Liang was also confused.
Leaning against the tree, looking at that bright face that was already shrouded in a slight sadness, he felt as if a huge rock was blocking his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
When closing the stall, Yi'er still had two clay figurines left.
King Liang asked, "Can you sell me this clay figurine?"
"You?" Yi'er picked up the two clay figurines and stuffed them into his hands, "I'll give them to you."
She picked up two more dolls and said, "I'll give you these two as well."
"You're not coming tomorrow?" King Liang was shocked.
"Let's see if I can convince my mother, but I have rarely had the chance to convince her in these years." Yi'er said dejectedly.
Prince Liang felt cold in his heart. In fact, even if she came, he couldn't come.
Murong Qiao's people have already followed here. If they knew that he cared about Yi'er...
He can't harm Yi'er.
Forget it, it was just an encounter like fireworks, short and brilliant.
(End of this chapter)