Emperor Shengyuan knew that his wife was following him, and the fragrance on her body was intermittent, coming from far and near. Pretending to find a few suspicious people, he stared at them as he walked past him, looked back for a long time, and out of the corner of his eyes accurately captured the lady's figure.
It was a 16 or 17-year-old young man. I don't know how to get it, and it was much taller than her actual height. She was wearing an ordinary blue shirt, with a black hair on her head. I can't remember what I look like, if I throw it in the crowd, I can hide it immediately.
Well, this mask is really beautiful! Emperor Sheng Yuan secretly praised her, and his eyes seemed to pass over her intentionally or unintentionally. He knew that Madam would not be deterred by this occasional attention. On the contrary, she would be so competitive, she would run up to him to test or even provoke her.
Sure enough, realizing that she was seen, the lady who pretended to be squatting on the side of the road to buy fruit threw down a copper plate, picked the largest and freshest one, and swayed closer while eating. If she hadn't judged her identity from the smell, Emperor Sheng Yuan would have doubted whether the dignified and virtuous lady in front of him was a dignified and virtuous lady.
I didn't expect her to have such a cynical side. what to do? The more I get to know her, the more fascinated I become. I really want to pull people into my arms and hug her firmly when she gets close! I can't hold back the joy in my heart, every pore is relaxing and cheering for her...
How exactly
Emperor Sheng Yuan tried his best to restrain his inner turmoil, and his deep eyes stared straight into Xiao Lang's eyes. Xiao Lang didn't dodge, instead he raised his eyebrows and glared back, cursing in a rough voice that was not fully developed, "Mummy, what are you looking at? Are you asking for a beating?" The skin is sallow, without a trace of flaws.
Hearing her sudden change of voice, Emperor Sheng Yuan was amazed in his heart, but there was an expression of doubt and release on his face, he turned his head indifferently, and looked at the other person. He noticed that the lady quickly raised the corners of her lips, she seemed very proud, and he couldn't help but feel happy. She likes to play, so just play with her.
He walked from the West Market to the East Market, went back and forth, and finally got a little tired. He stopped paying attention to the people around him, and turned to look at the street vendors.
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Guan Suyi followed Emperor Shengyuan all the way, thinking that he should have given up, so he relaxed his vigilance and began to wander slowly. But she did not go far, but fell behind the man not far or near, wanting to see how the emperor spent his time in his spare time.
He seems to rarely go shopping. On the contrary, before the founding of the country, he fought on the battlefield, and after the founding of the country, he lived in the deep palace to handle government affairs. This kind of people's livelihood, customs, and customs were common to others, and should be extremely new to him.
He didn't seem to know a lot of the things being sold on the roadside, and he often squatted down to watch for a long time. The tall figure blocked the rest of the customers, making the stall owner very unhappy, and he slammed it several times. He didn't care about ordinary people, but his expression was a little embarrassed.
It turned out that the Kunal he first knew was not a disguise, but a part of his true heart. Guan Suyi hid in the corner and snickered. For some reason, her heart became extraordinarily soft. Winning or losing, you suppressed me and I resisted you, became less important.
She continued to follow him and saw him squatting at a booth selling sugar paintings. Even a three-year-old knows this thing, so naturally he will not be ignorant to that level. He said warmly, "The stall owner, draw me a horse. Put more sugar, put more sugar."
"Okay, wait a minute, big brother!" The stall owner scooped a spoonful of syrup and poured it on the smooth stone slab, quickly shaping a golden horse.
"Add a little more sugar, a little more!" He seemed extremely addicted to sweetness, and was dissatisfied with the stingy ingredients used by the stall owner. With a big hand, he poured a spoonful of syrup onto the horse's stomach. The stall owner cried out, "Oops, Oops," and looked very distressed. Seeing that he took out a dime of silver from his purse, he smiled again, and quickly pressed the bamboo sticks in the syrup.
What does it look like when a nine-foot tall strong man walks through the streets with a huge sugar painting? Before today, Guan Suyi was completely unimaginable, but now she can't help laughing. She covered her mouth with her fist and followed quietly, the more she watched, the more interesting she became.
Fortunately, Kunal noticed the strange eyes of passersby in time, and his ears slowly turned red. When he saw a drooling child standing on the street, he handed over the candy painting and said gruffly, "Here, let's eat it."
"Here, is it for me?" The child looked at him eagerly, wanting to take it but not daring to take it.
"Give it to you, take it to share with them." He pointed to a group of radish heads huddled behind the child.
The child confirmed again and again, and finally took the sugar painting, turned around and ran away quickly, calling friends and companions while running, asking everyone to enjoy it together. Seeing the joy of the children, he shook his head with a smile and walked away. The children's parents were nearby, smiling or bowing at him, and he returned the salute one by one, without the slightest gesture of superiority.
Is this the real Junal? On the contrary, the virtuous and inscrutable Emperor Sheng Yuan in the palace was the one who disguised it. Before she knew it, Guan Suyi's resistance decreased a lot, because she found that the distance between herself and the other party did not seem to be as far as the sky and the earth.
The two walked to the Flower and Bird Street one after the other, just in time to see someone juggling, holding a little monkey in a red jacket in his hand and ordering it to perform somersaults, jumping in fire rings and other actions. The little monkey, but hesitant, will be whipped and squeaked in pain.
The passersby cheered and applauded one after another. The liveliness was lively, but there were not many people who gave coins, which made the artist even more anxious, and the whips slapped loudly. Seeing the little monkey hugging her head and hiding her tears, Guan Suyi couldn't bear it. She was hesitating whether to reveal her identity, but she saw Kunal grabbing the whip and said loudly, "Stop hitting, you bastard. I bought the monkey." While speaking, he took out his purse, and found that the broken silver had been used up, so he had to take out a gold bead.
The passers-by were in an uproar, saying that this man was rich and strong, and he must be a soldier. The artist did not dare to offend him, and was even more afraid that he would regret it, threw the whip and snatched the gold beads and quickly slipped away.
He hooked his fingers at the little monkey holding his head, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing squatting there? Come with me."
The little monkey actually understood, and immediately climbed along his long legs to his shoulders, sat firmly, and carefully held the braid on the back of his head with one hand to prevent it from falling off. The passers-by were in an uproar again, saying that this monkey was a god. He couldn't move in every way before, but now he can understand people's words, and if he bought it back to Haosheng to tune and teach, he would definitely not lose anything.
Guan Suyi was stunned when she saw it, and after a while, she laughed lowly again, and her heart ached after laughing. She understood Kunal completely, and inadvertently, she had already been absorbed into his open heart, and could not help interpreting everything about him.
He thought that he was the reincarnation of an evil spirit, not only killing his mother, but also his wife and children. Once his wife gave birth, his tragedy would repeat itself on them, so he alienated all women and children, but he yearned in his heart. He longs for family affection and love, just because he thinks he can never get it.
And when he faced the beast, his eyes were like watching the same kind. After so many years, even if he leaves the forest, his sense of belonging to beasts is far more than that of human beings. It is difficult for him to integrate into the crowd, but he has to integrate. To be able to restrain the animal nature in his heart to the present, he is very difficult, and even more so. Awesome.
Guan Suyi suddenly wanted to end the game, walked over generously and greeted him, only to see him swerve and enter a bookstore.
Since the imperial examination was imminent, the Shusibian Office kept many papers, and the poor disciples who could not afford the books could copy the books for the store while reviewing their homework, and finally earn some money. The outside hall is very quiet, and whoever walks in will take the initiative to slow down and lower the volume so as not to disturb others.
Guan Suyi, who had planned to reveal her identity, had to hold back, and secretly observed Kunal's every move through a bookshelf. He was taking off the ink stick on the Bogu shelf, put it on his nose and smelled it, and said in surprise, "It smells so bad! How can it smell so bad?"
The shopkeeper grabbed the grinding strips and put them back in the brocade box, and scolded, "What do you savage know? The ink sticks smell like this. If you don't buy them, don't move around! Hey, why did you bring the monkeys in too? It If you run around in my store and break something, can you afford it? Walk around, get out!"
Guan Suyi was about to step forward to clear the siege, when a woman wearing an emerald green skirt with the same color tulle on her face slanted in and said softly, "Store, you have to welcome customers when you open the door for business. Inhumane? What happened to barbarians? Barbarians can’t read and write? How can I know that the emperor only started to study Confucianism when he was in his twenties, but now he is talented and full of knowledge. Learning is no distinction between high and low, just ordinary people’s eyes and eyes.”
When the shopkeeper saw her being carried out of the emperor, and the man was from the Jiuli tribe, he looked like a military man, and quickly said with a smile, "Miss Xu said that she is petty and narrow, and treats this uncle slowly. What do you want to see? Please."
The woman pointed to the little monkey and pointed out, "It looks cute, but it can't control it when it gets crazy. Next time, it's better to keep it at home." Then she walked to the counter, took out a few volumes of books, and her voice was very graceful. "Storekeeper, the book you want has already been copied. You can check it. If there is something wrong, I will take it home and re-copy it, so I won't embarrass you."
"Where is Miss Xu Er! Who doesn't know that the books you copied with your own hands have never been wrong, and the first-hand hairpin and small script are the best in the world. How many people spend a lot of money to order your manuscripts, and picking your thorns is not the same as eggs. Pick your bones!" The store owner took the booklet, his eyes glowing.
Emperor Shengyuan, who was going to leave, immediately leaned over when he heard this and looked into the open page. He wanted to see what the so-called crowning font was like. Guan Suyi also paced over, looking at the woman from the corner of her eye. Miss Xu Er? Wouldn't she be the queen of Kunal's previous life, the second daughter of Xu Guangzhi