Chapter 259: Meeting only accidentally

The more you walk towards Daxi, the more prosperous and charming you are. The lakes and mountains or the bustling streets are all dizzying, especially the kitty stuff, which opened my eyes.
The convoy drove for about a month and a half, and finally reached Daxing, the capital of Daxi. This three-faced metropolis with a large scale, well-designed and well-organized layout, has a central north-south axis running through the city, balanced and symmetrical from east to west, and the squares are arranged like a chessboard. Driving among them, I only feel that the city is far away and the city is huge, which is shocking.
My arrival didn't seem to arouse the slightest attention from Emperor Zhangxuan. The visit to the palace that was supposed to be the next day was also cancelled for some high-sounding reasons. After I was arranged to enter the post house, the palace sent a large number of guards and maids to take care of my daily life, and three other mothers and Chunxi together guided me in my behavior. The who delivered the decree only said that I should get acquainted with the rules of the Daxi Palace first, and when the lucky day arrived, he would marry me and Wang Yu.
That's fine. Anya and I stay in the post all day long, hoping that auspicious day will be later and later.
But no matter how we look forward to it, this day is still coming.
With five days left before the auspicious day, the three mothers returned to the palace and resumed their lives. Seeing that I learned the rules well, Mother Chunxi gave me a day off.
Early in the morning, I dressed up with Anya and slipped out in the handymanship of fruit and vegetables.
It was early, and only a few hawkers hurried along the empty streets with their burdens. The gates of the shops in the market were closed, and it was not yet time to open.
Because I came out in a handyman, I woke up very early in the morning without drinking any water. Walking on the street at this moment, my heart was relieved, and I felt hungry and dry.
Anya looked around and pursed her small mouth in disappointment: "This big morning market is too late, too. The sky is bright, and there is no shop to open."
I thought for a while and said: "The post house we live in is used by the royal family to receive envoys. The neighborhood is definitely not a place where ordinary people can walk around at will. Important officials and nobles are still asleep at the moment, and it is normal for the market shops to not open."
"How can this be good?" Anya glanced at me worriedly. "The princess' breakfast is useless. Is it going to be hungry until noon?"
I waved my hand and walked forward: "What are you afraid of? Let's go to the West Market. There must be something delicious and fun."
There are many merchants in Daxing West City, there are many mansion shops, and the goods are dazzling. I have heard of the name of extremely prosperous trade in Rouran. The beautiful silk and satin, lifelike embroidery, ingenious jewelry, fragrant and smooth powder, and novel and exquisite utensils brought by the merchants who came from far away are all exciting and exciting. treasure.
Sure enough, as soon as Anya heard the word "West Market", her eyes lighted up and she touched her sleeve and said, "I don't know if the servants and maids have enough money, but don't miss the good things."
I heard the words "pushed" and laughed. "We will live here forever in the future. It is not easy for you to come up and buy. What are you afraid of."
I was thinking about reaching out and patting her like I used to tease her, but as soon as I lifted my hand, sadness surged, and the smile that only floated on my cheek faded like a flower.
Yes, from now on, this is where I live for long. There is no clansman, no relatives or friends, only a maid is left by my side, alone counting the rising and falling of the moon, looking at my homeland but never returning.
There is also the husband I will marry, the victorious general on the battlefield, and he will be my family in the future. However, I think of those generals in Wang Tingli, one by one, rude, arrogant, cold, ignorant of Fengyue, ignorant of etiquette, and the whole body is full of blood. He is battle-tested, so naturally. Just thinking about it, I will fight a cold war and regret my decision at the time.
"Princess, princess, "Anyalla pulled my sleeve:" The servant girl saw that there was a stall in front of me as if there was something to eat. Would you like to go see it?"
I heard the words and looked at it. Sure enough, there was a small stall on the street. A big pot holder was slowly steaming in the road. There was a simple wooden table and a few low stools beside the pot. Three or two men in commoners were sitting on the stools and eating. what.
I also felt hungry and uncomfortable, so I took Anya and walked over.
This is a noodle stall. After we ordered two bowls of noodles, we stood aside and waited. I saw thin white noodles tumbling in the pot, and the stall owner was a man over half a hundred years old, with pale hair like a misty cloud in the morning light. He crouched slightly, put the noodles into the bowl with a pair of long chopsticks, sprinkled the chopped green onion and drizzled the sauce on top, and the fragrance was immediately overflowing, and he felt a warm heart in the cool morning.
An Ya and I just had a face-to-face to eat, and there was a rush of horseshoes in front of us, accompanied by smoke from far to near.
Because it was early morning, the stall was placed near the road. The stall owner let out a "hi" and quickly greeted several diners to help lift the cauldron aside. But in a blink of an eye, the horse was close at hand, and I couldn't react with Anya and got too close. The horse drove fast, and instantly took me and Anya down, sprinkled all over the floor, and some dripped on the body.
"Master... Master, are you okay?" Anya stood up hurriedly, looking at me with horror and worry.
I shook my head, but my heart kept beating. If you get closer, you might be seriously injured by being caught under the horse's hoof.
"Brother, are you okay?" A man's voice rang from the top of his head, and I was taken aback for a moment. The voice was so beautiful, like a turbulent spring, and couldn't help but raise his head.
Standing in front of me against the light, he wore white clothes to win snow, with silver and special patterns on it, which made people as clean as pine and cypress. His smile was gentle, like a spring sun in March. The tone was sincere, with concern like a brother, and a deep apology. He stretched out a hand to help me up, his fingers were slender and his nails were shiny, but full of strength. I was dizzy and grabbed his hand, feeling a hard callus in the dry and warm palm, I wanted to be a martial artist.
"What's the matter with you? I don't even look at riding a horse!" Anya exclaimed dissatisfiedly, standing aside.
He turned around and smiled apologetically at her, and Anya's unforgiving mouth was also closed at this moment, and a little red rose on her face.
"I'm sorry," he looked at the others, and said softly: "I have an urgent matter below. I don't want to bump into everyone. I don't know if there is a loss?" He let go of my hand and went to see the stall owner and a few others.
Seeing his extraordinary tolerance, the stall owner really didn't have any loss, and waved his hand again and again: "Nothing is nothing, if this young man is in a hurry, go ahead."
He tilted his head slightly for a moment, loosened his frown, and took out some silver from a silver purse and said: "Everyone is shocked. This little silver, take it to drink to suppress the shock."
Everyone rejected it and accepted it. He turned to me and saw some noodles hanging on my clothes and Anya, he couldn't help but smile, looking very handsome.
He handed me the purse: "For the rest, buy new clothes with this little brother. If it hurts, go see the doctor." He said, looking at the sky, showing a little anxiety Come, say: "There is indeed an urgent matter below, I'm sorry to have to go ahead." Then he rode away.
I watched this man disappear into the bright golden light of the sunrise, and when I recovered, I felt my cheeks burning and my heart beating.
Such a good-looking man, yet so gentle, and the figure in the girl's dream, it is so consistent.
It's just that I'm afraid that there will be no time to meet.