Where clouds pass in the long sky, the sunset sets and the afterglow becomes thinner.

There are smoke trees in the market.

People come and drive, and several hawks.

People no longer have to go to remote places to dig wild vegetables. The ancient city of Anhui began to be noisy again.

A tenant farmer passed by next to Xiao Zimu, turned around again, looked carefully, and then opened his mouth and called out tentatively: "Your Highness?"

With the exclamation of the tenant farmers, more and more people surrounded Xiao Zimu, who was alone.

"Your Highness, why are you standing here?"

"Your Highness, why don't you go to my house? Now you don't have to worry about food. The hen of the little family doesn't have to expect it to lay eggs every day. Let her daughter-in-law kill it and make soup for your highness?"

"You'd better go to my place. The villain cooks a good dish. He used to cook in the famous building in ancient Anhui. Your highness wants to eat something. The villain will cook it for you now."

Xiao Zimu has been honored since xiao'an. He has eaten gluttonous feasts and drunk nectar. He has been held in the palm of thousands of people and chased by thousands of people.

But I haven't heard these ardent voices and seen these expectant smiles.

For the people of ancient Anhui, Xiao Zimu not only saved them from fire and water, but also solved their long-term food problem in the future.

This is a great kindness, and your highness is the prince, and they have nothing to repay.

They can only give what they think is the best with simple and sincere feelings.

And Xiao Zimu was just warmed by this emotion.

The emotion of great recognition and expectation came into being, filled his heart, and gave him unprecedented satisfaction.

Xiao Zimu even regretted that if he had stood up earlier, would the people of Xiao state be better off now.

He couldn't help thinking of the dusty boy with a blue robe and a silver hairpin.

In the snowy night, walking side by side with him, behind them are rows of footprints left by them.

It was the first time they met. The boy was in the snow and solemnly swore that he would protect him and be safe all his life.

On the first day of the new year, Xiao Zimu heard that he went to the palace to visit spring.

He followed his trail to the imperial garden. They looked at each other from a long corridor.

The young man walked towards him with floating light and gold, with the scorching sun and smiling eyes and eyebrows.

In his clear eyes, there are uncontrollable stars.

That was the second time they met. In the mottled sunlight and in the deep corridor, the boy sincerely told him that you were different from them.

The last time, the four princes of the capital gathered at the gate of the Marquis house.

In front of all the favored children of heaven, the young man only called his name warmly and praised him with a smile.

That was the last time they met, the night of the capital and the Lantern Festival.

The lamp is as bright as the night sky in the day, and the sky lamp put for him in early summer is flying.

Under a little spark, it was finally his turn to say to him, I'll wait for you to come back.

Xiao Zimu was stripped from the initial haze. With the hope given by the people and the agreement remembered in his heart, he seemed to be reborn in the ancient Anhui market at the dawn of the lights.

Xiao Zimu declined their hospitality. It was not that he couldn't let go of his figure, but that he didn't want to cause them trouble.

He turned and got on the carriage left by Lu Zhongfu, and returned to the inn with a completely different mood.

Xiao Zimu wrote back a letter to the beginning of summer. It was revealed in his words that he had never found that he was ambitious and good at both the world and the world.

Xinya looked at Xiao Zimu who handed the letter to Bian Zhao at this time, which was different from when he just left Zheng Zhongguang's residence in the afternoon.

He was relieved of his constant worry.

Xinya feels that his Highness has been too pure in heart and few desires over the years. He seems to be gentle to everyone.

In fact, that is the real indifference to everyone.

Until your highness met the little Marquis, there was no real happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.

Even he can feel it.

Temperature

And let Xinya be grateful at the beginning of summer.

At this time, she was pressed by the queen on the chair in Yu'an palace and painted her eyebrows with powder.

Today is a big day for Hu and Liang to hunt in the eastern suburbs.

It was also the first time in early summer to attend the hunting in the name of Princess Suran of Daliang.

She had thought that hunting was supposed to be wearing a riding suit.

However, as a direct princess who is about to make peace with the Regent of the western regions.

It represents the face of the state of Liang. Naturally, the queen asked her to dress up to attend so as not to lose her tongue.

At this time, I can't wait to press her gorgeous dress everywhere.

"Xie Zhi, quickly take the cardan you prepared in the past and apply it to Su ran. Today's makeup is most suitable for such a positive red." The queen looked at the glorious early summer and always felt that there was something wrong with it.

Until I saw the cardan in my hand, I didn't remember what was missing.

"Madam, I just changed the cardan for you not long ago. I think I can't use it for the time being. I'm busy preparing the princess's clothes these days. I haven't prepared a new Cardan yet." Analytic Zhi heard the Queen's orders and replied with an apology.

Mi Jiao saw a layer of disappointment floating behind the king, so she said, "madam, there are other colors in the palace. It's better to change a peach red, which is not only atmospheric, but also delicate."

Although the queen still likes to be red in her heart, she can only change her color at present. He nodded and ordered Mi Jiao to get it.

Mi Jiao answered and stepped back.

At the beginning of summer, she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't even recognize her charming face after dressing up.

She grew up in the mountains when she was young. She was dressed as a man when she was young. She didn't wear a skirt at all.

Even after going down the mountain in my previous life, I was used to riding clothes and trousers in order to marry Xiao Yanjun and restore my daughter's body.

It was not until the day of her wedding with Xiao Yanjun that she put on gorgeous makeup, changed the palace clothes of the crown princess, took the Phoenix crown of nine trees and wore Phoenix clogs in early summer.

With a good wish to stay together for a long time, I waited for him in the east palace to lift the red veil.

Until the dead of night, the guests dispersed.

Xiao Yanjun was drunk and sent to the East Palace by Sinan.

At the beginning of summer, his hands were tightly twisted together, with expectation in his heart and a little shyness.

She sat on the happy bed and waited for a long time. She couldn't see Xiao Yanjun's feet coming from under her head. Filled with doubts, he shouted, "Your Highness?"

Time seemed to be silent and stopped, except for Xiao Yanjun's steady breathing and his vigorous beating heart in early summer.

The whole bedroom hall was quiet and there was no other sound.

At the beginning of summer, I forget how long the time has passed. It's about a cup of tea, a incense stick, or an hour.

Xiao Yanjun finally opened his mouth and questioned her in a cold and suspicious tone.

"Do you love me with all your heart?"