The full moon was hanging high, and an hour later, Ren Anle looked at Chang Liu Street, where the crowds had dispersed and the lights were dying down, and coughed awkwardly against Yuan Shu's grieving eyes.
"I heard from the people who had dispersed that the Crown Prince did not attend the poetry meeting today, so it's not that we're late."
Yuan Shu sighed and squatted in the corner of the carriage drawing circles, extremely pitiful.
Ren Anle has always been a sincere and outspoken bandit leader. With a soft heart, she promised Yuan Shu that she would accompany her around the capital next month, and they all drove back to the house happily.
The capital city is empty late at night. Instead as it had been during the festival, there is a heavy, sedate feeling washed over the city.
The wheels rattling in the quiet streets were still clear when a sudden sound of horses' hooves came straight towards them.
Ren Anle opened her eyes, looking slightly playful, and pointed her finger at the yawning Yuan Shu: "It seems that this master was born with a strong fortune and luck, perhaps she didn't come out in vain tonight."
As soon as the words left her mouth, the carriage came to a sudden halt and Chang Qing's voice rang out steadily.
"Who is stopping the carriage ahead?"
"My master asked the general to stay in the residence for a while." The visitor was polite and courteous, but his words were not respectful.
"Miss?" Chang Qing lifted the curtain and asked in a low voice.
The men on the several horses outside were all dressed in navy blue cloth, carrying long swords. With stern, cold brows, their bravery was intimidating.
The corners of Ren Anle's mouth lifted slightly, and the hand on her knee tapped: "If it is an invitation from a nobility, Anle's refusal would be impolite"
With a flick of the hem of her sleeve, the curtain fell.
When he heard Ren Anle's casual response, a touch of surprise floated across the eyes of the man leading the horse. With a wave of his hand, he led Chang Qing's carriage deeper into the street.
Inside the carriage, Yuan Shu scratched her head: "Miss, are you acquaintances...?"
Yuan Qin gave her a tap on the forehead, "Fool, there is a curfew in the capital at night. How many people in the imperial capital do you think have the guts to send guards to openly stop people on the street late at night!"
Yuan Shu rubbed her forehead as realization dawned on her. When she understood it, she winked at Ren Anle with a wicked look on her face.
Ren Anle was too lazy to deal with her. She closed her eyes and began to rest.
" General, please get out of the carriage"
The carriage came to a steady stop and a voice from outside sounded. Ren Anle stretched her back and threw a 'don't spoil the fun' look at Yuan Shu, Yuan Qin, who wanted to follow, and got out of the carriage.
The luxurious and graceful palace suddenly appeared in front of her, and the slightly dull back door made Ren Anle raise her eyebrows.
Hey, to think that she was famous in the south of Jin, but now she has become a nobody!
The guards led Ren Anle towards the palace, past the serene back garden, and stopped at a pavilion.
Ren Anle blinked, then lazily leaned against a rockery on the side and moved to a comfortable position.
A game of chess is set on a stone table in the pavilion. Han Yue was dressed in azure dragon fish white chang fu, sitting in the pavilion and playing white and black. The hazy light reflected on his body, revealing his warm and moist face. Ren Anle squinted at him, she thought that the poor mountains and waters of Jinan could not really raise such a fine breed.