The world is broken, the cubs mend it

Pei Zhiyan knew that the baby was coming. He could clearly feel her warm breath sprayed on the back of his hand. He didn't know what she was sniffing like a puppy.

"..."

Yuanyuan kicked off her embroidered shoes and climbed onto the bed. She rested her head on her small pillow, closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

She originally wanted to tell her father not to kill anyone again, but she forgot about it after she fell asleep.

When she woke up, Pei Zhiyan was no longer in the room, and the corners of the quilt she was covering herself with had been tucked in again.

The autumn wind is bleak and the sky is getting dark earlier.

Caizhi heard the noise and came in to help her dress. The Master Seal-holder left without having dinner.

"Did Daddy tell me where he went?"

Yuanyuan opened her little hands and let her tidy up her clothes, her eyes looking towards the door.

"This slave doesn't know."

Caizhi shook her head. She didn't think the Master would tell them what he was going to do.

The dinner was a sumptuous meal with all the specialties of Lizhou. Yuanyuan drank a bowl of lotus seed soup and ate a lot of dishes.

It was already dark outside and Daddy still hadn't come back. She wiped her mouth and went to the front yard to look for Xing Zhao.

"Take me to find Daddy."

Yuanyuan grabbed the scabbard on his waist with her little hand and found that he was the only Jinyiwei who followed him from the capital.

"Master Seal will be back later, you should rest early."

Xing Zhao rubbed her head. The rebels had been wiped out, and there was only one last mission left.

"I'm going to find him now. Take me there. You must know where Daddy is."

Yuanyuan kept tugging at him, but Daddy always left without saying a word.

The child kept making a fuss, and Xing Zhao finally couldn't persuade her anymore, so he agreed to take her out to play for a while without telling her where Pei Zhangyin was.

Yuanyuan was wearing a little monkey mask, and her entire face was covered tightly. Xing Zhao also changed into black plain clothes and covered his face with a larger mask.

Today is the Moon Worship Festival and a lantern festival is being held at the market. Lanterns of various colors are displayed on the stalls for sale, and there are also many children wearing masks like her on the street.

There was a crowd of people ahead and the sound of drums and gongs could be heard. Yuanyuan's attention was drawn there, but she was too short to see anything in the crowd.

Xing Zhao stood the child on his shoulders, and his vision immediately broadened.

Wangchun Tower is holding an activity of guessing riddles and giving away lanterns. Riddles are written on red couplets for people to guess the answers.

Yuanyuan looked at the young people around him holding fans. He guessed the answer correctly and had many beautiful lanterns in his hands. He was also eager to try to guess.

"Next is this riddle. Does anyone know the answer?"

The man presiding over the lantern festival pointed to the couplet, which read: Round when painted, square when written, short in winter, long in summer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanyuan raised her hand and said, "I know! I know!"

"You really know?"

Xing Zhao asked in surprise, can she really read?

The tender childish voice immediately attracted the man's attention, and he came over with a smile on his face: "Hey! This young man is so knowledgeable at such a young age. Please reveal the answer to the riddle."

Yuanyuan beckoned him to come closer and whispered, "I don't know, can you tell me quietly?"

"..."

The man's smile froze on his face, and he exclaimed in his heart, Wow, could this be a genius?

But as the organizer of the Lantern Festival, he still had some adaptability, and forced a smile to the crowd: "This young friend guessed wrong, considering her young age, I will give her a small hint."

The fabrics and embroidery of the child's clothes are all of the highest quality, and the attendants following her also look heroic and extraordinary. She must not be the daughter of an ordinary merchant family.

I think she must be the daughter of a high-ranking official, so she must be given enough face.

"do you know?"

Yuanyuan looked down at Xing Zhao. She only knew a few simple words and didn't recognize anything on the red couplet.

"I...have never read a book..."

Although Xing Zhao was fair-skinned and had a scholarly temperament, he could only recognize a few simple words and was not good at guessing the answer to the riddle.

The man gave Yuanyuan another chance and said, "This thing should only exist in heaven."

"Clouds?"

Yuanyuan made a blind guess and concluded that there are so many things in the sky.

"No ..."

The man was about to announce that she was unfortunately eliminated when she quickly interrupted him.

"Birds? Moon? Stars?"

Yuanyuan accurately avoided all the correct answers and asked questions like a machine gun.

"No ..."

The man twitched his lips and was about to look for the next person to solve the puzzle, but Xing Zhao grabbed his arm again: "Could it be the sun in the sky?"

"Yes, but you have missed your chance."

This master and servant really managed to get together!

But in public, men cannot show their bias too blatantly.

"I've already guessed it, so just give it another chance!"

Xing Zhao spoke in a gentle voice, begging the man to give them the lantern.

It really took a lot of effort for two uneducated cobblers to guess it.

"Do you have any shame? You've guessed so many times? If you can't guess it, get out of here and don't waste time here."

Suddenly, a young man who couldn't wait spat at them and suggested that they just tell them the answer directly.

"What did you say?"

Xing Zhao looked at the man accurately. Even if he thought they had guessed too many times, he shouldn't have cursed them.

"I said you guys are shameless, how come you don't know how to be ashamed? Did your parents die and no one taught you?"

The young master continued to curse at him, with a hint of contempt in his words.

"court death!"

Xing Zhao drew the long sword from his waist and pointed it at the man's throat.

"You dare to brandish a knife or a gun at me? Do you know who my father is?"

This man was none other than the eldest son of the prefect Chen, a notorious playboy in Lizhou who often frequented brothels.

"Who is your father?" Xing Zhao sneered. None of the officials in Lizhou were worthy of his attention.

"My father is the governor of Lizhou. Kneel down and apologize to grandpa now, and I will forgive you."

"..."

Xing Zhao looked at him with a hint of mockery in his eyes. He raised his hand to cover the child's eyes and raised his sword to kill him in the throat.

His swordsmanship was very good and could kill people silently. He didn't have to die, but he was the son of Governor Chen, so he had to die.

The people around him were frightened by his look before they could even scream. He paid the host, took a lantern, and left with his child.

After walking for a while, he took his hand away from the child's eyes and handed her the small goldfish lantern in his hand. The fish tail at the back could sway as the person moved.

"Did you kill that man just now?"

Yuanyuan was feeling a little depressed and vaguely guessed what he had done.

"No, I just beat him up."

"Really?"

"Of course. Don't you think he shouldn't die for saying that?"

Xing Zhao was an orphan and hated people saying these things the most. However, if that person was not the son of Governor Chen, he would at most just beat him up and would not really take his life.

"It's wrong for him to curse, but just teach him a lesson. If he dies, there will be nothing left."

Yuanyuan felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, as if she had really died once.