The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

“It’s raining really hard.”

On the desolate hill, a small post station stands quite lonely.

Although this post station is small, it is very old. The tiles on the roof, which has been repaired several times, are mottled in color. The rainwater gathers into tiny streams and flows down from a corner of the eaves.

There were not many people in the post station. An old postmaster was leaning on a chair and sleeping soundly. In front of him was a row of cabinets that looked exactly like those in an ordinary restaurant. On top of the cabinets was a plate of unfinished fried beans and next to it was a half-pot of cold wine.

Three lightly dressed women rushed into the lobby of the post station before the rain started. Lu Weiyuan, who was running in front, went forward and knocked on the cabinet. The old postmaster snorted twice and opened his eyes: "The upper room is 20 cents a night, the lower room is 15 cents, and the common bed is 5 cents. It does not include food and hot water - you have to pay for this separately."

"Three rooms upstairs, with hot water, and three horses outside that need some feed." Lu Weiyuan had a young face, but spoke with the air of a seasoned veteran, "Use good bean cakes, and don't use moldy ones."

The old postmaster's eyes widened instantly. He stood up and cheerfully took the silver coins that Lu Weiyuan had placed on the counter and weighed them: "Okay, Miss, do you want some food? We don't have anything else here, but this is dried pheasant and roasted taro, which you can't get anywhere else."

Although this place is not too far from the capital, it is an old road that has existed for a long time. After a new official road that is wider, flatter and shorter was built, not many people walked on this road anymore.

Although the post stations along the road have not been closed down, there are usually few people there, let alone the opportunity to earn extra money.

"Please add two more side dishes." Lu Weiyuan said after a little thought.

"Okay, please wait a moment, Xiao Li! Light a charcoal fire for the distinguished guests!" The old postmaster put away the silver and shouted twice to the back.

A young, plain-looking man walked out of the house. He also yawned, and swiftly brought a brazier. There was a thick layer of ash under the brazier, but only three short pieces of charcoal in it. "This is a small place in the wilderness, so please don't be disdainful of it, my dear guests."

These two men are the two postmasters of this post station. In this dynasty, the postmasters are "officials" among "officials", which are slightly higher than "common people", but not much higher.

Neither of the two postmasters investigated the origins of the three women who traveled together. The old postmaster had sharper eyes and had seen that their origins were probably extraordinary. However, there were many women from official families who traveled together like this these days - especially in the vicinity of the capital. They either went out hunting with friends, or ran away from home because of a quarrel with their family. The more ferocious ones dared to ride alone on horseback to other states...

But most of the noble women who dared to make such a trip had some skills. From top to bottom, from the royal family to the common people, this dynasty has always had a martial spirit. Now that the Queen has come to the throne, she has strongly supported female generals and soldiers. As a result, the noble women in the capital also take pride in being able to ride and shoot, and to be good at swordsmanship.

But what the old postmaster had seen more often were the female generals who went out on business from the three major camps in the capital.

He was old and had experienced enough things. In the past few years, he could occasionally see one or two female generals teaching a lesson to those ignorant fools from other places who flirted with a woman alone. But in recent years, he had seen it less and less.

"Fortunately, we chose this road. If we had taken the other road, we would have to sleep in the wilderness and get soaked by the heavy rain." Lu Weiyuan said with a smile.

Hu Ziyi continued: ".......You can try not to run so fast, so you won't miss the nearest post station on the official road."

"The official road is crowded and gray. What's the point?"

Bai Queci, who was not as skilled as the other two and had been carried along almost all the way, was still a little overwhelmed. She tried hard to understand Lu Weiyuan's words for a while, but really couldn't figure out what she was trying to express.

But Hu Ziyi was obviously well-received by Lu Weiyuan's way of expression. Seeing Bai Queci's bewildered expression, she kindly explained: "There are many people on the official road, and there is a lot of dust. Miss doesn't want to eat dust; and because there are so many people, it is crowded and blocked, which hinders Miss's interest in enjoying the scenery along the way."

Bai Que Ci: "......"

"So that's how it is. I am too shallow." She showed a slightly tired smile - Bai Queci was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old this year. Although she was young and strong, she had only practiced martial arts for a short time and spent most of her time running the business. Therefore, when she was traveling, she couldn't catch up with the two people even if she tried her best. In the end, they had to carry Bai Queci on their horses for a while to prevent her from falling behind.

Even now, having already sat in the post station for two quarters of an hour, Bai Queci still felt his legs and head were numb.

"Sister Bai, don't underestimate yourself. Few people can follow my way of thinking. Xin Sui just took advantage of the fact that we have been childhood sweethearts for a long time. I believe that with Sister Bai's wisdom, if we spend more time together for a month or so, you will get used to it."

Hu Ziyi: "......"

She turned her head quietly, and her eyes and gazes fell on Lu Weiyuan's eyes. The latter did not avoid it, but shrugged: "Okay, I will try to make my words clearer next time."

After that, she looked at Bai Queci, who was a little bit unable to fit in with the atmosphere of the two people: "Alas, I talk less, and she thinks I don't speak clearly; I want to speak more clearly, but she thinks I talk too much. Sister Bai, how can there be such a difficult person in this world? Sometimes I really can't figure out whether she is my playmate or someone sent by God to torture me. But I love her so much that I can't bear to do anything to her. But she took advantage of this point to bully me. What can I do? I can only stab myself. Sister Bai, do you think this matter is worrying..."

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Hu Ziyi covered her face with her hands in pain.

Bai Queci suddenly felt like laughing for some reason, but it was the first time she had ever been with this prince, so she didn't know whether she should laugh or not, so her expression froze on her face: "Well..."

"From what I see, it's this lady who bullied this guy, right?"

A voice suddenly came from the side.

Lu Weiyuan stopped talking and looked sideways, only to see a woman dressed in men's clothes. She was not very old, but her hands were very rough. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella that was still dripping with water, leaning against the door, her eyes full of smiles.

It looks familiar.

Or does it sound familiar?

Lu Weiyuan tilted his head and thought nonchalantly.