comeback [rebirth]

Yong'an Street is brightly lit, and the chatter and laughter are noisy. Although it is not as good as the lantern festivals that spread throughout Chang'an City in the Shangyuan period, it is still enough to fill the space with life.

It's not that Cen Yuan has never been to Qiqiao's market before, and when he is really free, he will go to the street to join in the fun and feel the popularity.It's just that he was alone most of the time, and even Lou Yuanbai didn't bother to bring it along.

However, it is really not a comfortable thing to be alone in the crowd of twos and twos around, so when begging for a coincidence, Cen Yuan usually only takes a rough stroll around, and then returns to the mansion quickly.

He also didn't expect that the first time he went to the Qiqiao market with someone, it was with Yan Xuan.

In the end, Yan Xuan still "bowed his head" to Cen Yuan, or rather, he didn't fight for long at all, and followed others to climb the wall and leave Yan's mansion.The two of them followed the shortest route to Yong'an Avenue, but they were blocked by the stalls erected on the side of the road in the alley, so they had to take a detour and join the crowd from the place closest to the palace gate.

Compared with the previous years, the Qiqiao Market in the past two years seems to have surpassed the original intention of Qiqiao, and it is more like a good time for some idlers to do some small profits and small businesses.I saw the entire Yong'an Avenue packed shoulder to shoulder, and there were two solid fortresses lined up with stalls along the street. Crowds crowded around the stalls, and there were almost no gaps.

Cen Yuan glanced at the Mingyu Sword that Yan Xuan had been carrying by his side recently, and suddenly said, "I'll give you a sword tassel for this sword later, it's so bald, it's uncomfortable to look at."

Ever since finding someone to beat the Mingyu Sword back then, the only thing Cen Yuan was dissatisfied with was the hilt, and he always felt that something was missing.

Yan Xuan followed his gaze and looked down: "No—"

"There is no 'no need'." Cen Yuan knew what Yan Xuan was going to say as soon as he heard the other party's voice, "If you give it to you, take it."

He was so intolerable, Yan Xuan couldn't say anything more.For a moment, the two of them were shoulder to shoulder, moving forward slowly amidst the crowd, they were so close, but for some reason, it seemed that there was an inexplicable invisible barrier between the two of them. Into a silent embarrassment.

On a scorching day in July, Cen Yuan still only wore a milky white simple gown with narrow sleeves and a belt.Even so, he still felt a thin layer of sweat dripping from his body, and he didn't know whether it was because of the crowded environment or because of nervousness.

——He was actually a little nervous.

The voices of peddlers on both sides were endless, and two children who were about ten years old bought paper pinwheels at a certain stall, raised them above their heads, and shuttled through the gaps in the crowd by taking advantage of their thin stature.The paper windmill took advantage of the night wind and turned quickly.

Cen Yuanwu was in a daze, and was suddenly bumped by the child who passed by him, his footsteps swayed, and he bumped into Yan Xuan firmly, and subconsciously grabbed the other's arm with one hand.

"I'm sorry." He hurriedly apologized to Yan Xuan, let go of his hand angrily, and subconsciously glanced at the children who were smiling freely, but two other familiar figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

——He always felt that he saw himself and Yan Xuan before.

This glance may have been for a long time, until Yan Xuan asked him: "Want?"

"Huh?" Cen Yuan was taken aback for a moment, before realizing it in the next second. Yan Xuan never likes to joke, so this can't be talking about people, so it can only be something in people's hands.

Cen Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not a child, what do I want that pinwheel for?"

Yan Xuan half-supported him, and the corners of his lips seemed to raise a slight arc, making Cen Yuan think it was an illusion under the light.

"Wait." Yan Xuan dropped two words succinctly, and walked towards the stall selling paper pinwheels.After a while, he came back with a colorful paper pinwheel in his hand.

"..." Cen Yuan could only take it, and didn't know what tone to use: "When did you start to have this inexplicable stubbornness?"

Yan Xuan didn't say a word, but the smile on his face seemed to get deeper.

Cen Yuan suddenly had a guess: This person... Could it be that he is happy?

But why?

It can't be because of the marriage bestowed by the emperor, can it?

He was thinking wildly, walked silently with Yan Xuan for a while, and then heard Yan Xuan ask: "You said you were frightened this morning, it should be just an excuse."

Only then did Cen Yuan come back to his senses, subconsciously fiddled with the paper pinwheel with his hands, disapprovingly: "I don't like going to court in the first place, and besides, it won't hurt anything if I skip going this once."

This morning, before dawn, the palace sent someone to remind Cen Yuan that he hadn't been to the court for a long time, and that he should do some duties as a prince occasionally, and not always be greedy for pleasure.

The subtext is——today you just do it.

However, Cen Yuan didn't give any face, he didn't even show his face, he just asked the boy to go out and reply, saying that he still has lingering fears because of Xia Miaoshi's stabbing a few days ago, and begged his father to allow him to rest for a few more days .When Emperor Ning asked where the second prince was in the early court, this naturally became the answer heard by the officials present.

But in fact, Cen Yuan certainly didn't refuse to go to court because of Xia Miao's affairs.

I still remember that in the previous life, he went to the early court on the day of Qiqiao, and was assigned to do errands in Liumu Town. When he came back, the sky in Beijing had changed.Therefore, this time until the end of the day when Jiang Zhaoyi died in the previous life, he will not step away from Chang'an City.

Yan Xuan pondered for a moment when he heard the words, then breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "During the early court, His Majesty mentioned the rebuilding of Liumu Town in Shuyang County."

"Oh." Cen Yuan pretended not to be moved, although he did care a little about the direction of this life in his heart, "Then what?"

"An Zhengchu." Yan Xuan said, "This is a lieutenant under my command, from Anze Town, Shuyang County. When the plague broke out in Liumu Town many years ago, he fled with his family to the capital, and after selection, he joined the Southern Army. .”

From Anze Town?Fleeing to the capital?

Isn't this exactly the same as Bi Ling?

"And then?" Cen Yuan cheered up and asked hastily.

"I ask His Majesty to let this person go to Liumu Town to deal with this matter." Yan Xuan said.

Although this is the end of the story, Cen Yuan knows that Yan Xuan will never mention this matter for no reason, and it is even more impossible to report to him for follow-up.

"You are here to investigate the matter of Bi Ling." Cen Yuan said.

His tone was not questioning, but more affirmative.

Yan Xuan gave a soft "hmm": "I told you before that I will change the staff near the Jin'an Palace, and I will also change the maids in the Jin'an Palace."

"I know." Cen Yuan responded, "Before I was worried and asked Lou Yuanbai to deal with this matter, only to find that you were one step ahead of me."

Yan Xuan said: "Shortly after that, besides your group of people, there were still people who tried to force people into Jin'an Palace, but were stopped by Fu Jianxin."

Cen Yuan thought it was true, and said, "Bi Ling is among those people."

"Ah."

At this time, the street vendor suddenly yelled, which startled several people.The official who was walking beside the two of them said something, which caused the lady who was walking with them to laugh frequently.

"But there is one thing I don't know." Cen Yuan stopped abruptly, and the paper pinwheel in his hand completed the last two laps before stopping quietly.

He asked word by word the questions he still had before: "On Xia Miao's day, I remember that Bi Ling clearly didn't mention her name in front of you, so how do you know who she is?"

Was it because he knew Bi Ling's appearance that he recognized Xia Miao that day, or did he always investigate the people around him?

Cen Yuan tilted his head slightly, staring at Yan Xuan with scorching eyes, as if he could take people off a layer of skin.The latter met his gaze without changing his face, and even noticed that the two were in the middle of the street, blocking the way of others, so he pulled Cen Yuan back a little to the side of the street.

The hustle and bustle of voices emerged one after another, and the conversation between the two was covered under it, so they had less worries.

Yan Xuan said: "Since you already know the reason, why do you still ask me?"

"You're investigating Bi Ling to investigate the people around me?"

Yan Xuan was noncommittal, but judging from his expression, the answer was obviously yes.

Cen Yuan asked: "Why?"

"It's too coincidental that the same court lady appeared next to you in Jin'an Palace." Yan Xuan said, "It's not all bad things to check."

Hearing this, Cen Yuan looked inquiringly, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After rebirth, this little general's behavior always seemed to bring changes that he couldn't understand.Whether it's about strengthening the guards near the Jin'an Palace, replacing the maids in the palace, or some things that he didn't ask and the other party didn't mention, such as the few vendors and beggars that have appeared inexplicably near the mansion recently, you can still use one To explain "just in case", after all, the emperor announced him to go to Jingxing Hall with such fanfare.

But now it's like this...

He threw the words that Lou Yuanbai asked him to the other side intact: "Little general, like you, are you a little bit like a soldier?"

Yan Xuan was silent for a moment, and then replied in a calm tone: "The people around you should always be more cautious."

Cen Yuan suddenly felt that this scene was familiar, smiled slightly, and asked again: "Then why have you never mentioned it before, but now you are telling me frankly? Is it because I know that you are investigating Bi Ling?"

Even if the other party didn't say anything, Cen Yuan didn't intend to take it seriously.

Yan Xuan didn't answer, but suddenly called out: "Yun Sheng."

Cen Yuan: "..."

Yan Xuan's voice was already deep and pleasant, but at this time, because of suppressing the volume of his voice, it became a little hoarse, and the sound was not far from Cen Yuan's ear, which immediately made him feel a sense of defeat.

He touched his ears uncomfortably, and the aggressive momentum just now was gone.

"Why are you calling my name properly?" he said in a panic.

Yan Xuan remained unhurried, grabbed his hand that had been holding his ear, and said, "We're getting married."

"I..." Cen Yuan uttered reflexively, but was blocked by this simple fact and didn't know what he was going to say, so he had to withdraw his hand resentfully.

After a long while, he finally defended: "It's not that I don't know that we are going to get married."

Yan Xuan didn't pursue closely, instead she smiled muffledly, looked at him and said seriously: "So, I don't want to keep anything from you."

Hearing this, Cen Yuan lost his focus, and said in his heart: How many things have you kept from me?

But he thought about it again, whether it was privately watching his injury, supervising the medication, or investigating the people around him before today, all of them were concealed from him.

It's just that each of these things is not a big deal, and it's understandable not to mention it. At most, he questioned a few words when he was exposed; when he said it, sometimes it seemed deliberate, as if he was asking him for credit.

But Cen Yuan understood that this was not Yan Xuan's goal.

He thought that at this point in time, Yan Xuan told him about the arrangement he made just to give him an attitude.

——Since you and I are married, I will treat you honestly and without concealment; I will share all my arrangements with you, not to mention the future situation of the court, I will always stand by your side.

As for the deeper, or other reasons, Cen Yuan hastily skipped it without thinking about it.

In the last life, Cen Yuan never really knew what his attitude towards Yan Xuan was, because it was too complicated and difficult to distinguish.

He took it for granted that Yan Xuan had been friends with him since he was a child, and if he really wanted to stand in line, he must be on his side.But later, he realized that he had deliberately alienated himself for so many years, so what qualifications did he have to ask for support from the other party.

And this complex emotion even directly affected his attitude towards Yan Xuan, so that every time he met with Yan Xuan, he couldn't say anything good, and finally broke up unhappy.

It wasn't until this moment that he heard Yan Xuan's words that he realized——

It turned out that what he had been thinking all along was actually Yan Xuan's words of support.

Cen Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth silently, not knowing whether he was cursing himself in his previous life in his heart, or slandering the little general's character of not liking to speak his mind, but in the end he forgot all about it.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Xuan, with a relaxed tone: "Little General, I suddenly wondered, did you even count how many gold and silver guns and how many rewards and treasures there are in Changping Mansion, and make a list for me?"

Yan Xuan frowned slightly: "His Royal Highness wants to know?"

"..." Seeing his expression, Cen Yuan was afraid that he would really write a list for him if it continued like this, so he quickly stopped: "Don't, even if you have the leisure to write, I don't have the patience to read it."

Yan Xuan's eyes were slightly curved, but he didn't speak.

"—Young Masters." At this moment, a voice came from behind the two, "Do you want to buy it or not?"

Only then did Cen Yuan realize that they had been standing slantedly in front of the other's booth, and felt a little sorry, so he directly replied, "Buy!"

However, after he took a thorough look over, he noticed what was being sold at the stall——

What I saw on the wooden board were clusters of concentric knots.