The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 137 I Can't Let You Go

"Xihe, please keep this hairpin for me and give it to me when we return to Beijing." Zhao Jinyuan handed the wrapped hairpin to Xihe, motioning her to put it away.

Xihe asked back: "This is for my virtuous mother, why am I keeping it?"

"The border has been unstable recently. Beili and Beimo have been causing trouble. I have to deal with them occasionally. It's easy to lose them if I carry them with me."

Beili and Beimo had been quiet for a few days before they began to stir again, mostly harassing each other but not launching large-scale attacks. No one knew why.

Xihe nodded and put the hairpin away, "Okay, then second brother, remember to ask me for it when the time comes. I'm afraid I'll forget."

Half a minute later, his men came to report that Beimo had disturbed the border again. Zhao Jinyuan's face changed and he hurried to deal with it. Only Xihe was left wandering the street bored.

"master."

A voice called out from behind, Xihe turned around and said with a smile: "Qingyuan, what's the matter?"

This time, the journey was long and difficult, so Xihe brought Qingyuan with him to do the work.

Qing Yuan looked around and quietly slipped a note to Xihe, "Master, here's the news from the front."

Xihe was stunned for a moment, unfolded the note in his hand, read it for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Greed is insatiable, the snake swallows the elephant, these idiots in Beimo didn't even know they were being used as a raft, and they are rushing to get killed."

"What should we do now? Should we send some subordinates to..."

"No hurry." Xihe looked at the restaurant next to him and said, "You haven't eaten yet, right?"

Qing Yuan didn't understand, "Not yet."

"Let's go and have dinner~" A flame appeared on the fingertips of Xihe hidden in his sleeves, and the note disappeared instantly without a trace.

The two ordered a few dishes, but Xihe didn't pick up his chopsticks.

"Master, don't you want to eat?" Qing Yuan has been staying with Xihe for many years. He is no longer surprised by his master's unreasonable behavior, but he couldn't help asking.

"No hurry, wait for someone." Xihe was as leisurely as if he was strolling in the garden. He leaned against the window, poured a cup of tea, and sipped it.

Qingyuan didn't understand until she saw Xiao Mingxuan pushing the door open.

She wanted to chase him out, but Xihe smiled faintly and said, "You really haven't come out."

Xiao Mingxuan walked in, staring at Xihe, as if he couldn't see enough, "Did you know that this restaurant is mine?"

Xihe waved her hand and asked Qingyuan to leave. "Not too early, about a quarter of an hour ago."

"Oh? What did the store reveal?" Xiao Mingxuan became interested and leaned against the windowsill, sitting face to face with the little girl.

"It's not the store that exposed something, it's this store that exposed something." Xihe looked down at the tea in the cup, and suddenly felt no interest in drinking it. She poured it into the flower pot beside her, "Begonia."

She suddenly looked up at Xiao Mingxuan and said, "Not many people know that I like crabapple flowers, and you are one of them."

This store has the shadow of Haitang everywhere. If it hadn't been done intentionally, it wouldn't have been like this.

Xiao Mingxuan did not refute, but smiled and said nothing, which was considered as acquiescence. "When did you... start doing it?" There was also a pattern of crabapple carved on the window sill. Xihe gently stroked the petals with her fingertips and asked.

"It's quite early." Recalling the past, Xiao Mingxuan was not only a little more sentimental, "I used to think that since the princess was here, you would come to see her sooner or later. If you saw this restaurant, would you not be so angry?"

Crabapples can be seen everywhere, blooming at the border covered with yellow sand.

That was the apology and love that Xiao Mingxuan had hidden for many years.

Xihe chuckled softly, "Are you asking for peace?"

The two of them are so close yet so far away that it's hard to explain.

"Yes, it's a request for peace." Xiao Mingxuan suddenly said seriously: "You walked into this restaurant and ordered this table of dishes. Does that count as agreeing to me?"

Xihe's heart, which had been calm for many years, began to surge again, her chest felt a little more sour, and a terrible thought suddenly came to her mind.

She wanted to indulge herself and sink into the beautiful dream she had been thinking about for thousands of days and nights.

Even if it's only for a moment, it's enough to savor for the rest of your life.

"You didn't say this two days ago. Why are you saying this today?" Xihe raised her head, trying not to let the tears fall.

Under the pavilion that day, the two of them had a tacit understanding.

But within a few days, the situation was back to being a tangled mess.

"Because I can't bear to do so." When the army was approaching and Beili brought the news, Xiao Mingxuan thought about giving up Xihe and letting go of his obsession for many years, but the thought only appeared for a moment before he rejected it.

Whenever he thought about having to spend the rest of his life alone, and whenever he thought about his little girl getting married and having children in Tianshuo, his heart felt as if it was being cooked by fire, and he felt restless and uneasy.

"Xihe, I can't let it go. Can you really let it go as you said that day?"

Xihe stared at the flower in a daze, unable to look away for a long time. She wanted to scrape the patterns on the petals, but finally sighed and gave up. "I can't let it go. These days I often dream about our days in the palace at midnight. When I was in Jiangnan, I asked myself countless times, if I could do it all over again, would I kill you from the beginning to eliminate all future troubles?"

"So what answer did you get?" Xiao Mingxuan asked, holding the cup and lowering his head. If you look closely, you will find that his fingers holding the cup are shaking slightly.

"I can't do it." Xihe was deflated and took a deep breath, as if she had unloaded a huge burden and faced her suppressed heart. "You didn't do anything back then. Why should I hurt you when you were still young?"

Then he continued: "Sometimes I feel that the word 'love' is the most confusing thing in the world. There are too many unsolvable knots between you and me. Your mother and tribe, my parents and brothers and sisters. They are all impossible to overcome and cannot be ignored. But..."

Xihe suddenly smiled at Xiao Mingxuan, with some nostalgia in her eyes, "But... we can't really be heartless, just like the weeds that grow all over the sky. When the wind blows, they grow all over again, and there's no end to it."

Xiao Mingxuan didn't say anything. He looked up and saw the Peach Blossom Wine that had been prepared on the table. He opened the lid, tilted his head back and took a big gulp. It tasted fresh and spicy, and made his eyes red.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Xiao Mingxuan felt that the heavens had played a big joke on him. A restaurant gave him a little more hope of turning things around, but speaking out would send him back to hell. "I can't let you go, and you can't let me go. We can't go back to the past that we've been thinking about, and we can't let go of the present."

Xiao Mingxuan often missed their days in Tianshuo. Although life in Mingyue Palace was miserable, with the company of the little girl every day, he always felt that there was hope.

Now he holds great power and has the Beili royal family in his control, but he feels that the years are long and every day is so hard to endure, and he can't see the end of an alley until it gets dark.