The wind and snow blew her hair away from her forehead, and her face was beautiful and beautiful, with a pair of moist, dark eyes that seemed to be filled with tears.
She opened her eyes slightly and looked at Shen Lie blankly.
Xia Zhaoyi recognized her. She was the daughter of Chen Yongming who secretly ran to find her father outside the city that day.
Xia Zhaoyi had never found out about her name. It turns out that at that time, she even wrote a letter to Bai Qingyuan mentioning this matter.
Following her slightly dazed gaze, Xia Zhaoyi turned his head to look at Shen Lie as he walked, and met his dark eyes.
Xia Zhaoyi's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes rolled slightly, and he asked if he knew him.
Shen Lie shook his head slightly.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded.
During this process, Chen Yunqi, who realized that he was a little out of sorts, withdrew his gaze and left at a faster speed.
But after walking for more than twenty steps, she couldn't help but turn back and look at the backs of the man and woman.
They are both tall and straight people. The man is much taller than the girl. Their clothes, one black and the other plain, do not match each other. They are walking side by side, but there are several steps between them. However, even so, they can still tell. They have a very good relationship.
Friend? Lover? Relative?
The girl's hanging hair was not tied into a bun, so she must not be a couple.
Chen Yunqi frowned slightly and looked away.
The heartbeat is still chaotic, like a little rabbit running around. The so-called glimpse, this dark night with the first snow, the river bank with a slightly strong wind, is so amazing that I suddenly encounter it, and the pounding of my heart is so strong that I forget to breathe. It's like the poems and essays I have read over time have come true, like fireworks bursting into flames, like the bright moon's branches startling the magpies.
"Master, Miss Ali." A voice came from behind.
Chen Yunqi paused slightly and turned back.
Just now when she passed by the Tai'an Restaurant, someone mistook her and called her "Miss Ali". It turned out to be this woman, but the name sounded familiar to her.
That's all, they are just passers-by to each other.
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Counting Shen Lie, there are only five people coming to Youzhou this time.
Ji Xiahe insisted on joining in the fun, and the remaining three were secret guards, Zhai Jinsheng, Xu Li, and Wei Dongyou.
The figure Kang Jian saw just now was Wei Dongyou, who had been waiting at the door for Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie to come back.
Xia Zhaoyi heard his voice and looked at him a few more times.
Wei Dongyou's eyes were bright, pointing at himself, full of expectation.
"It's you." Xia Zhaoyi said.
"Let me tell you, Miss Ah Li must still remember me!" Wei Dongyou said to Xu Li.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled, but his voice was sad: "I was in the capital back then. Thank you very much."
"Back in the capital..." Wei Dongyou raised his eyebrows but did not continue.
He was one of Shen Lie's secret guards who stayed in the capital. Later, the guards in the capital rebelled, Zhu Xian died suddenly, and the capital was in chaos. They stayed by her side, and Wei Dongyou carried Zhu Xian's body back. .
"Miss Ali, you haven't eaten for a day. Come and have something to warm yourself up." Kang Jian said inside the inn.
As soon as he spoke, Xia Zhaoyi smelled the aroma of wine, meat, and the sweet aroma of cakes, and smiled: "I'm really hungry."
The middle of the hall was filled with food, and the delicious dishes were still smoking. While they were talking, a few more dishes were served. Xia Zhaoyi had a good memory and could tell at a glance that these people were not the waiters of Tai'an Restaurant.
She was wary of fraud and was about to speak, but she heard Ji Xiahe say: "Ah Li, what do you think would be a good name for this Tai'an Building?"
"Change your name?"
Ji Xia and Xiaosha opened their folding fans and fanned them gracefully in the snowy winter: "Brother Du Xuan heard from Zhi Changle that the Tai'an restaurant has a unique river view and is full of humanistic poetry. A place to stay, so I bought it."
Xia Zhaoyi blinked and looked around the lobby. The layout had not changed, but there was a sense of emptiness behind the counter. The vases and wine jars with excellent texture that were originally used for decoration were gone.
"Where is the original shopkeeper?" Xia Zhaoyi asked subconsciously.
"This is not our business..." Ji Xiahe said.
Yes, Xia Zhaoyi withdrew his gaze.
I just felt a little surprised that Hong Zhuming had always claimed that this inn was important to him and that it was ancestral property, so he was willing to sell it.
As you can imagine, the price is definitely not cheap.
No one had eaten anything and were waiting for them to come back and eat together.
After sitting down, Xu Li walked from the backyard holding a warm wine pot, and the sweet fruity aroma overflowed with his steps.
Seeing Xia Zhaoyi turn his eyes, Shen Lie said warmly: "This is Tanzhou's green plum sherry wine."
"You brought it." Xia Zhaoyi said happily.
"More than that!" Ji Xiahe said, "If the things we could bring were not limited, I think Mr. Shen would wish to move all Tanzhou here for you."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Ji Xiahe.
"...Don't listen to his nonsense." Shen Lie said.
Ji Xiahe frowned and lightly kicked his leg under the table towards Shen Lie, but Shen Lie stepped on his instep.
Ji Xiahe was kind enough to help him but was stepped on. Ji Xiahe immediately stared at him, only to see him turn sideways to pick up Xu Li's wine flask, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed of him.
Pour the cool sake into the cup, the fragrance is refreshing.
Xia Zhaoyi was not a drinker, so he didn't dare to drink more. He took a sip and couldn't help but praise it.
"This wine is not very intoxicating," Ji Xiahe said, "but if the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him, then looked down at the wine in the cup, then looked at Shen Lie.
"He drank a lot after he came," Shen Lie said lightly, "I don't know what he was thinking."
His voice was suddenly cold, as if he was unhappy. Xia Zhaoyi nodded and raised a smile on his lips: "Then ignore him and let's drink ours."
When she smiled, he smiled too: "Yeah."
In addition to the wine, the bacon and cakes on the table were also brought from Tanzhou, as well as Tanzhou’s glutinous rice cakes made in different ways. The smell after being dipped in brown sugar made Xia Zhaoyi, who had never been a greedy person, suddenly become greedy.
Ji Xiahe was sulking over there holding chopsticks. The angrier he became, the more he thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Suddenly, he felt blessed and said, "Ah Li, Brother Shen wants to be a matchmaker for you."
"Ahem!" Shen Lie almost choked.
Xia Zhaoyi: "Ah?"
"Mr. Ji, you must be drunk!" Zhai Jinsheng shouted.
"It's not Brother Shen!" Ji Xiahe said hurriedly, "Yes, it's Shen Shu! Shen Shu is that Brother Shen!"
Xia Zhaoyi was even more shocked: "Ah?"
Shen Lie almost broke his chopsticks, calmed down, and said, "He really drank too much."
"Hmph!" Ji Xiahe snorted, "I think you only want a few drinks."
Zhai Jinsheng suddenly stood up and grabbed Ji Xiahe's wrist: "Come here!"
Zhai Jinsheng had always been very polite to Ji Xiahe, but this time he was suddenly rude, and Ji Xiahe didn't react at all.
Watching them go to the backyard, Xia Zhaoyi looked confused as to what was going on.
Shen Lie looked down at her, paused, and said in a deep voice: "Ali, my eldest brother, he is not dead."
Xia Zhaoyi raised her eyes to meet his gaze.
The man's eyes are deep and focused.
"He wrote me some letters, but I couldn't understand them. He always likes to make things mysterious." Shen Lie said.
Recalling the gloomy and treacherous situation below the Qianqiu Palace, Xia Zhaoyi's mood became depressed and gloomy, but seeing Shen Lie also become depressed, Xia Zhaoyi smiled again, her bright and clear eyes were bright and dark: "He's not dead, that's good Yes, then you will have a brother just like me."
