However, Shui Lian did not give them any explanation, but only ordered them to stand on time. [26nbsp;], while she changed into a servant's outfit and ran straight forward.
Ten miles from the outskirts of Beijing, this day coincides with the market, bustling, like a grand temple fair. Although the ladies of a family stayed at the four doors of the embroidery room and did not leave, the daughter of the small family also watched the temple fair, wandered around, chatted and laughed, and were not afraid of showing up in public.
The bustling, shoulder to shoulder, Shuilian walked in it, with horse manure, sweat, and the strange body odor of the rough men and women... But she suddenly felt safe, with a little more enthusiasm on her body, and there was fireworks in front of her.
She walked aimlessly through the crowd, walked for a while, and stayed for a while, and saw candied haws, clay men, and melon seeds and peanuts... The children jumped around, and some wild dogs were mixed in, shaking happily
Holding the tail.
Shui Lian couldn't find the person she was looking for, so she stopped, looked into the distance, and blew a few whistles. The whistle was very ugly, hoarse, like a broken gong. Only one person in the world could understand it.
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However, she blew several times but no one could cater to her.
In front of the inn, she stopped and waited quietly.
At the beginning, she escaped from prison with someone and escaped here.
The crowds around were still bustling, with countless noisy sounds mingling among them. No one cared about her playing, just as she didn't care about other people's playing. There was a huge space and a huge stream of people, but there were strangers coming and going.
Even if they pass by, they would not know that this person is the current queen, the mysterious queen whom the people look up to. They may not be able to see the queen for the rest of their lives.
However, she was standing in the crowd now, no difference from other people.
The sun gradually sinks westward, and the crowd begins to fade slowly. Shui Lian sits down by the river alone. Xiangshan and Longmen Mountain confront each other, and the river flows through it.
There are peonies and roses next to them, but the peonies are already deserted, but the roses are bright, rising and falling by the river, and the fragrance echoes faintly with the setting sun.
The boundless scenery is so graceful.
Emperor Yang of Sui once climbed the Mangshan north of the capital and saw Yique in the south of the capital from afar. He told his servants, isn't this the gateway of the true dragon emperor? Why didn't the ancients build a capital here? A minister
He replied flatteringly, the ancients did not know, but were just waiting for you.