"Even if you have all the people in the world, you can only sleep on a seven-foot bed, and you can only sleep in a coffin after death. No matter how big it is, what's the use." Haitang did not envy or worship this wealthy prince's palace.
"I'll tell the emperor about this some other time. The emperor might reward me with a beheading." Zilu said with a smile.
"If the emperor is so stupid, this dynasty is not far from being overthrown." Haitang said casually.
"What, you don't want to go in?" Zilu saw Haitang standing at the door for a long time with no intention of going in.
Didn't he rush around all day just to get to the Prince's Mansion as quickly as possible? Now that he was here, Haitang was not in a hurry.
She didn't know what was waiting for her inside when she opened the door, what was waiting for her?
Was it the shameless abuse from the current number one pick and his ex-husband? Or was it his avoidance?
Haitang took a deep breath. Among the thousands of possibilities, there is always one. This is the day that should come, the day that she should face.
Zilu opened the door and saw that the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion was full of guards. The corridors extended in all directions. Just after dusk, the lights were already on.
The various flowers and trees were dim under the interplay of lights and evening, and every corridor led to endless places. At this moment, Haitang had only one feeling: I am going to get lost!
The house is big and it is easy to get lost.
For such a big house, Haitang felt that even if she had lived here for three to five years, if she had not deliberately searched for it, she might not have met Datong by chance.
Where will the top pick live?
Where will the counselor live?
The most gorgeous place is probably where the prince and his family live.
"Guess which direction the young prince lives?" Zilu had a problem.
"Anyway, it's not over there." Haitang pointed to the most gorgeous place. A minister of the Ministry of War who was relatively casual about food and clothing would naturally not care about the appearance of his residence.
The young prince nodded in praise. If he asked others, that would be his first choice. As the future owner of the prince's palace, how could he keep talking about a luxurious building?
"Let's go to a place I often go to first." Zilu said.
"Isn't it the young prince's residence?" Haitang said hesitantly.
"Look at you, look at you, where are you thinking? We have to tie the horse first and go to the racecourse. The horse is my treasure, and I don't trust others to tie the horse." Zilu said with a smile.
The two led the horse to the racecourse. The servants, servants, and maids they met along the way all treated the young prince with respect. His status in the prince's palace was obvious.
When they arrived at the racecourse, the young prince tied the horse himself, and Haitang's eyes fell on a white horse. Isn't it the same white horse that he asked Er Tong to buy before he left?
The horse is still there, where are the people? The people are still there, where is the heart?
"Your iron horseshoes inspired me. Now, I have horseshoes for all the horses in the racecourse. They are not so easily injured when they run. This is all thanks to you." Zilu said.
"It's unintentional, nothing worth mentioning." Haitang stroked the white horse and asked herself, has Datong come to see you? Or has he left you alone in the racecourse, or has the extravagant life in the Prince's Mansion completely destroyed you?
Forgot and ignored your existence?
The horse looked up to the sky and neighed with its hooves, as if it understood the human language.
Then, it became quiet as night fell.
"Look, it welcomes you." Zilu said.
"My residence is over there. The counselor lives in the opposite direction. If you need anything, just come to me at any time. You are my personal maid, so you can't suffer a loss." Zilu smiled and left.