When Ao Xiaoying heard that it was cancelled, he frowned at first, and then burst into tears: "What? Canceled? I worked so hard to sneak out, how can I say it's gone if it's gone?"
Originally it was just a continuous drizzle, but this time it was great. The heavy rain came one after another, and it was so fast that people could not escape. Everyone ran to the nearby eaves to hide from the rain.
Liu Chi and Ao Ying quickly pulled the girl aside. Ao Ying looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, little sister, this is none of my brother's business. The temple fair has been cancelled."
"I don't care, I want the temple fair. I want to watch the temple fair... I have never seen it... Why do you cancel it just because you say it is cancelled? Did you get my consent?"
Ao Ying coaxed with a look of embarrassment: "But this is beyond our control, isn't it? Who told that king to be sick?"
An old man came forward and said: "Little girl, don't be sad. When the king recovers from his illness, there will be a temple fair."
Ao Xiaoying was immediately displeased: "Wait, when will it be ready?"
The old man was speechless and stood aside, shaking his head and sighing.
Liu Chi sighed: "Let's go back."
"No, I have waited fifty years to come out... Do you want me to wait another fifty years?"
Ao Ying covered her chattering mouth: "Auntie, little ancestor, could you please lower your voice? Are you satisfied that others will treat us like monsters?"
Ao Xiaoying groaned angrily and turned away.
Liu Chi made a calm gesture, and Ao Ying put down her hand with confidence. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise her words just now might have caused some unnecessary trouble.
"Princess, stop making trouble."
Liu Chi's gentle words are worth thousands of Ao Ying's words.
Ao Ying thought to himself, if a married daughter spills water like her sister, I am afraid that after she gets married, her father, queen and mother will not even want the basin.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my original decision was a wise one, and it was so wise to blame others.
Even though Ao Xiaoying felt unwilling to do so, she no longer persisted because of Liu Chi's words of advice, and said dullly: "Then we have to wait another fifty years."
Liu Chi smiled slightly, and suddenly it was like thousands of pear trees blooming: "Yeah."
On the way back, Ao Ying tried every means to make her sister happy, but it had the opposite effect. Ao Xiaoying barely smiled, ate less and talked less. The further away from the imperial capital, the more lonely her face became.
Ao Ying found Liu Chi in the middle of the night and whispered: "I want to discuss something with you."
"Um?"
"Don't you have medical skills?"
Liu Chi was so smart, how could he not know what Ao Ying meant, and immediately refused: "You can't do anything that goes against the laws of nature."
"How do you say this? Someone was sick and we cured him. This is practicing medicine to help the world. It is a good thing."
"You have forgotten the rules of our ancestors. Anything under the Liuli Mountain has nothing to do with us. Whether they live or die, especially the emperor, we cannot interfere."
"I know, I know, aren't we discussing this with you? Look, the king is seriously ill and the temple fair is cancelled. If the king recovers from his illness, won't there be a temple fair? When Xiaoying finishes watching the temple fair, we will leave immediately. Who will do it?
Who do you recognize?"
Liu Chi shook his head: "No, if we are discovered, it will be very troublesome."
"If you don't say that you are from the Wu tribe, who would know? Today I saw a royal list on the street. The great king is summoning capable people from all over the world."
"How did you know there was an imperial list?" Liu Chi's face darkened.
