The prince's personal bodyguard

After washing up, a waiter brought breakfast to the room. Qingyun and Jiuguan knew that the prince was here, so they came to pay their respects to him.

After dinner, Bai Xinyin brought A'Luo and Meijiu to meet the prince.

The prince saw Ah Luo and asked, "Where are you from?"

Bai Xinyin told Mu Yunxiao about A'luo's condition and said that she had lost her memory, and her pulse did not show any brain damage.

The prince took another look at A'Luo's appearance, called Qingyun, and instructed him: "Go investigate the incident five years ago when the Western Regions sent envoys to Zhao. This time, you must investigate it in detail, starting from the place where you met A'Luo in Medicine King Valley."

"Yes." Qingyun took the order and left.

"This is Mei Jiu." Bai Xinyin introduced briefly and did not want to reveal her true identity.

"Your servant greets the prince. May the prince be blessed with good health!" Mei Jiu did not even dare to raise her head this time.

"Go down!"

My goodness, why are the people around the master more powerful than each other? What is the origin of this person? The purple aura is hanging high, and it is indescribable. I have lived for thousands of years, and the soul finally took on a human form for the second time. If it happens again, the body will be left behind, and the soul will be scared away by me again. It is better to stay away.

Mei Jiu was muttering and looking for that stupid bird late at night.

Don't go out when the morning glow is bright, but the evening glow can travel a thousand miles. In the morning, when Bai Xinyin was doing morning exercises, she felt that the sunrise in the east was brilliant, and she thought it would rain today. So she asked the prince if he should rest in Lingyang County for a day and then continue his journey after the rain.

"Wherever Ah Si is, that's my hometown. It doesn't matter if it works or not, as long as you're with me!"

Bai Xinyin staggered. The prince was telling a tongue twister.

Knowing that the weather was bad, everyone stayed at Bai Xinyin's room, which was the largest.

The weather was hot and there was nothing to do, so a few people gathered together to play cards. The cards were made by Bai Xinyin. Zixuan, Zisu, and A Luo played Landlord. Whoever lost had a piece of white paper stuck on his face. After a while, A Luo had a lot of white paper stuck on her face. Bai Xinyin was used to joking with them, so the prince didn't ask and just read a book.

The prince said he was reading a book. To read two pages, he had to look at Bai Xiyin. This was what Mei Jiu told Nanxing. She pretended to be embroidering, but she was actually observing the prince, this little vixen.

Bai Xinyin practiced calligraphy and drawing talismans there.

Sure enough, soon, dark clouds gathered, and the wind swirled, curling the leaves into clumps and blowing the flowers and plants all over the place. After a while, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, followed by a loud thunder. Bai Xinyin looked at Mei Jiu, who looked innocent and shook her head at Bai Xinyin: This thunder is not for me, the thunder that strikes me is different from this thunder.

"Crack" there was another loud noise, as if the sky exploded, and heavy rain poured down. The rain hit the tiles on the roof, splashing small silver water droplets, covering everything like smoke and fog.

Everything in the distance became blurry, and all I could see was a vast expanse of white.

Inside the room, several little girls chattered. Bai Xinyin stopped drawing talismans and started practicing hairpin calligraphy. The prince, who looked like a banished immortal, simply put down his book and went to Bai Xinyin to observe closely.

"The wind keeps its appointment, the flowers never fail to keep their promise, year after year. The setting sun and the evening breeze come morning after morning," the prince read.

"Who is the master of Ah Si's calligraphy?"

"I taught myself!" Bai Xinyin felt that she had a talent for writing, and she must have practiced a lot in her previous life.

The prince did not say anything either. He took the brush and wrote the same poem in small calligraphy with flower-shaped characters.

Bai Xinyin took a look and she had no idea that the prince also had beautiful handwriting in small regular script. Upon closer inspection, she found that the handwriting was somewhat similar to her own.

Is the prince also a fan of hers? Bai Xinyin thought to herself. Then she looked at the prince with a mischievous and suspicious look, as if to say, "Are you also practicing imitating my handwriting?"

Mu Yunxiao seemed to understand, touched Ayin's head, just smiled dotingly, and didn't answer.

The rain lasted for two hours before it gradually subsided.

Every autumn rain brings a chill, and the weather becomes cool after the rain.

The road must be difficult to walk on after the rain. In the evening, Changli and Yan San also arrived at the restaurant. The prince said that everyone would set out again the next day.

When he was out, Changli, Yan San came, and Bai Xinyin didn't have to act as a little guard to serve them. In the evening, Bai Xinyin read a book in front of the lamp again.

The door of the room opened and closed from the outside, and ambergris was blown in by the wind. I knew who it was without turning my head to look.

"The moonlight outside the window is just right. Let me take you out for a walk." Regardless of whether Bai Xinyin agreed or not, he put his right arm around her slender waist and flew onto the roof.

"Where are we going?" It was July 18th, and the moon was just beginning to wane, which was quite charming.

"You'll know when it arrives."

The air after the rain was very fresh and refreshing. Under the dim moonlight, the streets of Lingyang County were still very lively at night.

"Put this on." Mu Yunxiao handed Ayin a half mask, covering the eyes and nose, leaving the forehead and chin exposed. The design was exquisite, with a purple peony on the right side, which gave people a stunning feeling and added a bit of mysterious temperament. Bai Xinyin liked it very much.

He put on a mask with a bird on it, a roc, portrayed so lifelike that it seemed to be spreading its wings and flying high. When Bai Xinyin saw the bird, he remembered his dream.

When I came to the street, I saw people coming and going, many young people, and some older people also wearing masks.

Bai Xiyin didn't understand.

"It is said that there was a mountain in Lingyang County in the past. On the mountain there lived a young strongman with a strong body and handsome face named Dahong. In the village at the foot of the mountain there lived a girl named Mudan who was very beautiful with skin as white as snow and as smooth as fat. Dahong was good at hunting and Mudan loved embroidery. One day they met at the market. Dahong exchanged the rabbit he hunted for Mudan's embroidery and they hit it off right away. So they fell in love."

Bai Xinyin listened very carefully. She didn't know that Mu Yunxiao could also tell stories. The stories told by his magnetic voice were very beautiful.

"The two agreed to let Dahong's mother find someone to propose marriage first. But at this time, the governor fell in love with Mudan and wanted to take her as the thirteenth concubine because Mudan was so beautiful."

Being too beautiful is a sin, right? Yes, not being able to protect yourself is also a sin.

"Mudan swore to die and disfigured herself. When the governor saw the disfigured Mudan, he gave up. Dahong heard that Mudan had disfigured him, so he ran down the mountain, found Mudan, and disfigured himself. Because he was afraid that others would be scared, the skillful Mudan made two masks and each wore one. The villagers held a wedding for them. From then on, they lived happily together."

"It's a perfect story," Bai Xinyin said with some emotion after listening to it, "Is today their anniversary?"

"Yes, my Ah Si is smart. To commemorate them, later generations set the day of their wedding as the local Valentine's Day. On this night, girls and boys will put on masks they made and go out to look for the person they like, regardless of appearance, only considering the character."

"So you brought me here to find a girl?"

Mu Yunxiao smiled and said nothing.

"They said that the prince is going to get engaged soon? Is he going to find another one here?" Bai Xinyin didn't know why she wanted to know these things and felt that she was very gossipy.

After hearing this, Mu Yunxiao felt speechless.

"Who said I'm getting engaged?" His face darkened behind the mask, and he held Bai Xinyin's hand a little tightly.

"I heard some gossip while drinking tea on the road the day before yesterday. Ouch, it hurts me." Bai Xinyin said with a smile.

"What you've heard doesn't count. Tonight I'll let you meet the person I love. She's waiting for you under the bridge ahead."

"Is it true? Then I have to go and take a look." Bai Xinyin suppressed her depressed mood, took Mu Yunxiao's hand and walked forward. She looked very happy and curious, but for some reason, she felt empty in her heart.

The moon and stars add poetic and picturesque beauty to the sky. On the roadside, under the trees, at the bridgehead, there are couples everywhere, some are talking in low voices, some are playing the piano and singing, and some are reciting poems and composing couplets...

Some people seem to have not found the right one, so they are alone releasing wishing lanterns under the bridge, wishing to find their ideal partner.

When they reached the bridge, Bai Xinyin asked, "Where is it?"

"Come with me." Mu Yunxiao held Ayin's hand tightly, walked down the bridge and came to the river. Bai Xinyin saw three or four girls lighting lanterns.

"Which one? Which one?" I don't know why, but I feel like I have a stomachache just like the other day when I drank tea. Is it my stomach? Bai Xinyin touched it and it was my heartache!

"Ah Si, look, here, this is it!"