A piece of Japanese incense

"Princess... Feng Tingzhu was imprisoned in a room by Yan Xunhua, and it is hard to predict what his situation will be. As for Aban, because his sister's life or death is uncertain, he also locked himself in a secluded room, and even the prince was not allowed to see him." Hefeng said as he stood up and dusted off the non-existent dust on his robe.

Zhi Yihe grabbed the hem of Hefeng's clothes and stood up as well.

"Hey...you..." Hefeng was pulled by Zhiyihe, his body leaned down, he shook his sleeves, and sat back on the chair.

"Master." The two followers threw the bed sheet in the middle.

"Hua-la-la" the wrapped contents poured out and scattered all over the ground.

This made Zhi Yihe very distressed, and he hurried forward to check if there was any damage, complaining intermittently: "Be careful! Many of these are fragile! If I sell them for less money, you will have to compensate me!"

He Feng laughed and commented, his tone was a little rude: "Did you come here to steal these and sell them?"

"What do you mean by stealing? I bought all these!" Zhi Yihe retorted righteously.

"Oh~ That's the stolen property of the guilty Yun family, Fanzhou, take it!"

Zhi Yihe hurriedly gathered the bed sheet and protected it under himself: "Hey! Hey~ Don't worry~ Don't worry~ My lord, you misunderstood! In fact, my lord, you recognized the wrong person! I am not Zhi Yihe!"

"Since he is a thief, arrest him and put him in jail!" Hefeng stood up and was about to leave.

"Brother! Give me a chance! Brother!" Zhi Yihe grabbed his boots, climbed up the corner of his clothes little by little, hugged his calves, sat on the ground, and stared at him pleadingly.

"Perhaps - I can give you a chance to redeem yourself from your crime." He Feng placed the fan lightly against his chin and tapped it slowly a few times.

"Yes! You say!" Zhi Yihe looked up at him devoutly.

"How much do you know about Yan Xunhua?" Hefeng lowered his head and glanced at Zhi Yihe condescendingly.

Zhi Yihe lowered his eyes and thought: "She... I really don't know..."

"Do you know that the raid on the Yun Mansion and the imprisonment of the Zhi Grand Secretary were all caused by her?"

"What?" Zhi Yihe suddenly sat up straight, put his hands on his hips, and said indignantly: "No! Is she sick? I provoke her! Didn't they say that the new emperor is greedy for our family's money!?"

"Be careful of your mouth! Your Majesty is a wise man. How could he act rashly and endanger innocent lives for a small amount of money?"

"Then tell me, what did Yan Xunhua say that led to the confiscation of the Yun family's property? And what does this have to do with my father Zhi Yian?"

"How would I know the reason? I have to ask you!"

"Me? How would I know!" Zhi Yihe thought hard for a while, with some uncertainty in his words.

"Since you know nothing, as a wanted fugitive, just follow me to the prison! Maybe, you can even see your father, the Grand Secretary!" Hefeng grabbed Zhi Yihe's collar again, ready to take her to the prison.

Seeing this, Zhi Yihe suddenly jumped into the air and jumped onto Hefeng's body. Like a koala, he wrapped his arms and legs tightly around Hefeng's body, refusing to let go.

Hefeng's neck was tightly wrapped by her arms, like an ivy, and it was difficult to untie. So he tried to pry open the legs that were hooked around his waist.

"Brother! Please give me some time! I beg you! I will try my best to come up with something and make a contribution, but don't lock me up!" Zhi Yihe tried his best to prevent himself from being thrown off.

He Feng's muscles were tense. It was the first time for him to be hugged so tightly by a woman. His cheeks gradually turned red. Fan Zhou and others in the distance were watching this scene as if they were watching a play. He could only chuckle awkwardly and straighten his body in compromise: "Forget it! Forget it! Come down quickly! We still have room for discussion."

Zhi Yihe still wrapped her arms around him and refused to let go: "Then tell me, what do you know now? What clues did Ah-Ban give you when you came here?"

“Hey~ How come you are the one interrogating me!” He Feng tilted his head slightly, and his nose hit Zhi Yihe’s forehead. He gasped in pain: “You…”

He suddenly realized that he was so close to Zhi Yihe that he could almost feel her breath. Her nose was as delicate as the curve on an ancient porcelain vase, and every breath she took released a warm and gentle breath.

Hefeng frowned slightly, and a huge sense of crisis arose in his heart: "Come down quickly!" His voice was like thunder, stopping all movement.

Zhi Yihe was silent for a moment, his legs slowly fell to the ground, but he refused to relax his hands, fearing that if he relaxed, he would be sent to jail. He looked at him pitifully.

He Feng saw this and sighed. An unknown emotion surged in his heart. His tone softened and he nodded slightly, "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

Zhi Yihe's eyes lit up, and she tilted her head playfully and blinked her flexible eyelashes.

"Take your junk and follow me."

"Are you really going to take me out to dinner?"

Hefeng remained silent, his eyes fixed quietly on her.

Zhi Yihe finally let go and put all the small objects scattered on the ground into his arms.

"Brother He, we are really destined to be together! Look, we both have the character 'he' in our names!"

"Which restaurant should we go to? Is Wei Ding Xuan still the most famous restaurant in Beijing?"

……

Zhi Yihe was constantly chatting along the way, but she didn't care even though no one responded. This was the first time she walked on the street openly after being isolated from the world for a long time, and she was so happy that she couldn't express it in words.

They came to a porridge shop, and as soon as Zhi Yihe sat down, the owner enthusiastically handed him a bowl of steaming peanut porridge, and then a basket of buns and a basket of steamed dumplings were served on the table.

She sniffed the mellow aroma of the porridge and clapped her hands in delight, "Wow! Brother Hefeng, when I first met you, I felt an indescribable sense of intimacy with you. I didn't expect that our tastes are so compatible!"

Zhi Yihe couldn't wait to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, picked up a steamed dumpling and took a bite: "Hmm! Mushrooms and water chestnuts! My favorite!" She swallowed it whole and hurriedly called out: "Boss! Can you add some vinegar and chili oil?"

"No chili peppers!" Hefeng flatly rejected it.

"Brother He, this sour yet fragrant vinegar not only relieves greasiness, but also stimulates the deliciousness of the fillings. It penetrates the crystal clear dumpling skin and is accompanied by the spicy taste of the chili seeds and spice granules in the chili oil. It is released in distinct layers as you chew it carefully, complementing the deliciousness of the dumpling fillings wrapped in plump fillings. It makes you want to stop~" Zhi Yihe described it vividly.

"Oh!" He Feng moved the chili oil that had just been served to him in front of him and knocked on the vinegar bowl: "Then you can help yourself, but I can't let you have such a delicious taste!"

"No! This..." Zhi Yihe glared at him with gritted teeth and had to drink the porridge in silence.

In just a few moments, Zhi Yihe had finished a bowl of hot porridge. Just as she was about to reach out for a bun, He Feng suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, clamped her jaw, and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

Zhi Yihe couldn't help but sneeze, and his nose started to run uninvited. His eyes also began to feel red, swollen, and itchy to an unbearable degree.

Red spots appeared on her neck, which was extremely itchy, as if countless ants were crawling on it.

"Stop scratching me! Aren't you aware of your own dietary taboos?" Hefeng's voice was somewhat displeased.

Zhi Yihe noticed that Hefeng's tone was a little cold, and guessed that maybe her appearance made him uncomfortable. She raised her collar, smiled bitterly, and explained: "Hehe, this is not surprising! Brother He, I'm so sorry! I have been prone to allergies since I was a child. Whether it is pollen, seafood, or many fruits, even wind can make me have a rash! But it will be fine soon, don't take it to heart!"

He Feng glanced at her and laughed dumbly: "So what kind of medicine do you have? You can't keep going like this!"

Zhi Yihe held up the items at hand and said with a big smile, "I will exchange these for silver later and go to the pharmacy to buy medicine right away! Haha!"

Hefeng shook his head and put the empty bowl of peanut porridge to his side, looking helpless.