After leaving the palace, Meng Ruyi saw Song Huaizhi turn back and take a deep look at the palace before turning around and leaving.
There were few pedestrians on the road. Even when there were occasional passers - by, they would just hurry away. They would cautiously glance at Song Huaizhi and Meng Ruyi, who were walking calmly on the street, and then quicken their steps, for fear of offending the noble.
The common people in the imperial city were more alert to the power changes than those in other places. As soon as the troops appeared outside the city, everyone had closed their doors and would not go out again.
Meng Ruyi and Song Huaizhi walked hand in hand towards their residence slowly.
They planned to stay in the city for the night and return to the academy the next day.
With this plan, it seemed that the time to go back was too hasty?
Before Meng Ruyi could come to her senses, Song Huaizhi looked at her gently and asked, "Yuyu, what are you thinking about? Are you hungry?"
"We're in too much of a hurry. Let's go back slowly," Meng Ruyi said. Then she looked at Song Huaizhi and continued, "Brother Xiaosong, what would you like to eat? I'm not picky. Do you have anything in mind?"
"Let me think."
It had been a long time since Song Huaizhi had been so leisurely. Since he stepped out of the palace, he felt as if he had removed a thousand - jin burden, and his whole body was floating.
His mind also slowed down. So Song Huaizhi simply stopped and said to the people behind him, "You go back first. I'll take Yuyu for a stroll."
After watching Jingzhe and the others leave, Meng Ruyi looked at Song Huaizhi curiously and asked, "Brother Xiaosong, are you going to take me somewhere?"
"Then where do you want to go?"
Song Huaizhi asked in return. His gaze on Meng Ruyi was still gentle, but there was a hint of uneasiness in it.
Would she want to see his old home?
Meng Ruyi fell into deep thought.
She rarely heard, or rather, almost never heard Song Huaizhi talk about his past. Meng Ruyi knew that Song Huaizhi couldn't just watch his enemies go unpunished, so he had been making plans since he came to the capital and never stopped.
But although the revenge could be taken, the dead could never come back to life.
Meng Ruyi knew that Song Huaizhi hated, so she never mentioned his past.
She did have some curiosity, but this weak curiosity was not enough for her to uncover Song Huaizhi's wounds. The past was no longer important. The people and things right in front of them were the most precious.
"I'm fine with anything," Meng Ruyi decided to give up. Then she said to Song Huaizhi, "Brother Xiaosong, you make the decision. Let's stroll around and have a meal."
"......Okay."
Song Huaizhi turned around. His voice was a bit hoarse. He said to Meng Ruyi gently, "I'll take you to eat wontons. But I'm not sure if that store is open."
"It's okay!" Meng Ruyi saw that his expression was normal, so she felt a little relieved and continued, "Anyway, we have plenty of time. There's no need to be in a hurry."
"Yeah."
While Meng Ruyi was not in a hurry, the live - stream comments were in a complete panic.
【Ahhh, help! I'm really so curious about Xiaosong's past! Why doesn't Yuyu ask? I'm dying of curiosity! 】
【I also want to know! The original novel only mentioned it briefly. I can't find out anything! 】
【Yuyu and Xiaosong are so sweet. It doesn't matter if we don't know. Their wife isn't even in a hurry. Why are you guys so anxious? 】
【Sisters, I just searched the original novel again. It seems that Xiaosong's family has something to do with the Wen family, but I really can't find out anything else. 】
Meng Ruyi stared at the row of "so anxious" in the live - stream comments and couldn't help but laugh silently. There was also a faint smile in her eyes.
"We're here."
When Meng Ruyi came to her senses, she saw that Song Huaizhi had led her to a small alley. It looked ordinary, with just a few small stores hidden in it. The stalls at the door hadn't even been taken in, and the people had fled inside.
Song Huaizhi walked skillfully to the door of a courtyard, knocked on the door, and asked, "Is anyone there?"
There was the sound of footsteps, and then a child opened the door warily. When he saw Song Huaizhi, he was stunned and said, "My lord? Why are you here?"
Song Huaizhi nodded. He rarely said to the child gently, "I'm here to eat wontons. I'll be leaving the capital and going home in a few days."
"Leaving?" The little boy quickly opened the door wider. There was a hint of disappointment on his face as he asked, "Will you come back, my lord?"
"I don't know."
Song Huaizhi walked into the yard.
"Who is this?"
The little boy looked at Meng Ruyi with curiosity on his face.
"This is my......" Song Huaizhi paused slightly. A happy smile appeared on his lips. "I'm this young lady's live - in son - in - law. You can just call her Miss Meng."
Meng Ruyi: "......"
She found that Song Huaizhi liked to tell others that he was her live - in son - in - law recently.
What a strange hobby!
Meng Ruyi wanted to cover her face, but she still glanced at Song Huaizhi and then followed him into the yard.
"Ah! This......" The little boy looked amazed. His eyes were full of shock as he looked at Song Huaizhi. Then he looked at Meng Ruyi with admiration and said, "I didn't expect such a remarkable person as my lord to be Miss Meng's live - in son - in - law!"
"I wish you two a long and happy marriage!"
"Thank you."
The smile on Song Huaizhi's face deepened. He looked at the little boy and said with a smile, "We'd like two bowls of wontons."
"Sure thing!"
The little boy smiled and shouted into the house, "Grandma, two servings of wontons! A noble is here!"
Then he pushed open a small door beside them and led the two of them in. He said, "Sorry, we closed the stall in a hurry today, so you two will have to make do here for the time being."
"Okay."
Song Huaizhi replied and led Meng Ruyi to sit down.
The little boy left the room and went to the kitchen.
Meng Ruyi was curious. She looked at Song Huaizhi. Before she could ask, Song Huaizhi explained with a smile, "I came to the capital on business some time ago. I saved this child by the way and ate wontons here.
"They're quite delicious, so I brought you here to try them today."
"I see." Meng Ruyi was curious and waited for the wontons.
How delicious could the wontons be to make Song Huaizhi remember them?
When the wontons were served, Meng Ruyi picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite.
The wrappers were thin and the fillings were plump. As soon as she took a bite, the fragrant meat juice burst out. The deliciousness made her can't help but suck in the soup, and her mouth was filled with freshness.
"Delicious, right?"
Song Huaizhi smiled and said to Meng Ruyi, "Hurry up and eat. They won't taste as good when they get cold."
After they finished eating, Song Huaizhi took out a gold ingot from his bosom and put it on the table. He was about to slip out while the little boy wasn't paying attention.
Seeing this, Meng Ruyi suddenly had a feeling of realization.
But she didn't expect that just as they were about to reach the door, a trembling and old voice came from behind, "Sir......my lord."
Song Huaizhi stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the old woman.
Meng Ruyi also turned around and saw an old woman standing at the door with a walking stick.
It was getting dark at this moment, but Meng Ruyi still saw the faint tears in her eyes.
She felt that Song Huaizhi's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the hand holding hers tightened.
"Are you leaving the capital?" the old woman asked. She walked over tremblingly, supported by the little boy. Seeing this, she was about to kneel down.
Meng Ruyi quickly reached out to support her. But when she saw the teardrops sliding down the old woman's eyes, she was stunned.