Outside the wall is an alley.

And after walking out of the alley, it is the bustling and bustling street.

Ningmeng wandered among the crowd, and after asking the street vendors on the side of the road about the streets the Prince would pass through when he returned to Beijing, he immediately headed in that direction.

That street was obviously more crowded than the street when Ningmeng came, and even the restaurants and tea houses on both sides of the street were overcrowded. Obviously everyone was waiting for the Prince to return to Beijing.

Ningmeng walked into a well-decorated restaurant, threw a silver coin to the shopkeeper, and successfully let the shopkeeper relax.

Xiao Er respectfully invited Ning Meng to the box on the second floor.

Ningmeng sat by the window, and a pot of hot tea was brewing on the small square table.

"Mu Mu, why did you invite us here today? What's so interesting about the prince returning to Beijing? Why don't you go to the Jinxiu Pavilion to see the latest jewelry."

"Yes, Mu Mu, you haven't come out to play with us for a long time. I heard that the second prince lived in your house some time ago. Did he say he wants to marry you as his wife?"

Amid the noise, two charming female voices suddenly came into Ningmeng's ears.

Ningmeng paused in her hand holding the cup.

She is now sitting at the test window, and the ancient buildings have no soundproof function.

After Ningmeng heard these two sounds, she knew that the sound came from the window of the room on the left.

It is estimated that they should also sit by the window and talk like Ningmeng, and the distance between the two windows is not only very short, and Ningmeng is not sensitive, and the hearing is more sensitive than ordinary people, so they can hear so clearly.

The words "Mu Mu" and "Second Prince" made Ningmeng feel a little bit delicate. Is it such a coincidence that I ran into Xi Jiamu and her friends.

Ningmeng’s thought was only a moment away, and soon, Xi Jiamu’s familiar voice from Ningmeng came from the window: "Hey! Yuan'er, you are not allowed to say this!"

Just by the sound, you can hear Jiamu's shyness.

But although she was shy, she did not deny what the other party said.

Chen Yuan smiled beautifully: "Don't tell me, no one of us knows that you like the second prince. Just a few of our sisters are here, what else can you hide."

"Yuan'er is right, if it weren't for knowing that you like the second prince for many years, and the second prince lived in the prime minister's house, how could we have held back for so many days and didn't visit you to play." Lan Jialin sitting opposite Xi Jiamu Also attached.

Only Xi Jiamu, Chen Yuan and Lan Jialin were in the room.

I just said that I didn't want to see the prince return to Beijing, and that the one who wanted to see the jewelry was Lan Jialin.

Xi Jiamu listened to both of them saying this, and said with a shy expression: "Then I tell you, don't tell me."

"Hmm! I swear, I won't say it alone!" Chen Yuan nodded immediately, and raised her hand to make an oath.

When Lan Jialin saw this, she also raised her hand: "I'm the same, I don't say anything."

"Well, I believe you. My mother told me that this matter is nine out of ten. Let me wait at home for the second prince to come to propose marriage." Xi Jiamu looked down, shy.

"Wow!"

"Congratulations!"

"From now on you will be the second prince concubine!"

"Yeah! It's a great thing!"

Lan Jialin and Chen Yuan both sang and spoke. Both seemed to be happy for Xi Jiamu, but Xi Jiamu somehow felt that the expressions on their faces were a bit exaggerated.

Xi Jiamu squeezed her hand tightly, and a trace of regret suddenly flashed across her heart.

What Liu Shu said to her is possible, but it hasn't been determined yet. It depends on the meaning of the second prince.

But Xi Jiamu wanted too much to see the admiring look on Lan Jialin and Chen Yuan's faces, so he spoke quickly and deliberately misled the two of them.

However, after he really said it now, Xi Jiamu found that he was not happy in his heart, but was a little apprehensive and uneasy.

But soon, Xi Jiamu didn't have time to think about it, because the crowd suddenly became noisy in the street below.

The prince is back to Beijing!

This is the thought in everyone's mind.

Ningmeng didn't pay attention to Xi Jiamu and the others anymore. She cast her eyes down on the street below.

Rows of soldiers in armor blocked all the pedestrians on both sides of the street.

At the end of the street, headed by a general on horseback, followed by a group of cavalry, and in the middle of the cavalry is a carriage.

Behind the carriage, there is another group of iron cavalry.

This is the soldiers who escorted the prince back to Beijing this time.

After they appeared, the noisy crowd became silent.

Perhaps the evil spirit on the cavalry was too strong, or their armor was still stained with dust and dried blood.

The whole street is quiet.

The cavalry slowly walked across the street.

It was not until they reached the corner of the street that the people in the crowd kicked a sigh of relief, and the street slowly resumed its previous liveliness.

When Ningmeng came out this time, besides seeing the prince enter Beijing, she also wanted to know the location of the prince's mansion.

So after the cavalry passed, Ningmeng didn't have to stay here anymore.

Ningmeng pushed the door, but unexpectedly, Xi Jiamu and the others happened to go out.

Ning Meng's movements paused slightly, and then she walked out of the box as usual.

The three of Xi Jiamu and the others quietly followed Ningmeng, keeping in front of others the reservedness and silence that a woman should have.

Obviously, there are many people in other boxes like Ningmeng, who booked the box for a special trip to see the moment when the prince enters Beijing.

Now after the cavalry passed by, the creaking door pushed one after another.

The people going downstairs are also wave after wave.

"what!"

A scream sounded.

From the corner of Ningmeng's eyes, she noticed a pink figure falling down the stairs.

If she were to fall like this, it would be equivalent to a foot accident, and anyone who descended the stairs in front would be tripped by her.

Ningmeng didn't think too much, stretched out her hand and grabbed her hand, and moved her to her body. The two of them stood firmly on the stairs.

But the girl was pulled by Ningmeng, she didn't know if she was frightened or something, even after both of them stood firmly on the stairs, she buried her head in Ningmeng's arms, reaching out and holding on to Ningmeng's clothes tightly. .

Helpless, Ningmeng reached out and pushed her: "Girl, it's safe, can you let me go?"

The girl in her arms paused, raised her hand and let go of her hand holding Ning Meng's clothes.

But before she raised her head, the figures of two of them rushed over.

"Yuan'er, how are you? Is there anything? But it scares me!"

This is the voice that makes Ningmeng feel very familiar. Ningmeng raised her eyes and found that it was Xi Jiamu.

"I'm fine, thanks to this young man who stretched out his hand to hold me." Chen Yuan lifted her head from Ningmeng's arms, stepped back, raised her head and quickly lowered her head after seeing Ningmeng's appearance, her face stained. There was a thin red, and he bowed to Ningmeng: "Thank you, son, for helping me."