The sun has not completely set, and the streets and alleys are already brightly lit. Because Zi Yihan doesn't like noisy, even though Prince Han's Mansion is located on the Central Street, the front door is still deserted. It takes about two days to walk out of the mansion.
A hundred meters away is the busiest place in the royal city.
I saw shops on both sides of the street, with lanterns and ribbons decorating their doors. In front of the store, a waiter with sly eyes stood at the door to solicit customers. When he met a regular customer, he excitedly greeted him and said something nice: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Boss, I haven’t seen you here for a few days! Or is it the private room upstairs by the window?"
There were more small merchants and hawkers setting up stalls on the street. They were selling all kinds of novel gadgets, and the shouts came and went, causing people shopping to stop in front of the stalls and choose what they liked.
Nie Yunxi opened his arms, took a deep breath of the stale air, and said, "This is real life!"
"Isn't the palace real?" Zi Yihan was walking side by side with her and couldn't help but ask when he heard her sighing.
Half an hour ago, Nie Yunxi suddenly asked to come shopping. As her only friend, he had no choice but to come to this busy city. God knows how much he hates such a noisy environment, let alone why he agreed to accompany her.
Later, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by his identity being discovered, he had no choice but to put on a mask under the excuse of "the secret guards of the royal family cannot be seen in front of others".
"Xiao Yi, you don't know, the higher you stand, the less real things you see!" Nie Yunxi turned around and said seriously: "King Han was born with a golden key in his mouth, and he has been wearing beautiful clothes since he was a child.
For food, every piece of cloth used must be repeatedly screened, and every grain of rice eaten must be strictly inspected. How can we know the joys and sorrows of the lower class people, and the long-term stability of a country is based on people's livelihood.
If you don't understand the lives of ordinary people, how can you truly understand everything?"
"Xiao Xi, I feel more and more that you are not you anymore." After hearing these words, Zi Yihan did not immediately express his opinion. Instead, he looked at Nie Yunxi deeply for a long time and said this digression.
Come.
The gaze staring at her was so hot that Nie Yunxi's heart instantly jumped into her throat. She turned around hastily and pretended to be relaxed as she walked forward: "Haha, Xiaoyi, are you kidding?
Why am I not who I am...Why are there so many people over there? Come on, let’s go take a look.”
Why hadn't she noticed before that Xiaoyi's eyes were so terrifying? It was as if she could see her secrets through this body. She patted her heart uneasily. She must have been overthinking it, but Xiaoyi couldn't.
He is just a small guard, but he is also the leader of the guards. How scary can he be? Besides, he is still her only friend so far. He is willing to accompany her shopping at night, isn't he?!
Looking at Nie Yunxi's slightly uneasy movements, Zi Yihan's face darkened slightly. He had already thoroughly checked Nie Yunxi and found no doubts. However, the more he checked, the more he felt that Nie Yunxi was
The contrast between before and after amnesia is too great. Could it be that once a person loses his memory, his personality will change drastically? This is a very interesting phenomenon. Let the old man study it another day.