At the night of the 15th Five Year Plan, the full moon, like amber condensed from jade, rises to the mid sky and hangs high in the night sky. The moon is as clear as water everywhere.
The soft moonlight gently wrapped a carriage like gauze and galloped outside the capital of Qin.
"Sister Huang, sit tight. I want to make the horse run faster. The capital city of Qin is ahead of us. There are often thieves around. We must leave here quickly."
The driver's voice was low, he was dressed in blue, he was slim, his eyebrows were like a knife, his nose was sharp, his lips were tight, his eyebrows were frowning, his eyes were looking around, and his body had a cool and thin smell hidden in the city.
"Brother, please hurry as soon as you can. I'm fine! Brother, just call me Han Er. If you call me Huang Mei, you will reveal your identity. My father said that our identity should never be revealed." The woman's voice is ethereal and soft, but it reveals an indescribable tenacity and determination. The driver understood her meaning and immediately changed.
"Hang on, Han Er, we will be safe when you enter the capital city of Qin. Qin and Zhao are friends. If something happens, the emperor of Qin will protect you." As he spoke, he waved his whip like the wind, and the brown red carriage ran towards the capital city of Qin like an arrow.
In the bedroom of the Zhao Imperial Palace, a six foot wide sandalwood bed was hung with a silk curtain, embroidered with silver thread crabapple flowers.
Inside the gauze tent, a middle-aged woman sobbed softly: "Your Majesty, I just sent Han Er away. I'm so flustered that I always think something will happen. I heard that the border is very chaotic and bandits often come and go. I'm really afraid..."
"Hua Er, you can rest assured. Feng Er and his Wu brothers are top experts. It's no problem to protect Han Er. In a day, the army of Qi will come, and General Gao and General Xu are on their way back to the city to support them. It's still uncertain who will win or lose in this battle. I can only be relieved if Han Er is sent to a safe place. But Hua Er, why are you so stubborn? Why don't you go with Feng Er and Han Er? "
Fu Chen, the emperor of the State of Zhao, was dressed in a dark golden dragon gown, with a beige gown inside, and four Waming yellow horse tail ribbons tied around his waist. The white beard is combed in a neat way, and under the thick eyebrows, a pair of bright pupils are bright, and the black is too deep to see the bottom. Although he is old and not confused, he is still energetic. He and Queen Yuehua have been married for several years. They have great respect and love for each other. They have a son named Rufeng and a princess named Yuhan.
Prince Rufeng was in the year of his weak crown. He was brilliant and distinguished. He began to practice martial arts since he was 8 years old. He has fought for his father on the battlefield. He is especially good at Xiaohu Boxing. He is called the Xiaohu Prince. Princess Yuhan is in the age of Ji. She is as beautiful as ice, jade, and natural beauty. She is good at playing zither, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is especially good at playing jade flute and is called Han Beauty.
This time, when the Qi army invaded the border, Emperor Zhao dared not leave his wife and children with him, but he wanted to send them to the State of Qin, so that he could face the war with peace of mind. But the queen Yuehua doesn't want to leave and wants to live and die with him.
When the mother didn't leave, the two children refused to leave. In desperation, the queen cried bitterly and forced her to die. After all, Rufeng was how old he was. Knowing his father and mother's thoughts, he forced his sister Yuhan to get on the bus and rode away from the capital city of Zhao.
"Your Majesty, is it time for Feng Er and Han Er to go to the State of Qin now?" Queen Yuehua asked in a trembling voice, worried about the safety of her children.
"According to the time and distance, it's almost here. Our child has his own nature and will be safe!" Looking at the southeast, Fuchen said thoughtfully.
In Daoxiang Village, outside the capital city of Qin, a brown red sandalwood carved carriage stopped near a village house.
As the wind gently jumps, it falls on the ground.
"Han'er, we will arrive at the capital of Qin soon. We are safe now. Let's get down and have a rest." After saying that, Rufeng opened the door curtain, and a soft, boneless, thin, white hand put on his wide, broad hand. Then a woman in white walked out of the car.
With the power of the wind, Yuhan leaped gently. Her long hair, like a waterfall, fluttered with the wind, and the lavender hair band danced between the green silk. At the moment when she landed, she hung down on her waist again, and the white clothes like wings also stopped flying.
She got out of the carriage nimbly, and her breath was steady but not disordered. There is a touch of sadness in the eyes. The dark eyes are as clear as a stream. The eyes are gentle and soft. There is an unspeakable purity. The smile is like a epiphyllum in the world, releasing a quiet rhythm. The appearance is extremely beautiful, which is popular. Holy as a fairy, people can't bear to desecrate.
When Yuhan stops, Rufeng's opponent orders: "Wu Qiang, go to the nearby area to see if there is an inn, and let's have a rest. At daybreak, the city gate opens, and we can enter the city again." The four brothers of the Wu family are Rufeng's confidants, so they can trust Rufeng.
Wu Qiang agreed and took orders to leave. The others got off the horse and formed a human wall around his brother and sister.
"Brother, I'm worried about my father and mother. I really don't want to leave them. What's going on now?" Yu Hanxiu frowned and said anxiously.
"Han Er, you can rest assured. It won't be long before the two generals arrive, and they will be able to help the father emperor. If you are not here, the father emperor will have no worries about the future, so he can face the war with peace of mind. I believe that God bless Zhao, and it will be OK."
Rufeng has always loved her sister, but could not bear to worry about Ruhan and comforted her.
While they were talking, they heard the clatter of horses' hooves. They looked back and saw that it was Wu Qiang.
"Your Highness, there is an inn not far ahead. I went to inquire about it. There are not many people in the inn, only a few people are sleeping." Wu Qiang swished down from his horse, clasped his hands and knelt on one knee to report to Rufeng.
"OK, we'll go there. Han Er, get on the bus quickly. We can't wait. The sooner we get on the bus, the better!" Holding Yu Han, Rufeng still sits in the previous position to catch the bus. Wu Qiang and others got on the horse.
A group of people waited along the path and soon arrived at an inn.
Xu heard the sound of horses' hooves, and Rufeng had just got out of the car when he saw a middle-aged man in a brown coarse cloth gown coming out of the store.
"How many guests have come to stay?" The middle-aged man looked up and down like the wind, and his face was beaming. Rufeng guesses that he has not seen so many customers in a small shop for a long time.
"Exactly! Please prepare some superior rooms for us to have a rest and leave at dawn." Rufeng said politely,.
"Well, please come in and I'll arrange it right away. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."
Rufeng turns back and just wants to help Yuhan get off the carriage, but he doesn't want Yuhan to open the curtain and jump off the carriage. It is as light as a swallow, as agile as a flying fairy, which is quite different from the previous image of a quiet lady,
When the jade culvert falls to the ground, like the heart hanging in the wind, it will be put down.
"My good sister, why did she get off the bus by herself? If she fell down, how would I tell her father?" Rufeng almost lost her tongue.
"Don't worry, brother. Such a little height is nothing. For Han Er, it's like walking on the ground." Yu Han sorted out the train and said to Ru Feng with a smile. His naughty appearance was really cute.
Hearing Yuhan's crisp and sweet voice, the middle-aged man's heart moved. Looking by the flickering candlelight in his hand and the bright moonlight outside, Yuhan in white was dressed like snow, black as ink, standing tall, smooth and beautiful, just like Chang'e. He couldn't help looking straight. When his brother and sister walked in, he came back to himself.
"My guest, would you please come with me to the upstairs private room?"
Ru Feng answered, only talking to Yu Han, and did not care about the middle-aged man. He took Yuhan and followed the middle-aged man into the inn. Wu Qiang and others tied their horses and followed them in.
