Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

There were small stalls on both sides of the bluestone road, selling small items, most of which Anan had never seen before, so he found everything curious.

Turning around, he saw the tall and thin guard following him very discreetly during the day, so he asked with a smile, "Are you here to go shopping too?"

"Miss, my name is Chu Qing. The Fourth Master asked me to follow you." His voice was a little rough and hoarse, but not rude. Instead, it sounded very nice, and it had a comfortable, tickling feeling.

Anan stared at him for a long while before he smiled, nodded, and pointed to the candied haws stand in front of him: "I want to eat that."

He obviously didn't expect Anan to make such a request. He felt a little embarrassed and nervously touched his waist. After a long while, he took out two copper coins. He hurriedly ran over to buy the candied haws and handed them to her very seriously.

Anan thanked him happily, took it, took a light bite, and was so sour that his face wrinkled. He wanted to throw it away immediately, but when he saw him still standing there, he smiled awkwardly, held it in his hand, and continued walking forward.

Right now even Bianjing has to impose curfew every now and then. It is rare for such a small town to have such a large-scale night market.

He just followed from a distance, not too close, and knew the right balance.

Compared to the two men who were drinking and chatting, he was elegant, fair-skinned, and well-dressed, neat and tidy. Occasionally, when someone glanced at Anan with his glasses, he would step forward to block them, but a cold glance was enough to intimidate the other person.

Anan was strolling around at ease, holding a candied haws in her hand, walking and stopping from time to time. Suddenly, she stopped and stared at the shadow play in front of her in a daze.

This shadow play depicts the victory of the battle between the Yongning Guard Governor Hongze and the Japanese pirates.

Hongze's shadow puppetry is very exquisite. He has curly beard and red eyes. He is nine feet tall and as strong as an ox, just like a night demon. He wields a pair of sledgehammers in his two unicorn arms and sweeps away thousands of troops. The audience cheers and applauds.

At some point, he slowly walked behind her, glanced at her, then looked at her hand and asked with a frown, "Why did you hurt your hand again!"

Anan looked down at her hands. It turned out that they had been walking for too long, and the sugar coating on the candied haws had melted, staining her hands red. She was too focused on watching the show and didn't see it. She looked back and saw him take out the handkerchief from his arms, then smiled and shook her head, but she extended her hand to him with great enjoyment.

He wiped the sugar stains off her hands naturally, with an imperceptible tenderness between his brows.

A peddler came over and said to him with a smile, "Sir, this is a fine silk flower. Buy one for the girl!"

He patted his chest, opened the box in front of him, took out a pink flower and handed it to her, saying flatteringly: "It's so beautiful, really! The ladies in the palace all wear this!"

He put away the handkerchief, took the pink silk flower and handed it to her. Anan took it, put it in her hair, turned her head and looked at him and smiled.

This smile seemed to smooth out all the gloom, and he was dazed for a moment.

The peddler took the copper coin from his hand, smiled with brilliant yellow teeth, and suddenly said to him, "Master, you are so lucky! Your daughter is as beautiful as a flower, a hundred times and a thousand times more beautiful than my silk flower! She will definitely marry into a good family in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter from behind. The Fourth Master was right behind him, laughing so hard that even the serious Chu Qing couldn't hide his smile, not to mention Jiu Ling and Bi An who were hiding behind the pillars.

The peddler had been making a living in the streets for years and was very good at observing people's words and expressions. He didn't even need to put on an expression. Just by seeing everyone smiling like that, he knew he had said something wrong. Fearing of getting into trouble, he hurriedly ran away with his silk flower box.

In the end, he smiled helplessly and subconsciously touched his stubbled face.