The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

Not understanding what this had to do with the capital, Hua Wu Ke turned around and looked at him in confusion.

But Ye Buhuo just smiled and said nothing more.

What he didn't say was that the so-called coincidence happened only three years ago.

At that time, he had been stationed at the border with the Black Iron Army for two years. He finally waited for the day to return to the capital, but found that Hua Wu Ke was no longer as close to him as before, but instead seemed a little distant and disgusted with him.

Before he had the chance to take the initiative to ease the relationship with her, he received news that the Northern Country was invading.

He had to leave in a hurry, but when he was not going to the battlefield, his mind was always occupied by Hua Wu Ke.

Finally, after the Northern Kingdom was defeated again, the Black Iron Army and the Hua Family Army gathered together to celebrate their victory.

After drinking a glass of strong liquor with the soldiers of the two armies, Ye Buhuo rode out of the military camp on his horse and walked aimlessly.

When he realized he had arrived here, he was surprised to find that he had been walking towards the capital.

There is a beautiful woman in the capital, and he longs for her.

But for the sake of the people of Ye Kingdom, he had to stay here.

Today, coming here again, Ye Buhuo no longer feels the same pain he felt back then.

Because now the beauty is by his side.

Ye Buhuo pulled the reins in his hand, and the horse slowly walked down the slope.

There is a small village at the foot of the slope, with a few families living there scattered around.

The horse stopped in front of a shop.

Ye Buhuo was the first to dismount, and then reached out to help Hua Wuke down.

The shop had no signboard, just a flag inserted diagonally on the lintel.

Hua Wu Ke curiously identified the words written on the flag.

"Beef-soup?"

Ye Buhuo responded:

"Yeah, it tastes good."

The two walked in together.

As it was late, there were no other customers in the store except for an old man sitting on a bench, dozing off against the table.

Suddenly, the wind chimes at the door were moved by the wind, making a few crisp copper bell sounds.

The old man was awakened by the sound of the bronze bell. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Buhuo in black and Hua Wuke in a light blue dress walking in under the moonlight.

The old man didn't react for a moment. Did he see an immortal?

After he looked at it carefully for a while, he was able to recognize it.

"Young man, you're here again?"

Ye Buhuo smiled faintly and answered yes.

The old man enthusiastically tidied up the table and chairs facing the door and asked the two to sit down.

After the two of them sat down, the old man shouted towards the inner room:

"Old lady, a guest is coming!"

Soon, an old woman came out after lifting the curtain of the inner room.

"Oh, the young man brought such a beautiful girl this time. Are they getting married?"

Hua Wu Ke didn't expect that Ye Buhuo could have such a familiar conversation with the old couple.

She was silent, her eyes drifting around, and her face turned red for a moment.

Ye Buhuo replied calmly:

"Soon."

Hearing this, the old couple smiled.

"Okay, okay, this is great news."

"Same old thing? Pancakes and soup?"

After getting the answer, the couple turned and went to the stove.

Thinking about how familiar the old couple was with Ye Buhuo, Hua Wuke said:

"Do you come here often?"

“When I have nothing to do, I come here to sit for a while.”

The old woman who was busy making pancakes heard the conversation between the two and said to Hua Wuke:

"Girl, you are from the capital, right?"

Hua Wu Ke was surprised:

"How do you know?"

The old woman pursed her lips and smiled.

"That's it. This young man used to come during festivals."

"One Mid-Autumn Festival, I saw him sitting in your place, staring at the moon. I asked him, young man, why do you always come during festivals?"

At this point, the old woman pointed at the moon outside the door with her flour-covered finger, and continued:

"He answered me, 'Because this place is closest to the moon in the capital.'"

Hua Wu Ke looked in the direction the old woman pointed and realized that he could see the moon from this position.

"I guessed at the time that the young man must be missing a certain lady in the capital!"

Then the old woman glared unhappily at the old man who was stirring the beef soup and listening to him quietly with a smile.

"The old man even said at the time that I might have overthought it."

"But when I saw you today, I knew that I was right!"

The old man turned his head and looked at the old woman who raised her eyebrows happily, then smiled and said:

"Yes, yes, it's me, the old man, who is wrong."

After that, the old couple spoke a few words from time to time, while Hua Wu Ke was already lost in his own thoughts.

She stared blankly at the moon in the sky, as if she saw her past life through the moon.

At that time, I would sit quietly in the yard and look at the moon on every festive day.

Hua Wu Ke was still lost in thought when he suddenly felt a burst of heat.

It turned out that the old man had brought two bowls of beef soup and placed them on the table, as well as a stack of freshly-fried pancakes.

Ye Buhuo placed the prepared tableware in front of her and said, "Try it."

Hua Wu Ke picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, chewing it, then took a sip of beef soup with a spoon.

Very ordinary taste.

But Ye Buhuo just said that the food here tastes good.

As the most respected god of war in the Night Country, he had tasted all kinds of delicacies from land and sea. How could he think such an ordinary bowl of soup and cakes were good?

Hua Wu Ke's hazy thoughts seemed to become clearer.

No wonder Ye Buhuo, a man who was busy with war all day, knew such a quiet place as Yingyue Lake and was so familiar with an ordinary old couple here.

It turns out that every day I spent alone in the capital, there was someone silently thinking of me in Beimoguan.

She felt her heart suddenly filled up, so full that a sour feeling rose in her throat.

Hua Wu Ke lowered his head and drank the soup mouthful after mouthful.

She suddenly felt that the soup tasted really good.

Unconsciously, her eyes were slightly red.

Ye Buhuo gently brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips and noticed something was wrong with her.

"But it's not to your taste?"

Holding his hand and placing it on his cheek, Hua Wu Ke shook his head.

“No, I like it very much.”

"It's just that the heat stung my eyes a little."

Hearing this, Ye Buhuo took her bowl of soup and stirred it gently.

"Wait until it cools down before drinking."

At this time, the old woman brought another pot of wine.

"This is the last pot of winter warm wine this year. It is a little blessing from an old woman like me to you."

The two thanked him and took the wine jug.

Hua Wu Ke had heard of Beimoguan's winter-warming wine a long time ago, but had never had the chance to try it.

Winter-warming wine is a specialty of Beimoguan. It is made from wine soaked with medicinal herbs that can dispel cold and then heated in a natural hot spring.