The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

The Kingdom of the North and the Kingdom of the Night have been at odds for a long time.

Although there is no explicit ban on merchants from the two countries, as wars become more frequent, the people of the two countries have not traded for a long time.

Not to mention that there were opera troupes from the north coming to the interior.

A theatre troupe from the north suddenly came today.

Hua Wu Ke frowned, thinking that this matter was a little strange, and secretly kept it in mind.

The troupe actually sang a drama from the Night Kingdom, although it was not as exciting as the troupe from the capital.

But Hua Wu Ke had been at this border for a long time and had not seen such a lively scene for a long time, so he was fascinated by it for a while.

"it is good!"

From time to time, the sound of cheers from the spectators downstairs could be heard.

Duan Rui was also fascinated by the show, and from time to time he pulled Hua Wu Ke's sleeve and shouted excitedly:

"Sister, look! That martial artist's movements are so smooth and agile."

Hua Wu Ke looked over following Duan Rui's voice.

The martial artist was showing off his spear skills, stabbing and swinging, and it was not difficult to see that he had some basic martial arts skills in his movements.

But he is a martial artist after all.

He must have practiced the swords, guns, sticks and clubs that appear on the stage at least a hundred times, so it is inevitable that he has some mediocre kung fu.

It's not that strange.

The troupe seemed to be in a hurry, but after performing each play, they closed the curtain and left.

"Hey, why did you leave after singing for such a while?"

There were spectators in the audience who had not yet enjoyed the show to their heart's content. When they saw that the troupe seemed to be preparing to leave, they couldn't help but ask.

Some well-informed people among the audience answered:

"It was performed once yesterday. We have been in Beimo Pass for two days and we are going to go inside the pass."

"Alas, this troupe came suddenly yesterday and no one knew about it."

Someone echoed:

"Yes, I missed it yesterday, and finally caught up today, but it's gone in just a moment. What a disappointment."

The troupe wanted to leave, and the audience could do nothing about it.

After a few complaints, everyone dispersed.

Although it was just watching a play, it took me a whole afternoon.

As it was almost evening, Hua Wu Ke thought of his grandfather checking Duan Rui's homework at night.

He couldn't let Duan Rui stay outside for too long, so he left the theater and took Duan Rui back to the City Lord's Mansion.

After having dinner in the dining room, Duan Rui followed Hua Zhukong to the study.

Hua Wu Ke returned to his room.

After resting in the room for a while, Hua Wu Ke seemed to hear some noise in the next room and guessed that his father and brother had returned from the military camp.

Did Buhuo also come back that night?

Hua Wu Ke was thinking in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Hua Wu Ke stood up, put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out of the room.

"Dong dong dong."

Hua Wu Ke knocked on Ye Buhuo's door.

The door to the room opened quickly.

Ye Buhuo looked at Hua Wu Ke standing outside wrapped in a cloak, his breath turning into white mist.

Afraid that Hua Wu Ke would catch a cold, he quickly brought him into the room.

Then Ye Buhuo held her hand, and it was indeed cold.

Ye Buhuo frowned and said with a distressed tone:

"Your hands are so cold, why don't you hold a hot water bottle?"

Ye Buhuo asked as he placed Hua Wuke's hand in his palm and rubbed it gently.

After a while, Hua Wu Ke's hands became warm.

Hua Wu Ke thought that since everyone lived in the same mansion, they must not be too far away.

So I didn't even wear extra thick clothes and just came here wrapped in a cloak.

"I didn't expect your room to be so far away from me. My hands are already cold after just a little bit of wind on the way."

After sitting in the house for a while, Hua Wu Ke felt that the house was not much warmer than outside.

Ye Buhuo has been practicing martial arts for many years, so his body can withstand the cold weather.

So there was no charcoal fire burning in this room, and the room was no warmer than Hua Wu Ke's room.

Now that Hua Wu Ke had arrived, Ye Buhuo hurriedly ordered his servants to light the charcoal fire.

Then, Ye Buhuo looked at Hua Wuke who was sitting next to him and said:

"If you want to see me again, just ask someone to tell me and I'll come find you. Don't walk outside in the cold wind. What if you get frozen?"

Are you treating yourself like a flower that can't withstand wind and rain?

Hua Wu Ke replied:

"I'm not that fragile. My hands are just a little cold. I'll be back to normal in a little while."

Ye Buhuo was helpless and could only remind her to wear more clothes when going out and not to catch a cold.

Ye Buhuo went to the military camp with Hua Rongyu and his son these days.

The three of them went out before dawn and did not return home until late at night. They even had dinner in the military camp.

So Ye Bohuo and Hua Wuke haven't seen each other for several days.

Today Hua Wuke suddenly came to see Ye Buhuo, and Ye Buhuo guessed that Hua Wuke must have something to say.

"Why do you come to see me so late? What happened?"

Hua Wu Ke told Ye Buhuo that he and Duan Rui went out to watch a play today, and that the troupe was from the north.

"Your father and I knew about the troupe on the first day they entered the country. We checked their customs documents and found that they were all ordinary citizens."

"It used to be common for opera troupes from outside the Great Wall to come to the Great Wall to perform, but it has become rare in the past one or two years."

"Your father guessed that the harvest in the North Country was poor this year, and the people in the North Country didn't have much money to go to the opera, so they came to the Night Country."

"General Hua has been sending people to keep an eye on the troupe, so Sui Sui, don't worry."

I came to tell Ye Buhuo myself because I was afraid that he and his father would be busy with military affairs and neglect the control of Beimo Pass.

Now, hearing what Ye Buhuo said, since they already knew about this, Hua Wu Ke could rest assured.

The night is already very deep.

Even though the two hadn't seen each other for several days, Ye Buhuo had to suppress his longing for Hua Wuke and personally sent him back to his room.

The two walked side by side on the road, chatting with each other.

Most of the time, Hua Wu Ke was talking about what new things Duan Rui had taken him to see in the past few days, and Ye Buhuo was listening quietly.

From time to time, he raised his hand to tidy up Hua Wu Ke's hair that was messed up by the wind.

After spending a while together, they arrived at Hua Wu Ke's room.

Hua Wu Ke still had a lot to say to Ye Buhuo, but in the blink of an eye he saw his room in front of him.

Why does this road seem much closer than the last time I went to look for Ye Buhuo?

Hua Wu Ke thought to himself.

After watching Hua Wuke come in and telling her to have a good rest, Ye Buhuo turned around and went back to his room.

While walking on the road, Ye Buhuo also wondered, why is the way back so much longer than the way here?

Because it was arranged by Hua Wuke's father, Ye Buhuo accepted it.

Today, Ye Buhuo felt dissatisfied for the first time that their rooms were so far apart.

late at night.

Almost everyone in the City Lord's Mansion had gone to rest, and the mansion was completely silent.

Just then, a door suddenly opened.

I saw a man leaning out of the door and looking around cautiously.

Seeing that there was no one else in the yard, he walked out of the room with light steps.