The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

The woman looked stunned. She wiped her nose and tears, bowed to Li Xiying's position, thanked him three times, then left with a smile.

"Fourth Uncle, please go away quickly..." she prayed in her heart.

Who knew that the old man, dressed in a white dragon fish suit, was followed by several attendants, each holding a portrait, and went door to door asking questions. With every step he took, he was getting closer and closer to her, and was coming towards this side!

She was stunned for a moment, then immediately picked up her skirt and ran away.

She would turn at every intersection, and after several rounds of this, she was already sweating profusely.

After running for a quarter of an hour, he felt relieved because he thought his uncle wouldn't find him here that quickly.

Why would Fourth Uncle be looking for someone in Chang'an City? Could it be that he had already been to the guest house and understood the situation?

If that's the case, then it's a good thing that she didn't go back to the guesthouse!

The air was filled with fragrance.

She stopped and looked at the restaurant in front of her. The aroma of roasting and steaming filled her nostrils, especially the smoke from the roasted lamb, which could be smelled from several blocks away. The appetite in her stomach had already been aroused.

She looked behind her and saw that no one was chasing her. She thought that Fourth Uncle didn't know she was here, otherwise with his skills, he would have caught her long ago.

To be on the safe side, I thought of hiding in a restaurant and filling my stomach at the same time.

She stepped over the threshold of the store, glanced at the sign quickly, chose a seat near the inside, and ordered a portion of roasted lamb, a serving of Hu pancake, and a bowl of lamb soup based on the sign. While eating, she occasionally looked at the street view outside the stained glass window, feeling very comfortable.

Although not up to the standards of a tavern, the food is not bad either.

Li Xiying was happily enjoying the food, but her fourth uncle was leading several plainclothes guards to inquire about her whereabouts. The servants held the portrait and asked anyone they caught: "Have you seen this lady?"

Passers-by and doormen all shook their heads and waved their hands to indicate that they had never seen it.

"Hey, where is the lady who hired the carriage?" The coachman stupidly stood at the door and asked the shop owner.

"How can they not come if they have spent money? Something must have delayed them." The shopkeeper said, "There is still a quarter of an hour left in half an hour. Wait a little longer."

An hour passed like this.

The owner of the carriage and horse shop waited for a long time at the street corner, but the lady didn't show up, so he had to let the coachman take the carriage back to the backyard.

Just as he turned around, the guard held the portrait in front of his eyes and asked: "Have you seen this lady?"

"Eh?" The shopkeeper took a quick look at the portrait and found it very familiar.

"Have you seen it?" the guard asked nervously.

The shopkeeper suddenly remembered: "It's her. She just hired a carriage from me, but she said she would leave in half an hour, but now she hasn't been seen for an hour. She has already paid, and I don't know when she will be back."

Although the woman in the portrait has different clothing and hairstyle from the woman who hired the carriage, her face is 80% similar. It has to be said that she is more beautiful in person than in the painting, and it is hard not to be unforgettable.

"Which direction did she go? Where is she going in the carriage?" the guard continued to ask.

"I don't know which direction she was going. She hired the carriage to go something like that... What are you looking for this woman for?" The shopkeeper didn't dare to reveal the customer's information anymore and asked belatedly.

Are these people good or bad? If they do something bad to that lady, wouldn’t that be a bad thing?

"Where are you going?" the guard demanded.

"Oh, let me take another look at the portrait." The shopkeeper took the portrait and looked at it. "Tsk, tsk, she wouldn't reveal it. She said she would point the way as she went."

The guard narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "We are palace guards. Although we are in civilian clothes, we are secretly searching for someone under the order of His Royal Highness Prince Xian. If you know about it and don't report it, you will bear the consequences yourself."

The shopkeeper was shocked. A small shop like this couldn't afford to offend His Royal Highness Prince Xian, so he said honestly, "I said, we are going to Luoyang."

The guard reported it to Li Zhen.

After hearing the news, he left a guard to guard the place, and took two people to look for it in a slightly farther place, and ordered the rest to ride horses to wait at the Muyan Villa in Luoyang.

Seeing that the few people ignored him and were still standing there, the shop owner could only continue to work with trepidation in his heart.

Li Xun thought that this little girl must have seen him before him, so she hid herself. She probably couldn't go far for the time being.

Night fell as expected, and Li Xi was full and satisfied. He thought that he could not go back to the carriage and horse inn anymore, so he had to be cautious and find a place to stay for the night. He would look for a direction tomorrow...

After thinking it over, she was afraid that she would not be able to return to the villa for a while. Even if Fourth Uncle happened to ask the store owner today and found out where she was going, he would still send someone to wait for her in the villa.

What she was worried about was that all the carriage and horse shops in Chang'an would be guarded by her fourth uncle's men!

In this case, I can only hide in a corner of Chang'an and wait for them to relax their vigilance before returning to Luoyang to catch my breath. In this way, after a few months, Aye will not come up with any ideas.

The next day, it was already noon. Yesterday the rain washed the branches, but today the sun was warm and windy and I was sweating.

Li Xiying opened the window upstairs and looked at the street outside. There were not many people around. At a glance, she saw a thin woman in white with a straw tag on her hair, kneeling on the side of the road not far away.

Look at that woman's slightly hunched back.

There was a straw mat lying horizontally behind her, with dirt sticking out from one end and dark blue toes visible at the other end.

Li Xixiao rarely saw people selling themselves to bury their fathers. Although he was not a person who liked to watch the fun, the rude words and actions of the person who was pulling him next to the woman made it difficult for him to look away.

"Why bury the father? You are so beautiful, it would be a shame if you come back with me to be my concubine." The man in Hu clothing with a big belly and big ears grabbed the woman's arm and walked away, completely ignoring the corpse under the broken mat on the ground.

"My dear, if you can bury my grandfather, I will go with you." The woman pried the man's hands apart, pushed him and fell to the ground.

Li Xiying's face could never be seen. She was only seen with her head down wiping away tears, which attracted onlookers nearby.

"What's the point of burying her? I don't have the time for that. I promise to treat you well!" The man pulled her hard and wanted to take her away.

After a long struggle, passers-by had gathered in twos and threes, but no one tried to stop it, as if they were just watching a show.

It happened that a young man from the mansion went out. He was wearing a green robe with a round collar and narrow sleeves, had red lips and white teeth, was nine feet tall, and looked straight ahead.

When the woman saw him, she broke free and ran towards him.

Kneel down in front of him.

"Kind man, please save me. I just want to bury my grandfather properly. Please be kind and help me." The woman in white raised her head and looked into his eyes. When they locked eyes, her whole body softened. Tears fell on her cheeks and seemed to solidify. It took a long time for them to slide down.

Her starry eyes twinkled, her pretty nose was red from crying, and her lips were red without any makeup, as if stained with blood.

What a pitiful look she looks, passers-by all feel pity for her when they see her.