660 Holding Hands (5)
Although there seemed to be no one on the street, it was inevitable that she felt uneasy.
“What’s there to be afraid of? My men will follow us closely behind,” Xie Jingxing said.
While Shen Miao was in a daze, Xie Jingxing had already tied the scarf on her face, revealing only her eyes. Her eyes were round and watery, and the black and white were very clear. Under the dim light of the lantern, she looked even more adorable. Xie Jingxing helped her put on the hat and raised his eyebrows. “Not bad.”
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Shen Miao found a set of servant’s outfit to wear. The hat was a little oversized, almost covering her eyes. When she came out, she forgot to bring a cloak. Xie Jingxing looked at her for a moment and put his cloak on Shen Miao. “Let’s go.”
“Just like this?” Shen Miao asked in surprise.
“The east of the city is not far.” Xie Jingxing said, “It’s good to take a walk. You haven’t seen the capital at night, right?”
Shen Miao was silent.
Most of the nights she had spent were within the square walls of the palace in Ming Qi. Sometimes, she sat in the huge Kunning Palace and thought about the annoying things in the harem for the entire night. Sometimes, she went to the royal garden to take a look and saw Fu Xiuyi chatting happily with different beauties.
She was the empress, but her nights were filled loneliness.
She had once regretted becoming the empress and envied the carefree life outside the palace.
Xie Jingxing said, “No one can see you and recognize you. Do whatever you want.”
Shen Miao looked at his handsome face and suddenly felt envious of him.
Not only was Xie Jingxing the young marquis of the Marquis of Lin’an, but he was also the younger brother of Emperor Yong Le. Everyone thought his life was glamorous, but in fact, he must have tons of weight upon his shoulder. However, his proud and arrogant personality seemed to have never changed. Nothing could change him. It was as if no matter how time flowed, he still stood there in an unshakable manner, leaving people in awe.
Shen Miao was envious of people who were strong-willed. She felt that she was not as strong as Xie Jingxing, because when she thought of Wanyu and Fu Ming occasionally and the things in her previous life, she would feel tired.
Xie Jingxing’s gaze was sharp. He grabbed her chin and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Shen Miao broke free from his hand and turned around. “Nothing.” She did not want anyone to know what she was thinking. She turned around and took two quick steps, but she was not used to wearing men’s boots. The ground was very slippery because of the thin ice, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xie Jingxing grabbed her arm and said with a frown, “Be careful.”
His hand was long and cold, and it was just big enough to wrap Shen Miao’s entire hand. Shen Miao’s heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously wanted to break free, but she did not expect Xie Jingxing to hold her hand even tighter.
Xie Jingxing said indifferently, “I’ll hold you in case you slip.”
“I’ll be careful not to slip,” Shen Miao said.
“Then I’m afraid I’ll slip. Hold my hand,” he said with a serious expression.
Shen Miao was speechless.
Reflected by the lanterns, the entire street covered with snow looked mesmerizing. From time to time, Shen Miao would look up at the sky. The sky was very good and spacious, looking much better than the sky within the palace wall. The street was very quiet, and no one would notice her. Some of her unfulfilled wishes in her previous life were fulfilled at this moment. Being held by the young man beside her, for some reason, Shen Miao smiled, imperceptibly.
