On Girl’s Day, the lights were brilliant, and it was reaching the climax of the golden age.

Commandery Princess Jingle walked through the colorful lights and silently walked through the streets and alleys where the night market gathered.

Behind her, the man in the rabbit-shaped mask followed.

For a long time, the two people did not talk to each other.

Jingle was used to turning around to see if the man was still following her after she walked for a while.

A moment ago, she encountered three villains and was almost bullied by them.

It was this mysterious man who rescued her in time and promised to escort her all the way home.

Hope was regained from the abyss of despair, and there were twists and turns.

Jingle suddenly couldn't believe it. Would this unknown man really be responsible and continue to protect her safely after saving her?

Every time she looked back and saw him dressed in a dark robe and his slender and upright figure like a savior god, the girl would feel warm in her heart.

However, Jingle couldn't understand one thing.

He was covered in a dark robe in the middle of the lights, with his half neck exposed by the collar and narrow sleeves, and his hands were slender and white. He should be a clean and good person.

In that case, why did he wear a rabbit-shaped mask?

Anyway, that long-eared mask and his gentle and elegant temperament were completely incompatible.

Jingle walked silently and thought a lot, lowing her head.

She was more curious and desperately wanted to know what the face under the mask was.

Such a young warrior would not be a monster with extremely ugly eyebrows, nose, and mouth, wouldn’t he?

Jingle walked and thought absent-mindedly, and her movement became very slow.

A group of children at the age of 7 or 8, each carrying a lantern, ran to her.

A boy bumped into Jingle as he ran. He staggered, so the lantern fell to the ground and broke.

"Hey, you must pay me for the lantern!"

The little child's tone was blunt. He pulled Jingle and took off the gloves to her.

His companions came up. All the girls and boys raised their hands to accuse Jingle.

In the past, Jingle would definitely raise her chest with her hands crossed at the waist and scold the children with her silver tongue.

However, now circumstances changed with the passage of time. She was in a particularly bad mood tonight.

She was ridiculed and abandoned by her beloved man, and then she met the villains. All kinds of encounters made the arrogant and delicate girl have a strong sense of frustration at this moment.

Surrounded by the children, she was dragged around by a dozen small hands. She intuitively felt that the soles of her feet were weak and her body was crumbling. She was helpless and pitiful.

"Give me money. Give me. My mother just bought it for me. A tael of silver!"

"Right. Pay for it. Otherwise you can't leave here!"

"Stop it. Please stop it. I'll pay for it..."

In the face of these fierce children, Jingle was gradually in an inferior position.

She didn't have the extra strength to argue with people tonight. She just wanted to go back to the Palace quickly and avoid this dirty place.

The girl frowned sadly and lowered her head to reach the purse on her waist.

"Hey, don't go too far in bullying others!"

The man in the rabbit-shaped mask suddenly rushed into the crowd and dragged Jingle into his arms. He strode back and said aggressively with infinite anger,

"Let go. Let go of her!"

The man angrily brushed away the children's hands. He turned around violently and looked at the troublesome boy.

"Just now I saw clearly that it was you who hit her first and lost hold of your lantern. Now instead of apologizing to her, you're trying to extort money from her?"

The children were immediately dumbfounded, staring at the strange rabbit-shaped mask. The next moment they suddenly scattered and ran away.

"Are you okay? Leave them alone!"

"Thank you."

Jingle smiled shyly, and her face was slightly hot.

She hurriedly leaned over to pick up the broken dragonfly lotus lantern on the ground, and her look became regretful,

"Oh, it's a beautiful lantern..."

The man grabbed it and threw it on the road, saying indifferently,

"It is useless when broken. If you like it, I'll give you one."

"Really?"

Jingle raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled with dimples on her face.

Soon, she realized her gaffe. She controlled her excitement and embarrassedly lowered her head. Then she murmured like mosquitoes,

"As such, thanks a lot."

Not seeing the man's facial expression, she felt that his voice was warm and good. It was not difficult to feel that he at this time was also happy.

"You're welcome. Today is your day, so you should get a gift."

Even as the sound of his voice died away, there was a crack above. Thousands of fireworks were lit in the night sky, which was colorful like mangrove trees and silver flowers in full bloom.

In an instant, the sky was bright as day with numerous stars.

The girl smiled in the colorful brilliance changes as if she had let go of all frustration and forgotten all the sorrows and troubles. Her smile reflected the bright and flickering fireworks, which was charming, delicate, and gripping.

Looking up at the fireworks in the sky, she applauded and exclaimed,

"What beautiful fireworks! I haven't seen such beautiful fireworks for a long time."

"In fact, you're the most beautiful with your smile."

The words that came out of the man in the rabbit-shaped mask made the girl suddenly turn her eyes in surprise. At this time, she passed through the two round and rolling eye holes on the rabbit-shaped mask and looked at the man's eyes directly.

Inexplicable emotion surged into her chest, and Jingle's red lips trembled slightly. She tried to say something but was unable to open her mouth.

The man in the rabbit-shaped mask was silent for a moment. He raised his finger to the front and changed the topic,

"I know there are stalls selling lanterns on that street. Let's go."

This time, he walked hand in hand with her.

Jingle was slightly stunned. At the same time, she had another strange idea in her mind. She did not reject the closeness of this mysterious man. Instead, she said nothing and was willing to be led by him all the way.

Crossing two more streets, they would get to the gate of divine prowess. Jingle did not want to reveal her identity as the Commandery Princess to the man in the rabbit-shaped mask. When they walked to the middle of the official road, she suddenly stopped and whispered,

"My home is in front. You don't have to take me home. You can leave first."

The man in the rabbit-shaped mask turned his head and looked around. He did not object.

"This place is close to the Palace and is safe. Alright. Here's your lantern."

He handed her the lantern.

Jingle stood in the same place and looked at him with her bright eyes,

"Could you tell me your name? Today you saved me. When we meet again someday, I will once again thank you."

The man in the rabbit-shaped mask shook his head slowly.

"You praise me as a warrior on the way, and a warrior never leaves his name when praising virtue and punishing vice. He also never pursues rewards."

Jingle became gloomy and depressed.

She looked up and down at the interesting rabbit mask without a smile.

Taking a deep breath, she finally plucked up the courage to ask him in a tentative tone,

"May... May I see your face?"

The man in the rabbit-shaped mask stepped back and said in a flat voice.

"Go back. Don't worry your family. I'm leaving."

Jingle thought that she had offended him, so she stopped demanding.

At the moment when he was about to turn around, the girl raised her voice eagerly,

"Big Brother, if I want to see you again, where should I find you?"

The man stopped. Then he smiled with some mystery,

"If you want to see me, just light up the dragonfly lotus lantern and hang it under the porch of the house. Then I will appear."

After finishing his words, he turned around and hurriedly disappeared at the fork in the long street.

"What..."

Jingle said to herself in disappointment.

This man was also interesting. He did not know that her home was in the Palace. Otherwise, he would not have spoken like this.

Moreover, such festival lanterns were common on the market, and ordinary people could also buy them.

So how could he tell which house was hers if she hung it outside?

It wouldn't matter if she couldn't see him. Why did he treat her as a three-year-old child and coax her?

Feeling angry for a while, Jingle lowered her head and walked to the gate of divine prowess.

…

It was in the Imperial Ceremony Office of the Palace.

The koi double-tailed incense burner was covered with wisps of gray smoke. The fragrance of agarwood was floating, and the air was elegant.

Yue Xilou sat in front of the incense table with his eyes closed. He rhythmically tapped the table with his slender fingers, shaking his head and humming a ditty of a certain poetic drama.

The door moved slightly, and a little eunuch walked quickly to the opposite of the table. He looked gloomy.

Not opening his eyes, Yue Xilou comfortably leaned on the back of the comfortable chair and only asked,

"Is it done?"

The little eunuch’s worried face suddenly showed a heavy loss of blood. He nodded very embarrassedly and stuttered,

"Master... This matter is botched..."

"What?"

Yue Xilou was greatly surprised. He suddenly opened his narrow and clear eyes and did not change his serious face in the slightest. He was still like a flat and quiet lake without a trace of waves.

"How can it be?"

For a moment, he asked with a cold voice. The murderous look at the bottom of his eyes burst out.

The table moved. With the "bang" sound, the red gold censer was shattered by the strange internal strength. The copper slag and the spices of quenching spark splashed all over the little eunuch.

He groaned in pain, clasped his arms, and knelt on the ground. Then he kept kowtowing,

"Master, spare my life. Master, spare my life! I learn from Kong San'er that it was almost down, but it was halfway disrupted!"

Yue Xilou stood up and slapped down the sandalwood incense table with the light of disgusted cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Do you know who it is?"

The little eunuch crawled on the ground and shivered.

"No, no... Kong San'er said that the young man wore a rabbit-shaped mask. He was well-dressed and was good at Kungfu..."

Yue Xilou was irritable and paced in the hall with his hands crossed. He complained endlessly,

"That girl gets off the hook. She talked nonsense in front of His Majesty and ruined my plan!"

Eunuchs were the most narrow-minded.

It was true that Yue Xilou was as elegant as a gentleman from his appearance, but he was also a sinister and vicious person.

On that day, in Qinming Hall, he accused Huanan He, the Ninth Prince, with the intention of convincing the Emperor that the person who broke into the imperial harem at night was the Ninth Prince. However, he was reprimanded by Jingle and publicly ridiculed his physical defects as a eunuch.

How could he, a second-ranked official of the imperial court, tolerate it and put the underprivileged Commandery Princess in his eyes?

Therefore, Yue Xilou held a grudge against the girl. He secretly sent people out of the Palace to find three ugly and dirty scoundrels of the marketplace at the cost of some money and ask them to stay outside the Palace, waiting for the right opportunity to attack Jingle.

After a slight groan, Yue Xilou raised his hand. He twirled his fingers and pointed,

"Feel free to find a reason and first put those three local ruffians in the Royal Prison. Tell the prison guard to be lenient and not to kill them. Maybe these three people will be useful."

The light in his eyes floated, and he saw Leshuang in a crow's blue Bingbi official uniform standing outside the door with his hands hanging down.

"Leshuang, where did you go? Why do you keep standing outside?"

Yue Xilou felt surprised.

He thought he had good hearing. How could he not hear the sound of this boy walking?

He didn't know how much his conversation with this little eunuch on the ground was heard by his adopted son.

Leshuang raised his clothes and went across the threshold. He gave a salute to Yue Xilou and drooped slightly, hiding a ghostly light in his eyes.

He smiled and said softly,

"I come to greet you, godfather. Just now I saw that you were angry and did not dare to come in without permission."

"Well." Yue Xilou did not care much and turned back to sit down on the rose chair. He fiddled with the cuffs and asked carelessly,

"Where did you go?"

"Godfather, just now the informant from Counselor-in-chief Shi’s Mansion reported that they had sent many people to Yonglu Temple with weapons."

Yue Xilou's eyes lit up. He quickly thought of something, and then he shook his head and smiled,

"Okay, it's really fun to go to the temple late at night."

Leshuang bowed his head and said in a low voice, "Godfather, do you need to see His Majesty?"

Yue Xilou smiled, "We don't know whether they are alive or dead. Let's see what will happen first."