Zhurou

Chapter 16
That person is Yushuang.

Zhao Mingzhi stopped where he was, and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to learn from Moxiang?"

Yushuang lowered her head and said, "My servant dare not."

While speaking, he untied the things tied around his waist.

Only then did Zhao Mingzhi see that she had a whip wrapped around her.

"My maid has practiced martial arts since childhood. Although she is not as brave as her father and brother, she is not inferior to ordinary men. Your Highness is going north this time, and no one else will take him with you. How can you not ask your maid to go with you?"

As Yushuang said, she shook the whip away lightly, as if if Zhao Mingzhi refused to agree, she would use a whip method on the spot as evidence.

Zhao Mingzhi watched her move like this, not only didn't stop her, but took two steps back to get out of the way, and said: "Then come."

Yushuang was taken aback for a moment.

The house in this garden in Caizhou is already small. The interior is temporarily used as a study room, and many memorials are placed outside, and there are newly moved tables, chairs and wooden frames. ?

However, she was honest after all, and when she heard Zhao Mingzhi's mouth loosen, she quickly seized the opportunity, held the whip upside down, and began to wave it carefully.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is hard.

In a place half a foot square, if you want to use a whip that is several feet long, but you are afraid of damaging the things placed on the side, how can you not restrain your hands and feet.

Before the set of whipping techniques was finished, Yushuang felt that she was out of order and couldn't look at it at all, and her heart was half cold. However, when she looked up at Zhao Mingzhi, she saw a smile on her mouth. She was neither angry nor disappointed. A look of great interest.

She was not stupid after all, she quickly put away the whip in her hand, chased forward, and shouted: "Your Highness!?"

Zhao Mingzhi pointed to the ground with a smile, and asked, "You don't want anything?"

Yushuang hurried to pick up the burden and put it on her shoulder again.

Just now she was blinded by a leaf, but now when she looks back and thinks carefully, she has already noticed some clues.

——The princess should have planned to take herself on board.

However, she was led astray by Mo Xiang, and Baba came to show her ugly face...

Although it doesn't matter if you look a little ugly in front of the princess, it's embarrassing after all.

Zhao Mingzhi was walking in front, if he felt it, he caught a glimpse of her dejected from the corner of the eye, but he stood still and turned his head, saying: "Going to Beijing is very dangerous. According to my original plan, I actually want to keep you by Your Majesty's side."

Yushuang woke up suddenly, trembling all over, and was about to tell the difference, but unexpectedly, Zhao Mingzhi said again: "Although I have to be a guard, and I am going to be an official, I still feel anxious in my heart-I have been very willful since I was a child, and I broke out. You have shared many disasters together, but this time it is so dangerous, but you think in your heart: as long as Yushuang is around, you will not be afraid."

"It's really selfish to do so, but I don't care about so much, I just want to do whatever I want again."

Zhao Mingzhi smiled slightly, and said: "However, it is different now after all, you have martial arts, if you really encounter something wrong, if you see that the situation is not good, don't worry about me, just run away and report back here."

Yushuang remained silent for a long time, but her eyes were reddish, she just lowered her head again, and said softly: "My maid takes orders."

However, holding the bag belt tightly in his hand, he secretly thought in his heart: If there is a day when the master and servant will be together, it doesn't matter if they die for you.

***
Strange to say.

As soon as the two walked out of the house, the sky that had been gloomy all day suddenly brightened.

Zhao Mingzhi looked up, and saw the setting sun tearing through the thick clouds in the distance, revealing half of the gentle light, illuminating the entire west side brightly.

Looking into the distance, she could see the sunset glow in the sky, the clouds changing, and the original vague anxiety in her heart gradually dissipated.

Never just do your best and obey the destiny.

As long as you do what you can, the rest is useless.

……

The departure was just around the corner, so after packing up everything and taking advantage of Yushuang's time to check for omissions and fill in the gaps, Zhao Mingzhi went back to the East Chamber.

The younger brother Zhao Hong, who has always been very good, seemed to feel something this time, and refused to let her go no matter what.

Zhao Mingzhi coaxed for a while, and said to him: "Tonight, Yang Zhongcheng and Lu Canzheng are on duty, and there is also the fragrance of ink outside. If something happens..."

Zhao Hong said seriously: "I'll call Mo Xiang to call someone."

Zhao Mingzhi nodded, and said softly: "Auntie is going out for a while, and she won't be back for a while. You should eat and sleep well. When you get better, you should also learn riding and archery. You still have homework, so don't let it go. Wait until I come back." an examination."

Zhao Hong held back tears, hugged Zhao Mingzhi's arm for a while, then let go of her hand, and whispered: "Hong'er is going to sleep now."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes as expected.

Zhao Mingzhi sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand, touched his younger brother's face, and finally stood up.

However, this time when he got out of the inner compartment, he saw a person with red eyes standing by the door with his head tilted.

But it was Mo Xiang.

Seeing Zhao Mingzhi finally come out, she wiped away her tears and asked, "Girl, am I not as good as Yushuang in your heart?"

Zhao Mingzhi sighed in his heart, but he knew that this matter would come sooner or later, so he could only say: "Don't talk nonsense."

Mo Xiang choked up and asked: "Then why Yushuang can travel north with the girl, leaving me here alone..."

Zhao Mingzhi took two steps forward, only half a step away from her, but he said slowly: "Hong'er is only eight years old, no one else knows, but you don't know me? This trip will be as short as a month, if you don't Shun three or two months may not be able to come back, leaving him alone, how can I rest assured?"

"Even so..." When she said this, she had always been eloquent, and gradually fell silent.

Even so, why is she leaving and I staying?

In this case, Mo Xiang looked at Zhao Mingzhi's slightly tired face and couldn't say anything.

In front of others, the third princess has always been calm and unhurried, and she doesn't show her fatigue at all. Only when she is in front of her own people can she relax a bit or two.

How could he ask her to come back to distract her for a little thought of her own?

However, how could Zhao Mingzhi fail to notice Mo Xiang's injustice.

She said softly: "Caizhou's people are complicated and the situation is overwhelming. Your Majesty's diet and daily life should be watched closely. If you are smart, careful and bold, I can't think of anyone else except you, and I can't worry about it." Others."

The tone of this sentence is gentle, but the weight in it is so heavy.

Mo Xiang's original heart of "suffering from inequality", which is not enough for outsiders, was inexplicably calmed down by this sentence, and he thought: Although Yushuang is good, she can stay in Caizhou. There is no one else besides me.

It's just that after being complacent, I feel ashamed: Your Highness is so confiding, it's a blessing for me to follow, no matter how petty and coddled I am, how can I be worthy of her.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiang's face became hot, and her heart was full of hesitation, and said in a promised voice: "There is a servant girl in Caizhou, Your Highness just do things freely, don't worry about it."

……

As the time of Haishi approached, Zhao Mingzhi left the garden together with the rush he sent that day.

Zhongshu's decree is urgent, and when it is issued, we cannot spare the horse's footwork.

While Yushuang was going to lead the horse, Zhao Mingzhi wrapped strips of cloth around his palms one by one, but he heard a low voice behind him.

"Your Highness."

She turned her head and saw a man wearing a cloak behind a palace lantern, handing her a round long cloth bag.

The voice was familiar, it was clearly Lu Xianzhang.

However, the other party didn't say much, sent the cloth bag out, only bowed to salute, and returned it.

When the garden was locked, Yushuang also brought the horses.

Zhao Mingzhi got on his horse, pulled the reins and looked back, only to see the palace lanterns beating brightly and darkly, the garden gate was finally locked, and as far as his eyes could see, there was darkness.

And the cloth bag she put in her arms was soft to the touch but light in weight, and she didn't know what was in it.

　Ask in a low voice: Is there any ticket left for me today?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)