Chapter 42

"boarding!"

Zhao Xian'er lifted the curtain, revealing a rare and unusually serious face.

Qianru hesitated for a moment, then got into the carriage.

She thought Zhao Xian'er was going to talk about those maids.

However, after a while, Zhao Xian'er did not speak.

The carriage was running so fast that the bumps were extremely severe.

At this speed, it's too early to go to Zhao Xian'er's house.

But the car has no intention of stopping.

She lifted the curtain of the car, looked out for a few times, and found that the environment outside was unfamiliar, with shadows everywhere, and felt a little uneasy involuntarily.

"Sister Zhao, where are you taking me?"

"I have always been devoted to you, can I still harm you?"

Although she had experienced what happened to Prince Gui's Mansion, she still believed in Zhao Xian'er in her heart.

Although Zhao Xian'er is young, she is wise and resourceful, able to convince and control others.

If such a person intentionally harmed himself, he must have already been in the pit of fire.

Gambling the trust in her heart, Qianru sat patiently.

Soon, the car left the South City Gate.

The road was pitch-black, and the lanterns hanging on the front of the car had already been extinguished amidst the bumps and swaying.

The farther she was from the city, the more uncertain Qianru felt.

At this time, Zhao Xian'er held her sweaty hand, "Are you worried? Do you think I will harm you?"

"No, I'm just a little afraid of the dark."

In the car where they couldn't see their fingers, the two of them couldn't see each other's expressions, but the keen Zhao Xian'er still noticed that she was lying.

So, Zhao Xian'er changed her attitude and used an extremely gentle tone to dispel the worries in her heart.

"Life is alive, in order to survive, no one will play tricks when necessary. But I promise you, no matter when, I will not harm you."

These few words undoubtedly played a reassuring effect.

I have already boarded Zhao Xian'er's carriage based on trust, and now I can only carry out the trust to the end.

Finally, the car stopped.

Zhao Xian'er's accompanying maid, Ping'er, lit the lantern and slowly helped them both off the carriage.

In the wilderness, the cold wind was blowing, and there were sparse sounds from time to time in the grass cage and the woods.

"It's so creepy!"

Ping'er muttered something, seeing her master's face as cold as steel, she hurriedly shut up and led the way obediently.

As they walked, a bare grave mound appeared in front of them.

There are several heart-wrenching characters engraved on the tombstone: Tomb of Abandoned Wife Anshi Qianru.

"Which bastard erected a monument indiscriminately!"

Qianru was so angry that she picked up a stone and wanted to cross out the word "abandoned woman" on the stele, but suddenly realized that the carriage was coming from the south of the city, and this might be Xiaogushan, the tomb of her previous life.

Oops!The reaction seems to be too big.

She raised her head to look at Zhao Xian'er's master and servant, and threw the stone away in a hurry.

Zhao Xian'er didn't know what she was thinking, but Qianru's reaction was very suitable for her.

She helped Qianru up with concern, and said earnestly: "My dear sister, this is not a tombstone erected by someone maliciously. This is the tomb of An Qianru, the daughter of the marquis of sin, An Xingdao. It is not convenient to come here during the day, so I just I can bring you here in the dead of night."

"What are you doing here? Sister, do you have friendship with her?"

"She was a noble daughter of the Marquis Mansion, a famous talented woman, how could she have friendship with me? However, although she has nothing to do with me, she has something to do with you"

It turned out that Zhao Xian'er brought herself here because she wanted to warn her not to be infatuated with Shangguanyuan through the experience of An Qianru, the noble daughter of the Marquis in her previous life, at Shangguan's house.

Regardless of whether Zhao Xian'er was overthinking or not, Qianru was very moved by this hard work.

It's just that this marriage was not made on her own will, but a marriage bestowed by the emperor, which was hard to defy.

But Zhao Xian'er doesn't think it's difficult to retire this marriage, "The emperor gave you a marriage, but didn't let you get married immediately, you just need to say 'drag'."

"No matter how long it drags on, this marriage will still happen."

"How can a man have such patience? Besides, Mrs. Shangguan is absolutely opposed to your marriage. And Shangguan Yuan is a well-known filial son in the capital. Your Majesty makes a statement, your engagement will be terminated naturally?"

"It's a good idea! But, what kind of reason can we procrastinate the wedding?"

"I've thought about it for you. It's been more than a year since your father passed away. You can say that you can wait until the three-year filial piety expires, or you can wait until the Dali Temple's retrial is over. If you can't, you can say that you can bring Zhixuan to the capital to watch the ceremony. Excuses can be postponed for at least three to five months, depending on how you use them."

If you want to plan for the present, that's the only way.

After a while, Zhao Xian'er ordered Ping'er to fetch the prepared incense candle paper and place incense on the grave to worship.

Qianru was once again moved by Zhao Xianer's sincerity.

From the blazing flames, Qianru seemed to see her previous life in Shangguan's house.

During the day, he was yelled at by Shangguan Liu and the nuns around him, and at night he stayed alone in an empty room, even drinking a bowl of medicine had to be approved by Shangguan Liu.

Days like that would be worse than death!

But she endured tenaciously, her lips turned white, and she almost died in Shangguan's house. When she was dying, she received Shangguan Yuan's letter of divorce, and was carried back to Anhou's house.

Not because of such an experience, she would never have thought of using a similar method to escape Yi Zhonglun's clutches.

Shangguan Yuan, Shangguan Liu, these are your bad retributions.

Best of all, you have nothing to do with Jing Heng's theft of the imperial tomb.

Otherwise, I will never die with you!

Thinking, thinking, she grabbed a handful of ghost paper and scattered it in front of the tombstone, tears fell to the ground along with the ghost paper involuntarily.

Zhao Xian'er wiped her tears with concern, and said in relief: "I will definitely help you find a better home, and everything will be fine!"

"Sister Zhao."

She felt hurt for a moment, and lay on Zhao Xian'er's shoulder sobbing and crying for a while.

"This day won't be too long! Believe me! You are a famous talented woman in the capital now, and many powerful people are willing to marry you as their wife. When I go back and sort out all their wealth information, I will send them here for you to choose. Pick and choose until you are satisfied."

It's hard for my own sister to be so good!

Qianru was very moved, but human beings are not grass and trees, and a heart full of scars cannot be healed by a seemingly decent marriage.

Therefore, she declined Zhao Xian'er's kindness.

It was a few truthful words from the heart, but unexpectedly it angered Zhao Xian'er, and got slapped inexplicably.

Qianru took a few steps back in fear, she couldn't believe it, and she didn't know Zhao Xian'er in front of her.

"I've worked so hard to plan for you so far, but I didn't expect you to still doubt me, An Qianru, are you blind?"

"I didn't doubt you."

"How did I treat you, don't you know? You let a stranger who has only been with you for less than half a year live in your house, and you listen to her whispering all day long, saying how vicious I am and how sorry I am. What are you I heard it in my heart, and even returned the maid I gave you, you really have no conscience."

It is true that Zhao Xian'er treats her very well, but Xiangxiang is also a sworn sister!

If it wasn't for Xiangxiang, how could they leave Prince Gui's mansion safely?
Wasn't it because of these affections that the three of them became the Jinlan sisters?
Counting on others, and pouring dirty water on them, is this still the affectionate and righteous Sister Zhao in her heart?
(End of this chapter)

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