she has golden eyes

Chapter 111 Snow Night
It was dawn, but Shen Qingyang and Liu Qi hadn't returned yet.All the people in the station ran out to catch the dogs, leaving only an old man burning the fire with his legs and feet disabled.

Mei Xue led Jiu'er to the kitchen to cook by herself.

Seeing Mei Xue stewing soup in a big pot, the nervous old man tentatively said:
"Girl, you just have to worry about your own food, and the food for us people, the little old man can make do with it."

Mei Xue shook her head, and said to him while busy with the work in hand:

"You don't have to be polite, old man, it won't take much effort."

Jiu'er also sympathized with the old man, seeing his hard work, when the food was ready, he served a bowl for him to eat.

Jiu'er brought the food to Princess Changle, and Mei Xue carried Du Zhe's food into the next room.

Du Zhe was still lying on the bed, when he saw Mei Xue entering the room with food, he hurriedly sat up.

He felt more and more that Mei Xue in front of him was a very strange person.

How could someone Shen Qingyang respect so much do this job of serving others?

Mei Xue was very calm and didn't care about the doubt in Du Zhe's eyes. She put the Kang table on the bed, arranged the food for him and said:

"Eat it while it's hot. I believe Mr. Shen will be back before noon. Don't be afraid."

After Mei Xue finished speaking, she sat down by the window, poured a cup of hot tea and drank it slowly.

Du Zhe's eyes were red, he looked at Mei Xue and said:

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm ready to die, but I really hope you can cure my grandfather's illness."

Mei Xue didn't ask anything, just nodded.

Although it was only a brief contact, Mei Xue's intuition told that the Du Zhe in front of her was not the kind of person mentioned in the rumors.

This young man must have a story that outsiders don't know.

After Du Zhe finished eating, Mei Xue took away the dishes and went to eat by herself, and came back to guard Du Zhe after cleaning up.

The heavy snow had stopped long ago, but there was no one to clean up the station, so there was still a thick layer of snow in the yard.

Mei Xue poured a cup of tea for Du Zhe and sat by the window to read a book. Du Zhe quietly looked at her several times, and finally couldn't help asking:

"Miss Mei, I heard that you cured the prince of Shu, so do you know him very well?"

Mei Xue couldn't help smiling slightly.

After all, he is still a teenager at heart, even if he is sad, curiosity is still indispensable.

Mei Xue nodded.

Du Zhe saw that Mei Xue was willing to chat with him, so he asked her about Li Jinzhi's temperament, and said that he had only heard other people talk about it, saying that the prince of Shu was a very good-looking person.

Du Zhe's words made Mei Xue laugh, she put down the book in her hand, looked at Du Zhe and said:
"The son is the same as Mr. Shen, both are very kind-hearted people. The difference is that Mr. Shen has a cold face and a kind heart, while the son has a good temper and is very gentle."

Du Zhe gave an "um" and suddenly laughed and said:
"Sister Princess is good-looking, and she doesn't seem to have any airs. I am very happy that Brother Shen can marry her."

Obviously, the news that Emperor Mingde bestowed a marriage on Shen Qingyang had already spread to Yanzhou.

Mei Xue nodded with a smile, and looked at Du Zhe calmly.

This young man has the simplicity in his bones that is rare for children from aristocratic families.

The reason why he is notorious must have some unspeakable difficulties.

Sure enough, Shen Qingyang rushed back before noon, followed by the people in the station and some nearby villagers.

Jiu'er immediately took out the banknotes and gave them to everyone, Shen Qingyang didn't dare to delay for a moment, drew the knife and killed the black mad dog.

Mei Xue applied Du Zhe's wound and wrapped his leg, then said while cleaning her hands:
"In half a month, as long as you don't appear to be afraid of light and water, you will be fine in the future."

Du Zhe nodded, and said to Shen Qingyang and Mei Xue:
"Brother Shen, Miss Mei, hurry up and save my grandfather first, I can chase you from behind, I will do it as soon as possible."

Shen Qingyang ignored him, turned around and left.

After the meal was over, Shen Qingyang didn't rest, he gave up his war horse to Du Zhe, and he picked a post horse by himself and set off on the road.

Although the snow had stopped, the road was still difficult to walk. When it was dark, no one could reach the next station.

The weather is very cold, and it is not possible to sleep in the wild like before.

Shen Qingyang found a leeward mountain col, lit a fire and made several people drink hot snow water.

Seeing Princess Changle nonchalantly gnawing on the hard-frozen pancakes, Du Zhe looked around and said:
"There are still more than 100 miles to go. If we keep going, we will be able to reach Yanzhou City before noon tomorrow."

Both Mei Xue and Princess Changle looked at Shen Qingyang, in such a cold weather, it is indeed safer to travel rather than rest.

Moreover, in this white snow field, there is no need to worry about not being able to see the road.

Shen Qingyang sneered, looked into the distance and said:
"That also requires us to be able to travel quickly."

Du Zhe stood up immediately, and pulled out the sword in his waist with a "shua".

It has been three days since he escaped from the Yan Palace, enough for those people to find his whereabouts.

Sure enough, not long after, a large group of people riding horses appeared in the north, and those horses must have bound feet and muzzles.

Because, there is no sound.

Shen Qingyang sneered, took off the spear from the horse and held it in his hand, and said to Du Zhe and Princess Changle:
"You two take good care of Miss Mei and Jiu'er, and don't let me get distracted."

Princess Changle and Du Zhe both nodded, Du Zhe held the sword, Princess Changle set up a bow and arrow, and protected Mei Xue and Jiu'er behind her.

The mountain depression behind them is four or five feet high, which is a good natural barrier.

Shen Qingyang rode his horse and galloped away, his tall figure gradually became smaller in the snow.Liu Qi followed closely beside Shen Qingyang, the long knife in his hand gleamed coldly in the snowy night.

The faster they attacked, the further away Mei Xue and the others would be from danger.

The sound of weapons colliding was particularly harsh in the snowy night. Du Zhe looked at the entangled black shadows in the distance, and suddenly choked up and said:
"Brother Shen was young when he joined the army with his grandfather, and I only saw him a few times, and I didn't even say a few words to him.

But people say that Brother Shen is brave and invincible, and even grandpa sighed, saying that if our Du family can produce a child like Brother Shen, he can go there with peace of mind. "

Mei Xue was silent, glanced at Du Zhe's side face and didn't speak.

Prince Yan's heirs are weak, otherwise, the old prince wouldn't be in his 70s and still dare not retire.

The fight in the distance continued, and Princess Changle was obviously anxious, but she was not a willful person so ignorant, so although she was so nervous that her hands were shaking, she still held back.

He followed Shen Qingyang's instructions and stayed where he was, without moving a step.

Some people fell down one after another, and some wounded war horses fled in all directions screaming.

When Shen Qingyang came back with the spear, his face and body were splattered with blood.

After taking the veil handed over by Princess Changle, Shen Qingyang asked Du Zhe while wiping the blood on his face:

"Is this why you ran out? Do you want to go to the capital to file a complaint or are you planning to flee to the end of the world?"

Du Zhe shook his head:
"Neither, I heard that there is a miracle doctor living in the mountains here, and I want to go back and treat grandpa."

Speaking of this, Du Zhe suddenly laughed and said mockingly:

"With my reputation, it's useless to file a complaint anywhere. No one will believe me."

He said it with a smile, but Mei Xue clearly saw tears flashing in his eyes.

Everyone was silent, and it took a long time before they quietly mounted their horses and set off again.

Passing by the place where Shen Qingyang was fighting just now, Mei Xue took a careful look.

The people who died in the snow were dressed as bandits, but the horses that were either dead or injured were obviously war horses.

Those who want to chase and kill Du Zhe are really blatant.

(End of this chapter)