In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 42
She saw him take out something from his bosom and put it into her palm, she took a closer look and found it was a jade hairpin.

She raised her eyes, puzzled: "Brother, this is?"

"It's guaranteed!"

that compartment.

Hearing the sound of choking in the room, Zhao Wuling couldn't help asking curiously: "My lord, who is inside?"

"Back to the young master, it's Young Master Xiao."

"Oh?"

He raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that what the governor and the young master were talking about just now was about young master Xiao."

"Exactly."

Looking at the nobleman's expression, he seemed to be interested in this matter, so Chu Hong explained why.

"It's because Jiang'er was too assertive, which made Mr. Xiao come to Jinzhou with hope. I don't want to disappoint her, but..."

Zhao Wuling said: "Your Excellency, you don't need to blame yourself, no matter whether the result is good or bad, it's an act of righteousness by Your Excellency."

"Hey, the little marquis has flattered me, I am ashamed to take it."

While speaking, a person walked out of the room, holding a embarrassed man in his arms.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes, he saw a pale face, disheveled hair, tear stains on his face, if his eyes were not open, he would have thought she was dead.

She saw him too, and just stared at him blankly.

Zhao Wuling nodded slightly, Xiao Yu also remained motionless.

He could always see her in a state of embarrassment, so he must be laughing at her in his heart right now.

"Young Master Xiao, are you still alright?"

She closed her eyes, and her senior brother's voice sounded in her ears: "Thank you, Young Master, for your concern, I'm fine."

Zhao Wuling nodded: "That's good, everything has its own destiny, and please don't be too sad, Young Master Xiao."

She couldn't answer.

What did Zhao Wuling mean by saying this?

It was the senior brother who thanked her for her, and Chu Hong urged impatiently: "Don't waste time here, send her back quickly."

Chu Zhijiang had to listen to his grandfather's words.

He could only say: "Yes."

Chu Hong glared at him, then smiled at Zhao Wuling: "There are so many miscellaneous things in the mansion, I have neglected the distinguished guests, come here, let's have some tea."

"Thank you."

Taking a glance at the two people who were going away, Zhao Wuling put away his folding fan, his brown eyes were deep and thoughtful.

He was stabbed by Gao Shuyan before, but recovered after a few days of rest, but this time he lay down for half a month.

It's better during the day, but at night, she always suffers from insomnia.

Father, uncle, and brothers are all talented generals, why is she so useless?
What she is used to is the arrogance and domineering under the beauty, and the overreaching behind the self-confidence.

Acupuncture, archery, outsiders think they are very powerful, but only she knows that her internal strength is insufficient, so she can only shoot from close range, if it is farther away, it will be useless.

Those few arrows at the governor's birthday banquet were already her limit.

Just bluffing.

Today is fifteen, and the moon is round.

She wanted to take a look, only to realize that it was already late at night, and Liu'er had already been called down to rest by her.

She propped herself up and got off the bed enduring the pain all over her body. The old man walked towards the window lattice like a stroll, and struggled to raise his arms to open the window.

Before seeing the full moon, I saw a person standing outside the window.

She smiled bleakly, she was so incompetent now that she couldn't even detect someone approaching.

"Han Guard, good evening."

Han Yi turned her head. At this time, she had long hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was morbidly pale, but her beautiful face couldn't hide the endless fatigue.

Insomnia every day, how can I look good?
She laughed in a low voice, and teased: "Han guard seems to like my small courtyard very much, and always runs here."

"..."

"It's a pity. I still want to see the fifteenth moon. It's dark and scattered, and I can't see anything."

Hearing this, Han Yi looked up at the sky.

"too late."

"Hehe." Xiao Yu sighed softly, "You are right, it is too late, and the moon is going to rest."

"The moon is fifteen, and it is sixteen. Mr. Xiao can look at it tomorrow."

"It makes sense."

She propped herself on the window sill, raised her head slightly, her eyes were shining.

"The moon has its ups and downs, and people have their joys and sorrows. Everything has its own destiny. You can't force it, you can't force it."

Han Yi frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that I have some hope again."

Han Yi turned his head and looked at her puzzled, but saw her pouted towards the night sky: "I'm still waiting to see the moon on Shiliu."

It turned out that Pantou was this, he pinched the hilt of his sword, then turned his head away again.

"So, very good."

"Guard Han."

"Ah."

"It's so late at night, aren't you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

Xiao Yu smiled, this is not surprising, after all, this is Zhao Wuling's subordinate, serving the prince is naturally different from ordinary people.

"Where is Han Shiwei's family name?"

"Liangzhou."

Liangzhou, formerly known as Liangdu, was the capital of the previous dynasty. The previous dynasty was destroyed and a new dynasty was established. In the second year of Yuanjing, the first emperor moved the capital to the capital.

Later, Liangdu was renamed Liangzhou.

The painter Yang Wuming painted for Empress Cheng in Liangdu Palace. After the fall of the previous dynasty, he disappeared along with thousands of portraits.

"how old are you?"

"Twenty out of four."

It's like two friends chatting late at night, talking about their family's gossip.

"24, it's time to start a career, so you've already started a family?"

Han Yi paused for a moment before saying, "No."

"oh oh."

Xiao Yuyi was silent for a long time, not hearing anything, Han Yi looked over and saw her leaning on her elbows and lost in thought.

"When did you follow Zhao... your son?"

Xu Shi was still in the dead of night, she was a little fuzzy, and almost forgot, the three words Zhao Wuling could no longer be blurted out.

Han didn't see anything from her face, so he gave up.

"Two years ago."

That great change happened three years ago, and Han also played for Zhao Wuling a year later, no wonder, he didn't know himself.

Suddenly I heard him say again: "However, I met the young master three years ago."

Xiao Yu frowned: "In Liangzhou?"

Han Yi was obviously taken aback, probably because he didn't expect her to guess so accurately.

"Well, it's in Liangzhou."

He was originally sent to monitor her, but now he started talking at night, and he didn't understand why he talked so much with her.

Before clearing his mind, he brought up the past with her.

"Three years ago, the son chased and killed him and fled all the way to Liangzhou. He happened to be rescued by my father. One month later, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to Liangzhou himself. In order to repay his kindness, he granted my father a wish. My father asked His Highness to let me do it." His Highness's entourage, His Highness agreed, and let me follow the young master after a year."

"As far as I know, the Eastern Palace underwent a drastic change three years ago. The old crown prince was abolished and the new crown prince entered the East Palace. But what happened then?"

"Exactly."

"Go to Liangzhou personally... It seems that your young master is a big celebrity next to the prince."

"Well, the son is the son of Marquis An Le. He has a distinguished status and is good at strategizing. His Royal Highness must value it."

Whether it's Lu Jingya or Zhao Wuling, they all explain that Li Yingyu likes such smart people.

It is also enough to explain why he doesn't like himself.

(End of this chapter)