The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 121 I want to see her too

"I don't care. Those people can't keep an eye on me at all. I will still follow them!" Xihe was very stubborn. Once he made up his mind, ten oxen couldn't pull him back.

"you!"

Zhao Jinyuan stood by with his arms folded, watching the show leisurely. He had seen countless such scenes over the past ten years, and at this moment he stepped out to act as a peacemaker at the right time.

"Alright, alright, calm down and stop talking."

Ten years passed and Zhao Jinyuan was already twenty-five. At this age, he would be a father in other families, but Zhao Jinyuan didn't even have a prince's wife.

Emperor Jingyuan and Concubine Xian were both very troubled by this matter. They looked for opportunities to stuff eight or ten beauties into the prince's mansion. As a result, Zhao Jinyuan turned around and moved to Zhao Zhinan's place. The dozen beauties given by Emperor Jingyuan were left alone to guard the empty mansion, which was really pitiful.

It was strange to say that among all the princes and princesses, except for Zhao Zize who had a disability and was not in a hurry to get married, and Zhao Zhinan who had a confidante, the rest were lonely, including the crown prince Zhao Chengning who lived in the East Palace.

Just asking means I'm not interested.

Asking means being busy!

Emperor Jingyuan almost cursed in public over the marriages of his children.

"Second brother, please help me!" Xihe cast a pleading look towards Zhao Jinyuan.

Unexpectedly, before Zhao Jinyuan could say anything, Zhao Chengning saw it first.

"What? You want to help her? You want to join him in the mischief, right?"

"..."

Zhao Jinyuan got a cup of tea and handed it over, "Brother, have a cup of tea to calm down."

Zhao Chengning couldn't drink any more after taking a sip. "Why do you always like these bitter teas?"

He was so angry just now that he came to Zhao Jinyuan's tent carrying Xihe.

Zhao Jinyuan just smiled and said nothing.

After a while, he said, "Brother, even if you send someone back, Xihe will run back halfway. What if something happens on the way back and forth?"

Zhao Chengning suddenly thought of the bandits that had been roaming around recently, and a hint of relief appeared on his face.

Zhao Jinyuan struck while the iron was hot, "Why not let her follow us? With our protection, she will probably be fine. When we get to the border, let her stay in the city. She will be fine."

Zhao Chengning paused, glanced at Zhao Jinyuan who was talking freely, and said in a pointed way, "Are you in the same group?"

It is not easy for Xihe to hide as a woman. The fact that she was not discovered until now shows that someone definitely helped him before, and he did not expect that person to be the right one.

Zhao Jinyuan coughed twice, turned his head away, and said something else, "The weather is nice today."

"..."

Xihe was eventually retained, and her tent was placed next to Zhao Chengning's and was heavily guarded.

A letter was sent back from the imperial city. As for how Emperor Jingyuan and Concubine Chen planned to deal with Xihe after seeing the letter, that was no longer Zhao Chengning's business.

The army marched for another seven days before finally arriving at the border. Outside the border, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and sand filled the air as soon as one opened one's mouth.

"Second brother, are we there yet?" Xihe asked as he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Zhao Jinyuan nodded, "We're here, this is it." He turned around and looked somewhere hundreds of miles away, and said, "According to intelligence, the armies of Beili and Beimo are stationed there. Do you want to..."

"I don't want to." Before Zhao Jinyuan could speak, Xihe seemed to know what he was going to say and rejected him cleanly. "He hasn't sent me a single letter in ten years, and this time he's leading an army here. What's the point of meeting him? Should I go up and beat him up? It's better not to meet him."

Ten years is neither long nor short.

The little girl couldn't help feeling resentful after having no news for ten years.

Furthermore, the vague stance in childhood became clear the moment Xiao Mingxuan led his troops to attack.

"I'm glad you understand." Zhao Jinyuan sighed and habitually touched Xihe's hair like he did when they were children.

The carriage slowly drove into the pass. Xihe lifted the curtain, took a look, and then put it down again.

That's it.

*
A hundred miles away,
"Someone is coming?" The man was dressed in black, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and his head was slightly lowered. His expression could not be seen clearly. In one hand, he was drawing something on rice paper with a pen.

"My Lord, as you said, the people have already entered the pass."

"Got it, go down." The man suddenly stopped writing. The painting was of a woman in red. He stared at the painting and suddenly smiled, "I don't know if my painting looks like her."

"If you want to know if it looks like it, why don't you go and see it yourself?"

Xiao Mingxuan suddenly raised his head, his slender eyes looking straight outside the tent, only to see Nangong Yan slowly walking in with a folding fan in his hand. It seemed that time had been particularly kind to this man, and his appearance seemed to have not changed at all after several years, except for a hint of subtle sadness.

Nangong Yan looked at the table and said with a smile, "Over the years, you asked me to collect portraits of the little princess openly and secretly, and you even painted countless of them yourself, but you just don't go to see her. Do you think there's something wrong with you?"

Xiao Mingxuan removed the painting, poured a cup of tea and drank it by himself, "It's not that I don't want to go, but... I don't dare. I'm afraid she will be angry."

Obviously he missed him so much, but he just didn't go to see him. Even when they arrived at the border, he didn't even leave the military camp. This is what it means to be homesick.

"Afraid? What is there to be afraid of? Let's not talk about what happened in the past ten years. Just look at the fact that you are raising an army to attack the border now. Just be happy that the little girl didn't come with a knife to stab you to death." Nangong Yan didn't know much about Xihe, but he knew a lot from Zhao Wanyu.

This girl has a clear sense of right and wrong, dares to love and hate, and is lawless. Maybe she is really capable of doing something like chopping someone with a knife.

Xiao Mingxuan sneered and said sarcastically, "You make it sound like you found Zhao Wanyu."

Nangong Yan's expression faded, and his brows showed more worry. "Is there any news about your people?"

Xiao Mingxuan shook his head, "You can't even find someone in Hua Palace, and you expect me to do that?"

Nangong Yan was desperate and tried every possible means. Zhao Wanyu had been missing since the last battle, and it had been more than half a month. He searched almost every corner of the city that the traveler had mentioned, but still couldn't find him.

"She is a border guard. She can't be too far away. She must be somewhere nearby and won't go far." Nangong Yan looked depressed, with slightly red eyes and a feeling of being soaked in despair all over his body, as if every word and sentence was peeled off from his flesh and blood.

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at the other person indifferently.

In his memory, Mr. Nangong was a man of strategic planning and romantic style, but in just half a month he had turned into this, which was not worthy of the legendary Palace Master Lihua.

"If the princess wanted to hide on purpose, none of us would be able to find her."

Zhao Wanyu has been at the border for many years and is as familiar with this place as her own home. If she wants to hide her tracks, no one can do anything to her.

"I know she doesn't want to see me, but... I want to see her." Nangong Yan's voice was hoarse and his reaction was a little slow. "If I had been more careful that day, she wouldn't have found out, and this wouldn't have happened."