Heartburn

"Why did your Royal Highness suddenly become interested in checking the accounts?" Yan Ke's voice pulled me back from my depression-I saw her walking in with a large group of cold-faced guards, smiling at the corners of her mouth, but earning in her eyes. Do not open a touch of solemnity.

"It's just a sudden intention..." I closed the ledger and watched her move the rest of the room back, leaving only the guards she brought, "Aunt Ke, is this?"

"His Royal Highness, I have received news that this time I am going to Xining to worship the heavens, and the journey must be uneasy-these people are good hands I selected from the guards. They will be guarded by your highness at any time on the surface, and I will also send someone to follow in secret. Please rest assured." She pointed to the guards lined up, raised her chin in the direction of the Hall of Moonlight, and said rather ambiguously, "As for the servants who are accompanying you, you can't be sloppy, your Highness may wish. Choose a few from those thirty beauties."

"Uh, this, I’m afraid it’s not convenient?" I turned my face away, covered my embarrassment, and refused as far as possible. Are these people a burden?"

"His Royal Highness is thinking very much," Yan Ke looked at me with relief and nodded, quite a feeling of "I have a girl in my family." Then the conversation turned and his smile turned cold, "but it doesn't matter. Thing—in case of ambush, just leave these cumbersomes behind, and it can be delayed for a while, why not? Anyway, they are all spies sent by the emperor, so it's better to make the best use of everything, so you don't have to worry about it?"

"...The king understands." I sighed and didn't intend to continue this topic with her again-although I understand that Yan Ke is thinking about me with all his heart, and her starting point is correct, I still can't accept her. This is the thought of treating human life like a stubborn.

The huge difference between the thinking mode and the three outlooks has caused me to treat people differently from her, and this difference is an irreconcilable contradiction in the short term-I don't expect her to understand my thoughts and become the concept of "everyone is equal" A supporter of her; I can't even imagine that one day, like her, she will accept her own superior status as a matter of course, trampling on or even taking the lives of others.

Although I strongly opposed her proposal in my heart, I gave up fighting for reasons and chose to acquiesce—because instead of implementing the "correct" ideas and definitions I believed, I played the role of "Ling Wang" without any trace. The role is my primary goal.

To put it bluntly, I am still a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. Whether it is humble or glorious, I want to live... I don't deny this, and I am not ashamed of it.

——If a person dies, everything is meaningless.

"His Royal Highness must promise me, go out, don't be self-willed, you can't leave the protection of these guards for a moment, okay?" Yan Ke seemed to be worried about me, and repeatedly warned.

"This king promises you." I nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked, "By the way, is there guard Jiang among the entourage this time?"

Yan Ke frowned, puzzled: "His Royal Highness meant to bring Jiang Zhuo with him?"

"Hmm, this king thinks that Jiang Wei has a high martial arts skill and a steady and careful person, and she is the best candidate to go with; besides, she was originally the person next to the emperor sister, promotion and reuse of her does not also show the king's loyalty to the emperor sister. Huh?" I thought of an excuse, said seriously, and looked at Yan Ke carefully at the same time-she heard the words and thought about it seriously, and seemed to feel that what I said was reasonable, and then agreed, "Then Yiyi What your Highness said."

"Thank you Aunt Ke." I was happy, and a smile appeared on my face unconsciously.

Yan Ke saw it, shook her head helplessly, and sighed with a smile: "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Jiang Zhuo poured into His Highness to teach you such a heart? If you use this enthusiasm for those servants, I will be content if I give birth to my little majesty as soon as possible."

"Hehe... Well, reckless, reckless..." Apart from smirking and sloppy eyes, I can't think of any other way to deal with it.

When I happily ran to the side hall where Jiang Zhuo lived to tell her the news, she didn't express too much expression, just as solemn as Yan Ke, and said worriedly: "Xining, along the way The bandits are running around and they are not at peace. Your Royal Highness needs to be careful."

"So, will Guardian Jiang protect the king's safety along the way?" I stared at her sculpted profile face, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

"This is where Jiang Zhuo's duty lies." She nodded lightly, turned her face, and saw me looking at her intently, her expression returned to her usual calmness, as if there was a smile that seemed like nothing at that moment was just me. Illusion.

Although she said that it was only based on her duty, it is also true that she took the initiative to care about me...As a friend, I can't ask too much-if she is willing to treat me as a person who can enjoy the flowers and the moon in her free time, when she rises up Talking with friends in the middle of the night, then I will be as content as Yan Ke.

In all, the royal family of Dawu country has a history of nearly a hundred years. However, defeating Rouran and Hengguo and uniting the world had to start decades ago.

When Yongjia Emperor Kuang Yunwei was in power, Qingyuan General Mu Qinglan slashed Ruoran Lord Xia Rutu in front of the battle. After that, the Great Wu Kingdom became the Great Wu Dynasty, and the Great Wu Emperor became the lord of the world-ever since There are Rouran slaves and Heng Kingdom treasures who pay tribute every year, and there is also a tradition of every generation of emperors to the Xining imperial tombs to worship the sky.

This trip to Xining can be counted as a tolerance. Although Kuang Xihan does not have any official positions, the honor of the prince’s title destined to travel should not be too shabby; and it represents the emperor’s travel, and he must accept official visits along the way. It will also take a month or two-this is really a big test for Kuang Xihan's delicate physique.

The closer I get to departure, the more anxious I feel; but I can neither defy the imperial decree and avoid this trip, nor can I control the slower flow of time.

On the day of departure, Kuang Xiqing led the civil and military officials to personally send me to the gate of Guanlan City.

Along the way, she was holding my hand, her palms were fiery, and her strength was so great that it hurt me, as if she wanted to convey some unspeakable message to me-but I couldn't understand those pairs as deep as a pool of ink. The emotion I want to express in my eyes is just like I can't understand the complicated look in Jiang Zhuo's eyes occasionally when he looks at me--maybe I am a dull person.

In the end, Kuang Xiqing let go of my hand, smiled slightly, raised her head and drank the Practicing Wine, and said softly, "Han... treasure it."

With just a single sentence, there is no more text, as if all the unfinished meaning is melted into these four words.

I can’t say that the feeling in my heart at that moment is deeper than the loss, and a bit more melancholy. It’s as if there will be no other day to see each other when I leave here. Maybe Kwong Xihan’s remaining emotions are at work, after all, I have never left. The girl who had traveled home suddenly left a familiar place, and it was natural to feel some parting sadness.

The carriage drifted away, until the face became blurred, and then I lowered the curtain.

Three days later, dressed as an ordinary business traveler, I sat face-to-face with Jiang Zhuo in a teahouse lounge in Siyang City, watching with interest the large group of people passing by downstairs and the criticizing pedestrian vendors.

At the two tables behind me were eight guards sent to me by Yan Ke, who acted as entourage servants and clerks. I intended to pretend to be the sisters of business travelers with Jiang Zhuo, but she strongly opposed it and finally gave up.

The mighty prince's honor guard almost occupied the position of the entire long street, and also attracted the attention of countless people. I thought, if I were the person in the carriage, I would be nervous to sit still.

Things have to start from that day when I left Guanlan City.

At that time, after I said goodbye to Kwong Xiqing, I left the inner city with a carriage kick and rushed to the nearest city of Molin. When I entered the post in the evening to rest, I saw the Yan who was supposed to be staying in the palace of Guanlan City. Ke quietly sneaked into my room with a young woman who was very similar in shape and appearance to me, and was shocked when I was about to change clothes.

She closed the door quickly, and a hand knife stunned the little cicada who was going to scream. She was so fast that she almost stunned me.

"Ke, Aunt Ke? Why are you here? What happened?" I patted my heart, afraid of jumping wildly, and calmly asked.

"For the safety of your Highness on this trip, we will go to Xining in two separate ways-I and this stand-in are marching with the large army, while His Highness and a few guards disguise as business travelers, and rush to Xining unconsciously. That’s where the station meets.” She pointed to the young woman and said to me.

"But..." I couldn't help but hesitate-in this way, wouldn't this young woman take on all kinds of dangers instead of me?

But I also know that this is the safest plan, and there is no reason to oppose it—either to Yan Ke or Kuang Xihan himself.

So, I silently changed into the clothes of ordinary business travelers, and took advantage of the night with the guards designated by Yan Ke to quietly leave the post-because of my insistence, Jiang Zhuo was also on the entourage list.

She couldn't help me, so she backed down and followed me by pretending to be a steward.

"His Royal Highness..." Seeing me staring at the guard of honor below, Jiang Zhuo coughed slightly, as if to say something.

I came back to my senses, raised an eyebrow at her, raised my hand to stop and said: "When I go out, I want to call me the boss, but don't forget this... Jiang Guanshi."

"...Yes, the boss." She paused, and agreed in a low voice, but stopped continuing the topic she was going to talk about.

——After a moment of silence, she raised her eyebrows and drank tea, as if to hide the fleeting embarrassment.

I also took a sip of tea, but my heart was amused by her reaction.

......Perhaps, this kind of journey is not bad.