The continuous cold water gushed out from the closed mountain of Lizhou, rushed eastward, passed through Ningzhou Zhongzhou, crossed Wanzhou, and finally wiped the edge of Yuanzhou City, rushing to the East China Sea, and flowing to the Guixu in the deep sea.
From Lanzhou Chucheng to the east, take a boat to the south, even the fastest Yang family flying fish merchant ship, it takes half a month to reach Yuanzhou. Drive along the Beichuan River to Lizhou, step into the cold water, and flow east into Yuanzhou City.
Zhenbeihou and his family returned to the capital south. They set off from mid-October and arrived in Yuanzhou when it was snowing heavily. Yuanzhou City, which had been trembling in the wind and snow for several days, finally cleared up today.
At the ferry port in the north of the city, dozens of merchant ships are moored from south to north. The flags of various colors fluttered with the river wind, swaying a splendid color in the cold winter day.
Zhong Lishuo, who had been bored in the cabin for several days, walked to the deck wearing a silver fox cloak. Looking at the workers who were carrying household goods back and forth, he folded his sleeves and exhaled a white breath.
The Marquis of Zhenbei, who was walking out of the cabin, looked at the thin figure of the young man, coughed lightly, and called, "Asu, what are you still doing on the boat, your mother has already gone first, why don't you keep up?"
Although the words of the Marquis of Zhenbei sounded a bit harsh, they still showed a kind of love. He was just afraid that the sea breeze would be too strong, and Le Zhengsu's body, which was born from the birth of his mother, couldn't stand it, and he caught a cold and fell ill. Sensitively aware of this, Zhong Lishuo smiled gently, nodded in agreement, and walked quickly towards the mother in front.
Seeing that the Marquis of Zhenbei, whose wife and children had all disembarked, hurriedly followed.
Zhong Lishuo walked through the bustling crowd, climbed the steps, and finally reached the ferry that welcomes guests.
The guards in Tsing Yi walked ahead with their knives on their shoulders, lining up the crowds on both sides, forming an incomparably smooth road. Before leaving the crowd, Zhong Lishuo saw a young woman wearing an apricot shirt and a cloak leading a few guards to greet him.
"Mother." The woman called out, and Zhong Lishuo saw with sharp eyes that Mrs. Le Zheng's expression changed suddenly. Those originally gentle and calm eyes filled with tears in an instant.
The young woman came hurriedly, and was suddenly grabbed by Mrs. Le Zheng's hands and called out excitedly: "Ying'er..."
Le Zhengying clenched his mother's hands, choked for a while before letting go. He folded his hands together, pushed them out, bent over and made a long bow, and said, "Unfilial daughter Ying, I have seen my mother. You have worked hard all the way."
Madam Le Zheng stretched out her hand and held her arm, with tears in her eyes, she softly called, "Ying'er..."
When a mother and daughter who hadn't seen each other for three years met, they seemed to have a thousand words to tell. The neglected Marquis of Zhenbei saw the scene where the mother and daughter met in tears, and couldn't help coughing, "They are all servants of the Ministry of War. Seeing that my mother is still the same as when I was a child, I always cry."
His tone of reproach made Le Zheng's mother and daughter burst into laughter. Le Zhengying held back his tears, then put his hand away and bowed to his father, "I have seen my father. All the way to the south, is it safe?"
"Very good, very good." Seeing that the eldest daughter finally looked at her Marquis Zhenbei, she nodded with satisfaction.
Zhong Lishuo, who was beside him, said nothing, silently looking at the reunion of the family of three. Since waking up from this body half a year ago, she has found out her current situation intermittently.
As a fortress on the border of Lanzhou, Chucheng is the homeland of the Lezheng clan, the retainers of the Xuan clan of Lanzhou. As early as the time of Emperor Ling of the Chu Kingdom, the patriarch of the Xuan clan was a general who commanded millions of soldiers and horses in the world.
The last general of the Xuan clan was Xuan Jingchen, who was conferred the title of the Great General of Driving the Wolf by the Emperor Thorn. Until Xuan Jingchen was ordered to marry by Emperor Assassin and married to Zhong Lishuo, the crown prince, she still held the military power in the world.
And Zhong Lishuo's current father, Le Zhengqin, is a capable general who has served the Xuan family since Xuan Jingchen's father.
Zhong Lishuo lived in the cold palace when he was a child, and when he was older, he was taken over to Yunzhong City by the old cloud king, and then lived on the streets. Therefore, she did not have much contact with courtiers until she was brought back to the palace to become the crown prince at the age of sixteen.
But after getting married with Xuan Jingchen, the only people who dealt with the traitorous officials in Yuanzhou City who gave her a headache all day long, and all the affairs in the army were taken care of by Xuan Jingchen, and there was no time to pay attention to the military generals far away from the border.
Therefore, after waking up, Zhong Lishuo found out that he was the second son of Le Zhengqin, and she knew that this person was Le Zhengying's father, whom Xuan Jingchen relied on very much.
Zhong Lishuo had met Le Zhengying, but only once.
When it was still in the East Palace, Xuan Jingchen summoned Le Zhengying, who would soon be returning to Lanzhou to guard the border. When Le Zhengying was leaving, he happened to be bumped into by Zhong Lishuo who was returning from his trip. At that time, Zhong Lishuo, who had heard a lot of rumors, realized what the waiters meant when the female official looked like His Royal Highness.
Tall stature, snow-white complexion, and a pair of gentle eyes embedded under the heroic long eyebrows. This noble woman from Lanzhou is really outrageous.
At one point, the thin and frail prince who had been struggling for many years in pain was envious.
Xu is that a little bit similar, as if it is taboo, Le Zhengying rarely appears in front of her. Coupled with the disparity in status, she never saw Le Zhengying again.
I didn't expect to meet again, but in such a situation and under such an identity. Bearing the skin of the other party's own sister, Zhong Lishuo, who was sighing, finally sighed, bowed and saluted, "Su, I have seen the eldest sister."
"Su?" Le Zhengying's eyes smoothed over and settled on Zhong Lishuo's fair and handsome face. After a moment of stunnedness, he said with relief: "You are... so tall."
This younger sister, who has been living in the inner courtyard because of her frail body since childhood, has no sense of existence, but in the blink of an eye, she is as tall as her. Even though he received a letter from his father half a year ago and heard that his sister, who had been drowsy for nearly three years, was completely awake, Le Zhengying was still surprised when he saw such a spirited sister.
But for a moment, she gathered her emotions and turned to her father, who was beside her, and said, "I have ordered someone to clean up the mansion. It's freezing cold, so it's not advisable to stay outside too much. Father and mother, let's go home soon."
Le Zhengying instructed his servants to carry the luggage back, and led his parents to board the carriage that had already been prepared. At that time, there happened to be a red-clothed guard with a knife to clear the way, clearing the way from the crowded crowd. Zhong Lishuo, who passed by the red-clothed guards, turned his head as if he felt a sense of it when he was about to board the carriage, and instantly saw the man who was guarding at the end of the red-clothed guards.
It was a young man, about twenty years old, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a fair and beautiful face. He looked like a slender and beautiful person from Yunzhou.
Zhong Lishuo looked at the man's back on the carriage, and was immediately stunned.
The eldest sister on the side looked at the man who was guarded by the stars, and faintly spit out three words, "The King of Clouds."
In just a split second, the slender and beautiful face that was so amazing, overlapped with the chubby, cry-inducing boy in my memory.
The King of Clouds... Zhongliuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
At the end of the year, the dynasties worship. Also, Zhong Li's family was the only one who could still be king in the Qing Dynasty.
The carriage in front moved slowly, pulling the figure hidden inside farther and farther. Zhong Lishuo squinted his eyes, buried his chin in the furry neckline of the big cloak, and slowly let out a white breath.