This maid has just turned 20 this year. She is one of his best friends in the palace family. She often takes care of him like a sister. She likes to dance and even prefers light leather boots.
"It's really too dangerous. What would we do if we didn't find you?" Chu Qing scolded her, "Sister, please don't be so careless again."
"Hehe, then I will probably become a forest princess."
While the two were talking, Chu Qing noticed that Shi Gonghu was stroking the oak tree where the maid Cinderella had leaned. The tree was completely dead, but the ground was covered with thick fallen leaves.
"What's wrong with this tree?"
Jugonghu moved his fingers along the lines of the dead tree. It was obvious that he cared more about the tree than meeting the lost and unconscious maid.
"No, I don't see any problem."
The swordsman replied.
Cinderella, who had just staggered and swayed from side to side, was now back to normal. She got rid of Chu Qing's support and ran straight to the front of the Shigonghu. Her long burlap-like skirt swayed into the shape of a small flower.
"Let's go back to the city." The maid looked happily at the building in Jinmen. Two groups of guards stood at the entrance, the bayonets on their guns shining brightly in the dusk. The clothes of the three of them are all printed with the palace crest, which is more effective than any document.
"If you pass out in the forest wearing a maid costume next time, I will have to report it to the housekeeper." Shigonghu warned. He had repeatedly asked Cinderella what happened in the forest along the way, but happily The maid seemed to remember nothing. She was not injured at all. Could it be that even wild beasts couldn't bear to hurt her
Passing through the city gate, Cinderella's little leather boots made a cheerful sound on the stone road. The tavern clerk was setting up the kerosene lamp hanging at the door of the shop. The night market that was preparing to sell stalls had already set up long tables. When night fell, the city It will be lively for a while.
Chu Qing is deeply proud of the world her mother protects. Soon, he noticed the girl waiting on the street not far away. Shigonghu pursed his lips and grabbed Cinderella's sleeve, pausing her dance, and the three of them bowed their heads together and saluted.
"Welcome back."
The girl who was about to celebrate her coming-of-age ceremony like Chu Qing stretched out her hand from the snow-white feather cloak and held Chu Qing's wrist. There was a sharp contrast in their outfits, just like clouds and miscanthus, but they had always been the same for more than ten years. The two people, who are inseparable like brother and sister, have already developed a more complicated relationship. Chu Qing, who was carrying a breech-loading gun, and Gong Yue, the noble and delicate princess of the Gong family, no one wanted to disturb this beautiful scene. Cinderella, who was pulled aside, raised her head. Whenever this scene happened, the Chief Protector of the Ten Workers He would look at her and smile, but today the swordsman had no expression on his face.
"There are a lot of people coming to the city." Chu Qing commented on the surging crowd.
"They are the nobles of the North." The only daughter of the head of the Gong family corrected angrily. When walking in Jinmen like this, most common people who are used to seeing princesses are reluctant to come forward to disturb her, but guests from out of town are very particular about etiquette, and when they see Gong Yue, they all bow down and salute.
"Congratulations, Miss Gong!"
"If you inherit the name of the Gong family, the Northland will surely be prosperous and peaceful."
"Miss Mana is the reincarnation of the mythical Inaba-hime!"
The walk was non-stop, with people saluting at every turn. Chu Qing calmly avoided the effective range of the salute, while Gongyue behaved gracefully and lived up to her title of Princess of the North. Although it was only a false title, Jinmen The provinces were also in vain. The territories of the female nobles were inherited from generation to generation. Compared with their leaders, the northerners respected the palace families to which they had been loyal for generations.