Bingwen heard that Xiao Zimu was also going to Guwan, and he vaguely felt that he had something to do with Xia Chu.
Otherwise, why would a prince go to a place like that? Even for fun, he should choose places like Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Why are the Seventh Prince going to Guwan?" Bingwen was partly curious, and partly wanted to see if he could be of any help.
"I'm just traveling in casual clothes. Everyone here has to keep it a secret for me." Xiao Zimu smiled warmly at everyone, and then said to Bingwen: "Mr. Bingwen, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Seeing that Xiao Zimu still remembered him, Bingwen hurriedly replied: "Your Highness, you are still thinking about it. I wonder if you have eaten yet. If you don't mind, why not come with us?"
Seeing the restrained posture of the remaining four people, Xiao Zimu smiled and said, "No need, we will set off tomorrow, and you can have a good farewell trip to Yinzhou."
"ah?"
"So fast?"
Xie Jiming groaned, and Kong Changhui asked.
"His Royal Highness said that Xingyuan Banquet has taken leave of absence for me and will leave tomorrow." Yin Guangbo explained from the side.
"I didn't expect that today would be a real farewell party." Shi Zhongfei said with emotion.
"I want to take a stroll in this garden. Is it convenient?" Xiao Zimu asked, looking at the surrounding scenery.
"Of course, let me lead His Highness around." Bingwen came over and made a gesture of invitation.
"Excuse me, Mr. Bingwen." Xiao Zimu said politely.
Bingwen took Xiao Zimu to appreciate it slowly, and asked as he walked: "Has Your Highness heard of Mingxiang Garden?"
"The reputation spreads far and wide. I heard that disciples from famous sects flock to Mingxiang Garden. It's hard to find one." Xiao Zimu praised.
"Your Highness is so complimentary." Bingwen waved his hand and said politely.
"When I return to Beijing, I would like to bring a friend over to enjoy tea, flowers, and wine while looking at the moon. By then, Mr. Bingwen must not turn him away." Xiao Zimu said jokingly.
"But the young Marquis?" Bingwen guessed.
"Exactly." Xiao Zimu nodded.
"You two are nobles that you can't even invite, so how can you turn them away?" Bingwen replied respectfully, but in his heart he was thinking, it's not yet certain who will invite whom...
Accompanied by Bingwen, Xiao Zimu walked slowly around and was very fond of the bamboo forest in the backyard.
"The sunset enters the backyard, and the setting sun shines on the bamboo forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees." Xiao Zimu chanted softly to the bamboo forest.
"Your Highness, do you like this place?" Bingwen saw that he seemed to like this place very much.
"Yes, I like it here very much. You have arranged it very well." Xiao Zimu nodded appreciatively at Bingwen.
Watching this piece of bamboo forest swaying gently in the breeze, rippling waves like clouds and smoke.
He was really happy.
"Your Highness praised the wrong person. I did not arrange this bamboo forest. A friend of yours asked me to transplant it here. He said that he planted this bamboo forest for a friend of his. Now it seems that it can To be loved by His Highness, my friend must also be happy." Bingwen said slowly, but his heart suddenly became clear.
It turned out that after Xia Chu learned that he had opened a Mingxiang Garden, he asked him to plant a bamboo forest in the backyard specifically for Xiao Zimu.
"Oh? Your friend's friend is quite elegant. In my opinion, he will definitely be very happy." Xiao Zimu listened to the chirping of birds from time to time in the bamboo forest.
When the wind shuttled through the bamboo forest, the sound of the leaves gently playing, he closed his eyes in contentment and said sincerely.
"Yes, I believe he will be extremely happy when the time comes." Bingwen looked at Xiao Zimu and said slowly.
Although Xiao Zimu liked this place very much, he looked at it and it was already getting late, so he said to Bingwen: "You also go back to the farewell bar, I will go back to the palace first."
"Yes, I will escort His Highness out." Bingwen responded and led the way, escorting Xiao Zimu out of the garden and hurried to the study.
Although he guessed that Xiao Zimu's leaving the palace was related to Xia Chu, what if he was conceited and guessed wrong.
To be cautious, he still wrote a letter and gave it to Bian Hao.
After seeing the letter sent, he got up and left the study and rushed back to the pavilion.
And three days later.
Xia Chu, who was in the tent of King Mo's army in Yucheng, had not thought about how to reply to Bingwen's first letter when he received the second letter from him.
Xia Chu felt a sense of boredom in his heart. He should have been on his way back to Beijing at this moment.
You can have a drink and chat with Bingwen, you can go up the mountain to pick up Meng'an from the mountain, you can go back to the Marquis Mansion to have fun with her, and you even have time to accompany Xiao Zimu to travel through ancient Anhui.
And now!
He had to stay here in frustration to detoxify that ice cube face.
He obviously risked his life to detoxify him, but he still had to suffer his cold face.
Xia Chu burned the letter and left the tent.
I looked at the time.
Gan!
He still has to cook for Xiao Mubai, why!
Xia Chu crossed his arms and walked towards Xiao Mubai's tent angrily.
When Han Sa saw him coming, the veins on his forehead jumped.
The two masters, since the last time they teamed up to beat him up, had not even had a moment to reconcile before starting a cold war again.
As a messenger, he was cautious and careful. He would not say much if he could not speak.
Xiao Mubai watched Xia Chu come in empty-handed, frowned and asked Han Sa, "Where's the food?"
Han Sa looked at Xia Chu with a sad face, and asked in a soft tone: "Master, that rice..."
"Uncle, I don't want to do it, why should I cook it for him?" Xia Chu interrupted Han Sa and asked coldly.
Cold sweat broke out on Han Sa's forehead. What the young Marquis said made sense. He was the legitimate son of the Marquis, so how could he do so.
"My lord, what do you want to eat? I'll let the gang leader do it." After thinking about it, Han Sa began to persuade Xiao Mubai in a gentle voice.
"If he doesn't want to do it, just tell him to go back to the capital." Xiao Mubai glanced at Han Sa and said nonchalantly.
"hiss."
Han Sa and Xia Chu took a breath of cold air at the same time.
Han Sa was frightened, how could he let the young Marquis go back
Xia Chu was angry.
Gan!
Did Xiao Mubai think he wanted to stay in this miserable place
If he hadn't discovered that complications from cold poison had begun to appear in his body after diagnosing his pulse, he would no longer be suffering from the cowardice.
"You! You..." Xia Chu trembled with anger.
Han Sa stopped him and said comfortingly: "Master, don't be angry. If you want to hit me, just hit me."
"Xiao Mubai! That night..." Before Xia Chu could finish his words, Xiao Mubai pulled him into his arms and covered his mouth.
Xia Chu's pupils dilated, she blinked twice and looked at him in surprise.
Han Sa hadn't put down his hand hanging in the air yet. When he turned around, his pupils were also dilated, he blinked and looked at the two of them in even more surprise.
The speed just now was too fast, and Xia Chu turned around in a circle. When he turned his head, he was already sitting on Xiao Mubai's lap, and was held in Xiao Mubai's arms, covering his mouth.
Oh my God…
Han Sa swallowed his saliva.
Rixing was shocked, it was about to start again, right
(End of chapter)