In the snow outside the suburbs of Beijing, the officers escorted the prison car forward slowly. It had snowed too much in the past few days and the road was very difficult.
An eagle whistle came from the horizon, and Xia Chu raised his head and said to Guan Xi next to the car: "Stop and take a rest."
Guan Xi stopped the officials and asked them to repair on the spot and eat some food to replenish their strength.
Guan Xi opened the cage, pretended to shackled Xia Chu, and then released him.
Another official took the wine jar from horseback and walked towards the two of them carrying a bag of pastries that Kong Changhui had prepared early in the morning.
Xia Chu walked to the back of a huge boulder, and Guan Xi found two big rocks to cushion his head: "Young master, just sit down, it's better than getting your pants wet on the snow."
Xia Chu sat down on the bricks and said to the two of them, "Thank you for your hard work. Please accompany me on this journey."
Guan Xi grinned: "You're welcome, young master. The errands assigned by Lord Kong are just the responsibilities of my subordinates."
Another officer handed Xia Chu drinks and cakes, and glanced at Guan Xi. Guan Xi moved to the other side of the stone to guard him.
Xia Chu had no appetite, so he pulled out the cork and took a few sips. He looked at the serious man next to him and said, "Han Ling, you are several years younger than Han Sa. Who did you learn from to be so mature?" of."
"Your Highness." After Han Ling finished speaking, Xia Chu choked on his wine, coughed twice and looked up at him.
Han Ling pursed his lips and then continued: "There is news from the prince."
Xia Chu rolled her eyes at him: "I heard it, otherwise you would have thought that I came down to have a rest. I'm not tired from sitting in the car."
Han Ling automatically ignored the roll of his eyes and seemed completely oblivious to his cynicism. He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to him.
Xia Chu took it and muttered: "Hansha is more interesting."
As he unfolded the letter and read it, what came into view was Xiao Mubai's familiar handwriting, a few strokes: The plum tree is in bloom, and I miss you very much.
Xia Chu's heart suddenly beat faster. Just as he was wondering if he had seen the plum tree planted for him in Yunqi Courtyard, a plum blossom petal suddenly fell from the letter paper.
Xia Chu picked it up in surprise, and saw that the petals were white and red, smooth and transparent.
He had just held it in his hand and was about to take it to his nose for a sniff, when a voice came from above his head: "It's over, it's over, it's over!"
Xia Chu looked up and saw Han Ling taking out a plum blossom from his arms. It seemed that the petals just fell from the plum blossom.
Han Ling's sullen face had cracked several times since he appeared. Looking at Xia Chu's gaze, he said in a panic: "Master, don't tell the prince. He specifically asked that the relationship be intact." for you."
Xia Chu smiled. It was only then that he felt that the man in front of him came to life. He took the plum blossom from his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said jokingly: "Smile first and show it to the young master."
Han Ling pursed his lips several times, trying hard to form a smile, but was always too stiff. Finally, he raised his neck and straightened up generously: "Young Master, just say what you want. I will accept my punishment."
Xia Chu suddenly felt bored. He smelled the refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms and rubbed the letter in his hand. Then he took out the fire fold and burned Xiao Mubai's handwriting.
He watched the handwriting turn into black ashes, mixed with white snow and flying in all directions, and suddenly sighed: "When will this killer come..."
Even though Han Ling's face was expressionless, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Guan Xi stood on the back of the stone and listened to his emotion, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
Xia Chu stretched out his hand to catch the flakes of snowflakes. The scene of heavy snow was really like the scene when he was going down the mountain in the early days.
"Master, hurry up and hurry up. There is a suburban house ahead where you can have a warmer resting place. According to this journey, it is estimated that we will reach Baoning in three days." Guan Xi waited for a while and saw no one behind him. After noticing the movement, he thought about it and tried to persuade him.
Xia Chu stood up, fumbled the plum blossom in her hand into her bun, and tightened her cloak.
He was most afraid of the cold. This damn Xiao Yanjun, before killing him, he had to be stripped naked and put in the snow to freeze, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart today.
Han Ling took the wine and cakes he handed over. When Guan Xi saw Xia Chu's expression, he suddenly became vicious and vicious, and his heart trembled, thinking that he had just said something wrong.
When he raised his eyes again, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the plum blossom on his bun, and the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, almost making him laugh out loud.
Xia Chu glanced at him and asked coolly: "Doesn't it look good?"
Guan Xi nodded quickly and responded: "It looks good, it looks good. It's just a bit..."
"Huh?" Xia Chu frowned.
A bit girly…
Guan Xi shouted in his heart, but naturally he didn't dare to say it out loud. He bowed and said, "Let's go, young master."
Xia Chu snorted, her pretty little face still had a layer of ruthlessness because of Xiao Yanjun, but just by touching the plum blossom on her bun, she was inexplicably able to withstand the boundless murderous intention, and it seemed that Get cute...
At the beginning of summer, he had been wandering all the way and was exiled, but Xiao Yanjun was in his house, enjoying music and singing every night.
After Chen Rongrong returned home, she conveyed Concubine Li's wishes to Sinan. After hearing that Concubine Li not only did not blame the loss of Shuanglu, but also made it clear that after Xiao Yanjun's wedding, it would be the day of his promotion. He was overjoyed at the same time. , I am also more attentive in running errands.
As for Xiao Yanjun, he couldn't even remember Shuanglu's appearance. He originally wanted to kill her directly, but since Concubine Li said she wouldn't leak the secret, Xiao Yanjun was too lazy to care about her life and death.
The only one who still misses Shuanglu is Su Qianle.
She found that Shuanglu was missing the next day, so she went to Chen Rongrong to ask where her maid had gone.
Chen Rongrong snorted coldly: "Miss Su, you still think that she is your maid, right?"
Su Qianle looked startled: "What do you mean?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Rongrong's lips: "She has always been assigned to the Hou Mansion. Otherwise, how do you think His Highness King Yu found you in the first place?"
A trace of fear appeared on Su Qian's happy face: "On the night of Chinese Valentine's Day, wasn't it the first time that His Highness King Yu and I met?"
Chen Rongrong nodded and said in a joking tone: "It's true, but before that, Shuanglu had already told His Royal Highness King Yu that there was a selected woman in the Hou's mansion who really thought of herself as a young lady. The toad wanted to eat swan meat. She even had the obsession to be the hostess of the Hou Mansion. His Highness Prince Yu then asked her to help you and fan the flames. Otherwise, do you think that just because you met for the first time on the Chinese Valentine's Day night, His Highness Prince Yu can be friends with you? "
Su Qianle was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses and gritted her teeth: "If the maid is gone, she will be gone. Promise me, His Highness Prince Yu, just don't break your promise."
(End of chapter)