Zhang Shou didn't know whether the shrill cry was from the deposed empress, or Concubine Jing, nor did he want to know. Miss Zhu had the same idea. Her heart was always biased. Apart from her own relatives and friends, she might have some sympathy for the poor, sick, lonely and weak people she met when she went out, but she was not so philanthropic as to sympathize with those who had once been hostile to her.
Therefore, after walking out of Xuanwu Gate hand in hand, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief in the cold night air. Ah Liu, who had been following behind silently, coughed softly at this time: "Master, can you take Miss home first?"
Isn't that nonsense? Zhang Shou gave Ah Liu an angry look, but his attitude touched Zhu Ying more than words. She laughed happily and got on Zhang Shou's carriage without saying anything. Zhu Hong, who was guarding his own carriage, couldn't help but sigh in his heart at such a matter-of-fact attitude.
Fortunately, their wedding date is not far away, otherwise if they continue to meet and spend time together so frequently, I really don’t know what will happen!
Zhu Ying got on the carriage, and Zhang Shou also got on the carriage. Ah Liu, who usually rode with Zhang Shou, of course would not continue to get on the carriage and get in the way. However, he did not ride a horse these two days, and he was too lazy to borrow a mount from the people in the Ruiqi Battalion. He looked around and walked straight to the Zhu family's carriage. He nodded to Zhu Hong and got on the carriage directly. When Zhu Hong wanted to stop him, it was too late.
As soon as Ah Liu got on the bus, he discovered that the interior decoration was luxurious and elegant. The seats were covered with a layer of brocade mats, and the walls were covered with thick cotton blankets, obviously to keep out the cold. There were even copper hand warmers and foot warmers. Within reach of the seat, there were wooden paper boxes on the shelves, teapots, teacups, towel combs, and washbasins... In short, it was similar to a girl's boudoir.
However, there was no one else in the carriage that should have room for at least two maids to accompany and serve. It was obvious that Zhu Ying was used to doing whatever she wanted most of the time, and even the maids couldn't keep up with her, so she simply didn't bring anyone with her.
Seeing the scene on the carriage clearly, the young man got on and off the carriage as quickly as he could. When he stepped on the ground, his face even blushed slightly. Then he pretended not to notice the gazes of Zhu Hong and others, and walked straight to his own carriage. He coughed and said seriously: "Master, Miss, do you want to change a carriage?"
"This car is too cold at night. The young lady's car should be more comfortable."
Zhu Ying was slightly startled, then she grabbed Zhang Shou's hand and shook it, and found that it was indeed a bit cold, so she dragged Zhang Shou out of the car without saying anything. After getting off the car, she smiled at the boy next to her: "A Liu, you are really smart, my car has hand warmers and foot warmers, which are the warmest!"
Zhu Hong was stunned to see Zhu Ying pulling Zhang Shou back to the car. He also saw Ah Liu watching the couple get on the car, holding his chest and letting out a long sigh. He finally laughed out loud. How could it be like this? I never knew that the seemingly dull boy could be so smart when he was in a hurry!
He glanced at the other guards, using a warning look to hint at them not to reveal what had just happened, and the result was that they all nodded frantically. It was not a big deal, they were not crazy, who would offend that crazy sparring man