Chu Qiao's heart warmed, she patted Zhao Song's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I have my own solution."
"Oh," Zhao Song sighed, "Anyway, you can always find a way, so I don't have to worry about it anymore."
"No," Chu Qiao said with a smile, "You let me know that you are worried about me, even if you still treat me as a friend, I appreciate your affection."
"Are you grateful?" Zhao Song suddenly became interested, and smiled and tilted his head, "Then you don't go back to Yanbei with Yan Xun, and stay with me?"
"No," Chu Qiao categorically vetoed, "Everything else is fine, but this is not enough."
Zhao Song sighed immediately, drooping his shoulders, with an expression of "I knew it would be like this".
Counting it, they have known each other for six or seven years. After entering the palace with Yan Xun, everyone regarded her as Yan Xun's maid guard, no one ever doubted her identity, or investigated the origin of this young child. All the insiders around Yan Xun had died, and the servants of Zhuge's family had no chance to enter the palace to see her. Zhuge Yue, the only one who knew everything, didn't know why he kept his mouth shut, and left Zhenhuang one month after the incident happened. He went to Wolong Mountain to recuperate, and never came back.
Although each of these Celestial nobles had seen her in the original hunting ground. But how can these guys with eyes above the top look at a disheveled little slave? Even Wei Jing, who had a deep hatred with her, only regarded her as Yan Xun's servant, and he came to Yan Xun several times to seek revenge, without any extraneous problems.
However, such peaceful days changed after meeting Zhao Song. The little prince, who only had a relationship on both sides, recognized at a glance the little maid of the Zhuge Mansion who had repeatedly teased him, but he was very kind and did not say it out loud. They have overcome difficulties time and time again.
Seriously speaking, he can be regarded as the only friend of the two in the imperial capital.
It's a pity that Zhao Zhengde is his father, and he is the prince of Daxia. Regarding this point, Yan Xun may never be able to let go of it.
"Ah Chu," Zhao Song handed over the golden box and said, "This is for you."
Chu Qiao was taken aback, "How can I do that? Such a precious thing."
"Oh, just take it." Zhao Song stuffed the thing into Chu Qiao's hands without any explanation, "It's useless for me to hold it, you know me, I don't like it after a while, and I still have to give it to someone else , then it’s better to give it to you first. You are weak, and Yan Xun is also a cold-hearted guy, and he made you run around in such a cold day. I heard that you just came back from the north, isn’t it?”
"Well," Chu Qiao nodded, and said, "I'm going to the north to do some goods, it's some small business for the prince in Yanbei."
"I have a snowskin jacket newly sent by the Siserians in my palace. It is very warm. I will send someone to deliver it to you when I go back. Remember to wear it."
"Well," Chu Qiao smiled, "Thank you very much."
"Then, I'll go back first."
Chu Qiao was taken aback, "Aren't you going to participate in the field hunting later?"
Zhao Song shook his head, "Field hunting will take several days. Today is human hunting. A group of people surround a few slaves and shoot arrows. I don't have that hobby. I just came to look for you. Now that I have found you, I will go back first. "
Chu Qiao nodded, and was about to speak, when suddenly she heard a high-pitched voice shouting: "Hey! My little ancestor, slaves don't mean that!"
Chu Qiao and the two turned their heads, and saw two sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys standing in front of Zhao Song's tent, shoulder to shoulder, their outlines were very deep, and they looked alike. One of them has thick eyebrows and big eyes, sharp eyes, wearing a royal blue robe and a big fur cloak, like a strong little leopard; the other one is a bit old with gray fur, just reaching the thighs, it seems a little short , his eyes were indifferent, as cold as ice and snow. Behind them were only a few short servants, and there were no carriages or horses.
The blue-robed boy stared coldly at a young eunuch serving as a second-class servant, and said angrily, "That's not what you mean, then what do you mean?"
The little eunuch was kicked, and one of his arms almost fell off, and shouted "Ouch", "Your servant means that this camp is reserved for the Thirteenth Highness, and the Sixteenth Highness, you can't use it. "
The young man's voice was low, and his eyes turned cold when he heard the words. He grabbed the young eunuch's neck and said angrily, "Then where am I assigned?"
"You... you are assigned to the west side of the forest."
"Really?" The young man sneered, "It's a good place, if I remember correctly, next to it is the stable for animals."
"This... this... the servants will be careful not to let those beasts disturb Master Sixteen's dream in the middle of the night."
"Yu Delu!" The boy stared and shouted loudly, "You are so brave!"
"Sixteen!" A deep voice sounded immediately, and a boy with a gray coat stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't cause trouble."
"Why did I cause trouble?" The young man said angrily, "Brother Fourteen, I don't understand. They are all father's sons. Why should some people be held in the middle by the stars, while others should be divided among them?" The corners are with animals. It’s not this group of dog slaves, dogs look down on people!"
"Stop talking," Fourteen turned his head and said to Yu Delu in a deep voice, "Eunuch Lu, please lead the way and take us to the campsite to pitch a tent."
"Yes, yes." Yu Delu scrambled to his feet and led the way.
"Wait!" Zhao Song called out suddenly, and stepped forward a few steps.
When Shiliu saw him, he stared at him immediately, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by Shishi beside him.
"Brother Thirteen."
Zhao Song nodded and said to Yu Delu, "Eunuch Lu, I won't participate in today's field hunting. Give this place to the fourteenth and sixteenth brothers."
Yu Delu was taken aback when he heard the words, looked carefully at Zhao Song, and then asked, "What about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Has His Highness Thirteen not come?"
Zhao Song laughed and said, "I'll tell you tomorrow, even if I live as a neighbor with a beast, it's okay. Don't forget, I slept in the stables when I was young. It's fine."
"this… "
Just as Yu Delu was about to speak, Fourteen suddenly stopped and said, "Thank you, Brother Thirteen, for your kindness. Brother Sixteen is young and ignorant. Let's reserve this place for Brother Thirteen. Sixteen, let's go." , pulled the sixteenth prince and turned around to leave.
Yu Delu was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly chased after him.
"This is the old Fourteen, with a single name of "飏", which is the most awkward. You may not have seen him. Both he and Sixteen's mother are the favored concubines of the Hanja people. The side of the Fifth Palace will not go to your side."
Chu Qiao nodded and remained silent.
"Okay, I'm leaving, you go to Yan Xun, be careful Zhuge Yue, I saw him at the banquet last night. He is not like before, you should be careful."
Chu Qiao nodded, "I see."
Zhao Song took his guards and climbed on the horse, and he still didn't forget to turn his head and say: "It's okay, don't wander around, Jing Han and the others have seen you before, be careful not to show your feet. Wei Jing is also here this time, you and Yan Xun pressed the ignition, and sent someone to notify me if something happened."
The girl sighed helplessly, and urged: "I see, you can go now."
"Send someone to notify me immediately if something happens, don't stand on your own foolishly."
Chu Qiao said dumbfoundedly: "If you don't leave, it will be dark."
"Hmph," Zhao Song turned his horse's head, and muttered as he walked, "I know you're urging me to go, you have no conscience, sooner or later you will know who is the most humane."
With a sound of "drive", Zhao Song roared away with a group of people,
Chu Qiao looked at Zhao Song's leaving back, and suddenly felt that the sunset in the west was so warm that she could hardly feel the fierce north wind.
When he came back, he happened to pass by the forest in the west, and in the distance, he saw the fourteenth prince Zhao Yang and the sixteenth prince Zhao Xiang setting up a tent with several servants. Chu Qiao kept it in her heart, just glanced at it, turned around and walked towards Yan Xun's camp.
As soon as the curtain was opened, the warm scent of Lanxiang rushed over. Yan Xun didn't raise his head, he seemed to be writing something, and said calmly, "Zhao Song is gone?"
Chu Qiao looked at Yan Xun, and sat directly beside the brazier to warm her hands, "You are smart."
Yan Xun let out a long breath, put the document he had just written on the desk, put down his pen, and said, "He hasn't been able to play such shows since he was a child, so it's not surprising that he left."
Hearing Yan Xun calmly use the word program, for some reason, Chu Qiao suddenly felt chills, raised her head, and asked in a deep voice: "He can't play, what about you?"
Yan Xun frowned, "Are you asking about the past or the present?"
"Both."
"Ah Chu," Yan Xun stepped forward, squatting beside Chu Qiao, and said, "Do you know where my father was defeated?"
Chu Qiao raised her face, but did not speak.
Yan Xun smiled slightly, the smile was bitter, but it contained a touch of blood, "He was defeated because he was too soft-hearted, and because he was too affectionate. He once had the opportunity to abolish Emperor Xia De himself as king, with The lineage of the Yan family returned to the family tree of the Zhao family, but he did not. He had the opportunity to kill the general Meng Tian who came to conquer, but he did not. So he was ransacked by Zhao Zhengde and cut down by Meng Tian As early as the day I entered the Shengjin Palace, I swore that I would never be like him in this life."
The young Yan Shizi stood up, with a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and eyes as dark as the deep sea, and walked out.
Lifting the curtain with his hands, the man stopped and said in a deep voice, "If you can't accept it, stay in the tent tonight and don't come out to see it."
The moon is full and the stars are sparse, and the sound of singing, dancing, silk and bamboo is constantly coming from the home field of Wai Lie.
Great Xia is a martial artist, and the folk customs are tough. In order to commemorate the nomadic spirit of the ancestors and not forget the foundation of the clan, field hunting twice a year in the spring and autumn of the Great Xia Dynasty is indispensable.
It is still early spring, and in Hongchuan, the snow never stops until May and June every year. The summer is extremely short and the winter is extremely long. There were sparse human voices in the forest not far away, and Chu Qiao knew that it was the soldiers looking for Mao Dong's tiger and bear, so as to eliminate the danger for tomorrow's hunt.
She was wearing a snow-white sable feather jacket, a large snow-green fur, and a pair of small white boots, which made her look even more black-eyed and black-colored hair. Seriously, Jing Yue'er's small face can be regarded as a little beauty, before she grows up, there is an undisguised beauty and charm all over her body.
There was a brazier burning in the tent, and it was warm, but for some reason, she felt a little stuffy. She walked to the northwest corner of the camp alone, listening to the continuous music of silk and bamboo in the distance, her heart gradually became restless, and she felt a little conflicted. The emotions, arched in my heart bit by bit.