Chapter 118: The Wind Rises
The princess glanced at me and said softly: "Mrs. Zhang, you have to be careful, I'm really sorry today, I don't have to worry too much about my affairs." β’ With β’ Dream β’ Small β’ Say Π©ΡΡlΔ"
"Princess, you mistaken..."Halfway through the words, I suddenly felt that I was abrupt, and it was unreasonable to explain anything.
The princess's eyes darkened when she looked at me, and the look in her eyes seemed to have other meanings, envy and unwillingness, but there was clearly a trace of compromise in her eyes: "Jiang Zhiyong, you can't think about it." If all efforts are still fruitless, it is inconvenient to embarrass others. You and I don't know if there is a chance to say goodbye, so I would like to wish you and Mr. Zhang Liang to grow old together. Yuqin took her leave first. β
The princess turned and fluttered away, the sea breeze blew his clothes, a hazy snow white seemed to be real, from a distance, light as a floating cloud, the back made me look in a trance.
The meaning revealed in her words, listening to the ears but piercing in the heart, only I will have such an illusion, her words seem to be cold last words, the delicate girl in front of her buds, this parting, will break and fall in a pool of flesh and blood. I couldn't help but shudder, the scarlet image in my mind flashed again, and the feeling of nausea came up again, and I hurriedly leaned down, eager to vomit everything in my stomach.
"Hurry up and send the doctor. Fusu ordered, wiping the cold sweat from my forehead with a brocade handkerchief, and then reaching out to help me wipe the dirt from my mouth.
I hurriedly blocked his hand and took the Jinpa in his hand: "Your Royal Highness, I will come by myself." β
His hands froze in the air, and with a slight sigh, he helped me to sit down beside my desk.
"Why is Ziyu worried, why don't you take care of yourself, or has the influence of the Chengying Sword not disappeared?"
I smiled wryly, assumed a tired posture, and did not answer. If I bluntly said that I had never seen such blood, in case Fusu asked in depth, I don't know where to talk about it and how many words to explain.
Soon the doctor came, and after checking the pulse, he just said that I was a little tired and frightened. Fusu was relieved, explained a few words to the doctor's recipe to use the best medicinal materials, and stood by the railing, as if thinking about something important.
After a long time, he finally said, "Ziyu, do you already know the origin of the Chengying Sword?"
Fusu suddenly mentioned Seiying, and I had to answer carefully. It's unreasonable to say that I don't know, after all, Confucianism is a major sect in the world, and it will not be so unheard. And it's not good to know too much, if you don't get it right, it will make Fusu feel suspicious, Confucianism actually knows so many little-known things. But the problem is that I don't know what to know and what not to know......
"I know something, I don't know what His Highness Childe means?" I replied vaguely.
Fusu didn't seem to have any intention or extraneous meaning, but continued with my words: "The significance of this sword is extraordinary, so the owner it identifies must also be an extraordinary person, a person who is involved in the great governance of the world." He paused, his gaze moving to mine.
I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and my expression was pretended to be confused, and there was a little puzzle and surprise.
He stared at it for a moment, as if there was consideration in his eyes or maybe it was just my thoughts, and he continued: "I didn't tell my father about the Chengying Sword, but I still didn't hide it. Whether it is based on the foundation of Daqin or my own wishes, I hope you can stay, both public and private. β
I felt a pang in my heart, and I understood why I broke into the mirage secret room, even if I was discovered by the Yin and Yang family, I could still be let go without any interrogation, and even Fusu asked me to take the Chengying Sword away in a grand manner.
Seeing my somewhat panicked look, Fusu couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, and after a moment of silence, he said in a soothing tone: "If you really don't want to, he will try his best to convince my father." Confucianism reads the books of sages and spreads the way of respecting the prince and the prince, and the father and emperor also attach great importance to it, so it may not be impossible for you to stay in Confucianism. β
My heart was slightly relieved, and I asked cautiously: "Your Royal Highness, I'm just a commoner, if you want to say that you have anything to do with the world, is there something wrong?"
Although this is purely for the sake of cover-up, this is not my sincere words, how can such a weak woman as me be able to take such a big responsibility? If it weren't for Zhang Liang's reputation for seeking sainthood through the ages, and he seems to be an extremely reliable person, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe this outrageous thing!
Fusu said: "According to the Moon God Protector, the Chengying Sword will not recognize the wrong master, so you don't need to question it anymore. I was shocked at first, but now that I think that maybe it was providence to meet you, and it wasn't just a coincidence. β
I steadied myself and quickly sorted out my thoughts. At this time, I can only pin my hopes on Fusu, and for Yingzheng's decision, Fusu is the only flexible person I can turn to.
I bowed upright, and said in a sincere tone: "Your Royal Highness, the concubine will not leave Confucianism, if this matter is really beyond doubt, then Your Highness must say a few more words in front of the First Emperor." β
Fusu walked up to me, sat down, and gave me an arm to signal me to get up. He stared at me for a long time, with a complicated expression, as if he was looking for some answer from my face, and then asked in a deep voice with a hint of anticipation, "Can you see my letter?"
I bowed my head and said, "His Royal Highness Gongzi Xie raises his love, but the concubine's body and mind will never change. β
"Ziyu, I said, don't make such a hasty judgment now. He suddenly changed his tone, revealing a firmness and domineering, like an emperor's order, word by word, "Moreover, I really can't find a reason to convince me not to keep you." Besides, he regrets that you understand you, and does he really have the ability to protect you?"
My head was getting more and more confused by what he said, and I tried to calm myself down, thinking that I had to divert the subject.
I said respectfully: "His Royal Highness Gongzi is resolute and brave, believes in people and fights, and the people want to do it, and he should put his own safety first. β
"Ziyu!" he seemed to be dissatisfied and a little impatient.
I looked at him in amazement, and there was a change in his eyes, and suddenly something seemed to have softened.
He asked, "Are you scared of me?"
I choked, this so-called assassination, I naturally understand that it will not succeed, how can I worry about him. But it's not okay to deny it directly, as a friend I should be worried, but it's a bit too exaggerated for me to be shocked and vomited, and this misunderstanding is really a bit big.
I bowed my head in silence, thinking about how to find an excuse to get by. Before the cause and effect were organized, a hairpin was handed in front of him.
The hairpin is made of colored silk thread and intricately carved jade, and it is quite valuable at first glance. There is also a faint fragrance that makes people think clearly, the slightest wisps of refreshment are refreshing, and most of the discomfort in the stomach is swept away, and I can't help but take a deep breath and want to smell a few more wisps of fragrance.
Fusu asked with a smile: "Do you like this?"
When he saw that I was not moving, he put his hand in the hairpin and inserted it into my bun.
When the things he gave out of his hand were never taken back, I didn't bother to push back again, and thanked: "Thank you for the generous gift of His Royal Highness Gongzi, the concubine must be cherished and kept." β
After speaking, he reached out to take the hairpin and wanted to take it off and put it away first, but his hand was blocked by him.
"Don't take this hairpin, its aroma comes from rare herbs refined by Yin Yang and attached to it, and it can be worn every day to ward off evil and drive away plague. He explained seriously, spread out my palm again, put a token, and held my hand, "No matter where you go, as long as you see this token, you will know that you are my Fusu, and the other party will definitely protect you, and you can find me at any time." β
Fusu trusted me so much, and I felt a pang of guilt in my heart. But this token is indeed very useful, and it must come in handy in times of crisis. I put away the token and withdrew my hand, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Your Highness." β
"In addition, I will send a few guards to protect your safety, and they can also be sent by you. β
"Your Highness, thisβ" I was a little stunned, this is not so much personal protection as being watched.
He explained helplessly: "Ziyu, I don't have any other intentions, it's just business." β
I knew that this was his order and I could not shirk it, and he did have his reasonable reasons, so he hurriedly bowed and said, "Yes, Your Highness, the concubine obeys the order." β
My deference provoked him to sigh softly, and he suddenly took my hand and held it tightly.
His tone was a little helpless and a little demanding: "Ziyu, can you not always stay away from me so much." β
I was dumb and subconsciously repeated: "Yes, Your Highness." β
The word 'obey' was like a needle that pricked people, his expression darkened again, and the hand on the other side that wanted to be raised froze in mid-air and quickly put down as if deflated.
A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he paused: "Take good care of yourself, otherwise I will regret not letting you stay." β
He always left me speechless, and I tried to answer 'yes', but the word came to my lips and changed to a more intimate word: "Okay." β
He smiled faintly and nodded, "That's all I can do for you at the moment." β
He still held my hand firmly, as if he was reluctant to let go, and he didn't speak anymore, his hot palm slightly damp.
The gentle breeze blows across the sea, and the sound of the waves is gentle and gentle, rippling with a soothing rhythm. He looked at the sea and the sky, his gaze wandering from afar. He was destined to bear heavy responsibilities as soon as he was born, and you can imagine how many times he will be overwhelmed, but at the moment he is just purely feeling the ease and relief of this moment, and the peace and stability of the moment.
So I also dispelled the hesitation to withdraw my hand, thinking that I should let him or not disturb him.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, and a figure was leaping away at great speed, looking so familiar to the figure, it seemed to be a thief...... He was followed by the black shadow who had just subdued the fake Li Si. Why did the thieves appear here? I can't help but have some bad premonitions.
Fusu's eyebrows converged with a look of condensation, he looked in that direction for a moment, and then looked at me with a slightly softened expression and said: "There are so many changes today, I can't talk to you for a long time, you must be careful yourself." β
He personally escorted me to the carriage, glanced at the ironclad guards in front of the carriage, and ordered: "You must keep this girl safe, and let her send you, and those who disobey the order will be killed." β
"No!"
Their sonorous voices were so powerful that they vibrated my eardrums and made my heart sink ...... What a hot potato!
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When I arrived at Xiaoshengxian Village, I didn't know how to arrange a few Qin soldiers from the Fusu faction, just let them guard outside the gate. Fortunately, they didn't insist on close protection in the village, otherwise I would have vomited blood. I guess they also understand that there is no shortage of top masters in Confucianism, even if I have never seen any master make a big move, but the swordsmanship of the Holy King who is in charge of Fu Nian is famous all over the world.
When he met Zhang Liang, who was coming back, he looked hesitant when he saw this battle, but he didn't say much, and only after entering the door did he ask: "Yun'er, I already know about today's assassination, but this Qin soldier ...... What is Fusu's purpose?"
"You know everything?" said the words, suddenly realized that he was asking too much, when did he know something?
"They just sent the Fusu to keep me safe. β
"Keeping you safe?" he frowned.
"Well, Chengying Sword has indeed let Fusu know that my identity is unusual, and it seems that the empire doesn't really want me to stay in Confucianism. β
He stopped, looked at me, and asked for a while, "What do you think of Fusu?"
He said that if I really didn't want to stay, he would try his best to persuade Yingzheng to let me stay in Confucianism, and it was clear that Fusu trusted Confucianism very much. β
Zhang Liang nodded with relief, his expression thoughtful, he saw the hairpin on my head and asked, "This is what he gave you?"
Only then did I remember that Fusu's hairpin had not been taken off yet, so I hurriedly reached out and pulled it out.
Zhang Liang took the hairpin, measured it carefully for a moment, smiled slightly, and helped me put it back on.
"Yun'er, why take it down, you are very beautiful. And this fragrance must be a very precious medicinal herb, which is good for your body. β
I was surprised and asked, "Beautiful?"
"Well, it's beautiful~" He nodded sincerely.
It's the first time I've heard him praise me for my beauty, and I feel secretly beautiful in my heart, but I pretended to question on the surface: "Ovary, don't you mind?"
"Why mind?" he chuckled.
He's not jealous at all? Is he pretending or is he really that generous? It's doubtful!
"Okay. I dragged out my tone and teased, "I know ~~ The ovary has always been so broad-minded. β
He glanced at me, smiled faintly, shook his head, and silently led me slowly forward, but the expression on his face became more and more solemn as he stepped step by step.
I touched his arm with my elbow: "Zifang, do you want to go to Senior Brother Zilu together?" β
He stopped and said, "Yun'er, you go." I'll go to the library for a while. β
Zhang Liang usually goes to the library when he needs to be quiet, and when such a big thing happened today, he didn't look for Yan Lu or Fu Nian when he came back, and hid there alone, which was too abnormal.
I took his let go of his hand and said with concern, "Ofan, are you okay?"
He smiled lightly: "Things are complicated, I just want to think about it quietly, Yun'er don't worry." β
I looked into his inky eyes, stared for a while, wanted to say something, opened his mouth but didn't say anything, his eyes sparkled slightly with wonderful understanding.
A qiΔ no longer needs words.
I smiled at him and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips.
A wordless kiss may be my best expression, I trust him so much, believe in him, as long as he is there, I believe that every qiΔ will be fine.
He was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his lips spread, like ripples stirred up by my kiss, so tranquil and beautiful.
I suddenly realized that this was the first time I took the initiative to kiss him, and I had an inexplicable feeling in my heart. That feeling... Maybe it's the mutual need and comfort that makes me feel my meaning to him and his heart...... Need me.
His cool fingers caressed my warm cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness, and the slight movements were full of tenderness and sweetness.
Seeing that his brows were all stretched, I felt a lot more relieved.
"I'll go first, and I'll come back to you. β
He nodded, his smile and silent expression, which seemed to be a little deeper.
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I found Yan Lu in Wentao Academy who was drinking tea and reading books.
I said with a little anxiety: "Senior Brother Zilu, the princess is going back to Xianyang." β
He suddenly raised his eyes to look at me, opened his lips as if he had something to blurt out but immediately paused, and a calm smile slowly floated on the corner of his mouth: "Ziyu, the princess is just going back to Xianyang, why are you so nervous?"
I got straight to the point and said: "The princess said, Jiang Zhi is eternal, you can't think about it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again." Senior Brother Zilu, what do you think of the princess's love?"
His expression froze slightly, and his gaze fell back to the bamboo slip, not knowing whether he was thinking about how to answer me, or if he was not ready to answer at all.
I waited a little impatiently, and solemnly gave an ultimatum: "Senior brother, I can only say that Xianyang is definitely a dangerous place for the princess!"
A hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face, the cup in his hand shook slightly, and a drop of tea spilled out of his movements, dissolving on his blue shirt and spreading a circle of blue stains.