"I want you to take care of it!" Guo Ruoxue's palm-sized face turned red with anger.

Zhou Ziyi pulled Guo Ruoxue's sleeve and shook his head leisurely: "It's not good to wear a man or a woman at all, no wonder Your Highness doesn't want to see you." ”

"You!" Guo Ruoxue glared at Zhou Ziyi angrily: "The queen said that I am very heroic in men's clothes!"

Zhou Ziyi pouted: "When it comes to looking good in men's clothes, you have to talk about the beauty of your prince's brother, who is called heroic!

Guo Ruoxue ignored Zhou Ziyi's jokes, looked at Zhou Ziyi and said, "What you just said is true? Brother Prince really has someone in mind? Tell me, who is she? Which county lord or noble daughter of Wu Yue is it? Is the surname Qian or surnamed Hu? What is the name?" With Guo Ruoxue's understanding of Wu Yue, she also knows the royal family and the surname Hu, and she is not at ease at all.

"Neither!" Zhou Zi deliberately slowed down his voice and said, "But if she really investigates her identity, she will almost be a princess!"

Before Zhou Ziyi's words fell, Zhou Rong roared: "Shut up!

Seeing that Zhou Rong was annoyed, Zhou Ziyi hurriedly replied: "Yes!"

Guo Ruoxue looked at Zhou Ziyi and didn't say anything, and her eyes seemed to say that she would make it clear to her in the future.

There was silence in the car for a moment.

Zhou Rong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Ziyi and said coldly: "Only you and Bailiwei know about her, I don't want anyone else to know!"

"Yes!"

Guo Ruoxue glanced at Zhou Rong tentatively, and said coquettishly: "Can't even the Queen Mother know?"

"Can't!" Zhou Rong replied neatly!

Seeing that coquettishness is ineffective. Guo Ruoxue pouted angrily. said indignantly in my heart, no matter what your surname is or what your identity is, since I, Guo Ruoxue, am here, I will not allow you to destroy the relationship between the prince's brother and Wenqian's sister.

The convoy drove to a halt at the inn.

Tang Jinyou, who was wearing a red mang-patterned official robe with a flowing cloud pattern and stepping on black thick-soled official boots, and Chang Donglin, a heroic general wearing a black iron armor, led a group of attendants to greet Zhou Rong.

Tang Jinyu is around fifty, of medium stature, very well maintained, with a fair complexion and a neat and beautiful black beard. He smiled at Zhou Rong modestly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has worked hard. When he came to the hall to rest, the old minister had already prepared a drink for His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

The heroic general was about thirty years old, burly and bearded. Full of majesty. He silently followed Zhou Rong into the pavilion together.

Guo Ruoxue tugged at Zhou Ziyi's sleeve: "Lord Tang and General Yingwu still have important matters to discuss with His Royal Highness." Let's go talk!"

Zhou Ziyi saw that Bailiwei also stopped in front of the pavilion with the rest of his entourage. followed Guo Ruoxue to the pavilion in a post station.

It was noon, and the sun was blazing.

There was also no trace of wind in the gazebo.

Zhou Ziyi took out a folding fan and fanned the wind violently: "I won't say anything!"

Guo Ruoxue took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her face, and let out a long breath before saying, "Didn't I ask yet!"

"That's the best!" Zhou Ziyi said. The fan fanned Guo Ruoxue: "Your Highness gave an order! You can't blame me! By the way, tell me how you came out?"

Guo Ruoxue pulled her face and said: "You tell me first, didn't you say that you would go back directly after the affairs of Chu Guo were done? Why do you want to go to Wuyue again? Why don't you know how to persuade you? Don't you know that last month was Sister Wenqian's sixteenth birthday." You don't know how many big gifts the second son of the Ge family, the eldest grandson of Lord Shangshu, the younger brother of the heroic general, and the other unmarried sons and brothers in the capital. Sister Wenqian didn't like anyone! The queen mother was kind and sent a guqin for the prince's brother. Since then, Sister Wenqian will enter the palace to play the piano for the queen as long as she is free. Wenqian is not unpursued, if the prince's brother is so cold to her again, I am afraid"

Zhou Ziyi closed the folding fan with a brush: "What are you afraid of?"

"Why don't you understand!" Guo Ruoxue stomped her foot: "He doesn't care, others are very careful, it's hard to guarantee that one day, Sister Wenqian's heart for the prince's brother will be cold!"

"Okay!" Zhou Ziyi suddenly thought of the secret letter that Zhou Rong received before he came, and his brows suddenly wrinkled: "You hurry up! This is not the place for you to stay!"

"What are you doing!" Guo Ruoxue said aggrievedly: "Just meet and drive people away! Why is it not the place I brought with me? I have been with Master Tang for half a month." ”

"I'm afraid that someone will assassinate His Highness tonight. I won't be able to take care of you anymore!"

"Who asked you to take care of it!" Guo Ruoxue snorted coldly: "Don't take the assassin tiger with me! I'm not scared! It's okay if you don't say it, but if you say so, I can't leave! My soft sword is not practiced in vain." ”

"It's the Divine Sword Tang Bi!" Zhou Ziyi said with a solemn expression: "He has already made a move on His Highness more than once!

"Divine Sword Tang Bi, the divine sword of Shu Kingdom?" Guo Ruoxue said in great shock: "I heard Master say that no living person has ever seen a divine sword move! Even his old man has only heard his voice but has not seen him!"

"yes. So no amount of guards is a void for him!"

Let's hurry up and persuade the prince to go to Wuyue, and he will definitely be able to enter the city before dark! No matter how powerful he is, he's just one person!"

The silk merchant outside the post station saw Zhou Rong enter the post station, and slowly drove north for a while, stopping at a small teahouse.

Under the scorching sun, more than a dozen people poured into the small teahouse.

The tea officer was busy pouring tea one by one.

One of the white-skinned men looked at a middle-aged man and said, "Head, should we continue to follow or go back to our lives?"

The middle-aged man held the teacup and said, "I said that I won't let you follow, I have to come, this hasn't started yet, and I'm starting to retreat." How did you explain it when you came?"

"Got it!" the white-skinned man sneered: "It's just that when I think of this hot day, I'm scared when I stay in the wild at night, and I feel panicked when I think about those mosquitoes!"

"You still want to sleep tonight!" another tall man quipped: "Third Brother Qi can't find anyone on his side, and tonight's battle is inevitable! It's hard to know whether you live or die! It's your blessing to feel mosquito bites!"

"Look at you!" The white-skinned man smiled: "I don't have any sense of humor at all! Do you know what it means to be at home with death? Do you know what a real dead man is? It's a pity, my life is good! Lord Yama won't accept it!"

"Okay! If you can say it tomorrow, I'll obey you!"

The white-skinned man smiled and poured the herbal tea in the bowl in one go. (To be continued.) )