Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Soldier Can Only Stand Still
Sure enough, Lin Yunran was still underestimated.
I'm afraid she found out about the problem early on, but she can't find any other reason, so she believes his statement for the time being.
And as time passed, the doubts in her heart increased little by little, and now ...... Finally began to shake her.
"Your Highness has misunderstood. Since I have chosen to cooperate with His Highness, it means that I will not doubt His Highness's ability. Lin Yunran pressed his beating eyebrows, "It's just that this heavy rain is probably going to delay a lot of time." ”
Lin Yunran knew very well that she was now on the "thief ship", and it would not do her any good at this time.
No matter whether all this was done by King Yan or Long Zhaohua's strategy, she could only stand still.
Wait until you get to Jinzhou, and then make plans.
"It's just a rain, and it's going to stop soon. It is only a few miles away from Jinzhou, and it will not take too much time to walk over when the rain stops. Instead of noticing the undercurrent between the two men, Windblade took out the food that had been wet and placed it by the fire to roast.
"That's good." Lin Yunran didn't say anything more, took the futon in the broken temple, dusted off the dust on it, one as a cushion and the other as a cushion, and didn't leave one for Prince Zhaohua.
Feng Blade looked at her again and again, wanting to say something, but was blocked by Long Zhaohua's eyes again.
Lin Yunran was sore all over, so he didn't care so much.
Besides, this person could be a liar who sent her to a dead end.
Why be so polite with him?
It was getting darker a little bit, and the firewood was almost burning, and after a while, it would be extinguished.
Fortunately, the clothes and food have been dried out.
Lin Yunran yawned and took down the futon behind him.
She originally wanted to rest under the two futons, but Prince Zhaohua's gaze looked at her inappropriately.
Lin Yunran had no choice but to hand him the futon, "It's not too early, I have to hurry tomorrow, Your Highness should rest early." ”
With that, she leaned against the pillar and closed her eyes.
Long Zhaohua took the futon she handed over and hooked the corners of his mouth.
There was no door in the ruined temple, and the cold wind poured in, and the originally thin firelight kept jumping in the wind.
The warm firelight reflected on Lin Yunran's face, making her extremely quiet and gentle.
In the past, everyone said that Miss Lin was mediocre and cowardly and incompetent.
Who would have thought that she would be able to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly in one day?
Long Zhaohua took off the cloak on his body and was about to drape it on Lin Yunran's body when the person with his eyes opened his eyes.
Those eyes were too sharp, and Long Zhaohua was shocked.
I reminded myself to be careful before, but I didn't expect to forget it.
Fortunately, this time, Lin Yunran didn't make a move.
"The fire is about to go out, I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I want to cover you, but I didn't expect to wake you up." Long Zhaohua put the cloak on her and said slightly apologetically.
"Thank you." This body is so weak, maybe if you sleep here for one night, you will really get sick, so Lin Yunran did not refuse his kindness.
There was a faint fragrance on the cloak, and this smell should come from the sachet on Long Zhaohua's body.
If she remembered correctly, when the storm hit, Long Zhaohua subconsciously protected the sachet, as if everything was not important except for the sachet.
The sachet should have come from the hand of a clever woman, and it looked a little old, maybe it was left to him by his mother, so he cherished it so much.
Lin Yunran calmed down again in such thoughts and fell asleep.
She woke up early the next morning.
The rain had stopped, and the wind blade had somehow gotten firewood from nowhere, and had built a wooden frame on top of it, and was baking the leftover food from yesterday, and the smell of it was filling the air.
And Long Zhaohua is nowhere to be found.
Lin Yunran was not interested in his whereabouts, and could only see what was in the hand of the Wind Blade in his eyes.
Windblade saw her urgency and smiled and gave her the baked cake.
Lin Yunran sandwiched the steaming cake between two wooden sticks, took a bite lightly, and was scalded.
"Miss Lin, don't worry, we will definitely be able to get to Jinzhou today. Depending on the weather, it won't rain anymore. Wind Blade turned the cakes and steamed buns on the wooden shelf.
Long Zhaohua walked in from outside, still carrying a bird in his hand.
No, to be precise, what he was carrying in his hand was a falcon.
is worthy of the prince of Zhaohua, and the birds of prey can be carried in his hands.
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Yunran saw him take a small bamboo tube from the falcon's foot.
Everyone else is a flying pigeon, but Prince Zhaohua actually uses a falcon?
But it's harder to be intercepted by someone else, right? Who would think that a falcon could be used to pass on books?
As soon as Long Zhaohua's hand was released, the falcon flew down from his hand and landed on the shoulder of the wind blade.
It groomed its feathers, unaware that an ill-intentioned hand was approaching it.
By the time it reacted, it had already been caught in Lin Yunran's hands.
The falcon fluttered twice, and its sharp beak pecked at Lin Yunran's hand.
"Xiaobai!" Long Zhaohua and Wind Blade spoke at the same time, and the falcon stopped.
"Why did you catch it, could it be that you couldn't see that it wasn't an ordinary bird?" Long Zhaohua walked up to her and took the falcon from her hand.
"Of course I knew it was a bird of prey, I just wanted to try it. See if you have forgotten what you really are. Lin Yunran was ready to let go at any time before he grabbed it.
The two men were too much of a fuss.
"You want to know if it's still wild, just ask Hongu, why try it yourself?" Long Zhaohua's words sounded like accusations, but in fact, he was only worried.
Xiaobai is a bird of prey, if it really hurts Lin Yunran, the injury will definitely not be light.
She's the only one who doesn't take it seriously.
"How do I know that what you say must be true? Naturally, I have to try it. Lin Yunran had a smile on his face, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
You can get to Jinzhou today.
When she gets there, she should know the truth.
Long Zhaohua heard the meaning of her words, and frowned slightly.
He didn't say anything more, took Xiaobai to the door, and let him go back to the capital.
Then, he sat down by the fire and pulled out the little note in the bamboo tube.
After reading the above news, Long Zhaohua chuckled, "I didn't expect that those people yesterday were actually dealing with him." ”
It must be a big trouble to make Prince Zhaohua so happy.
But Lin Yunran didn't talk to him, and he was concentrating on nibbling on the cake.
"Don't you wonder who it is?" She didn't ask, but Long Zhaohua was in a hurry.
"If Your Highness wants to say it, it will naturally say it. If I don't want to say it, even if I ask, nothing will come of it. "Lin Yunran doesn't want to know too many secrets.
Because any secret she knows now related to Prince Zhaohua will become her talisman in the future.