Chapter Ninety-Two: Calling
I nodded, a little overwhelmed.
"Your Highness, when will we catch up, Vice Zhuo and them?" I looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"He is on this trip, for some reason, the speed of his journey is extremely slow, and it is estimated that at the current speed, in four or five days, we will be able to catch up with him." Beilin said, motioning for me to eat meat.
I took a bite, and my mouth was immediately full of oil, and when I chewed and swallowed, it felt so good that the oil was bubbling up in my throat, which made the little person in my belly extremely happy.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to be unwell, coughing, and his face was pale.
"Your Highness, you still took the pill and went back to the carriage to rest." Zijin hurriedly came over and helped His Highness to get up.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at me, and I nodded at him: "Your Highness, go and rest, and in a while, I will also go back to the carriage to rest." ”
"Well, the night wind is strong, this cloak should be tightened." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and fastened the strap of the cloak, and then returned to his carriage with Zijin.
His Highness left, I raised my eyes and looked around for Xiaowei.
I saw her sitting on the edge of the mountain road not far away, this girl, usually timid, but now there is a cliff at her feet, but she seems to be not afraid at all.
I sat dumbfounded, not knowing what I was thinking.
I took the meat and walked over to her.
walked to her side and handed the meat skewer to her.
"What do you think? Eat some. I looked at her and said.
She raised her head to look at me and sighed slightly: "Sister, it's really hard to be a man." ”
"What's wrong?" I saw that her face was gloomy, and there was a complicated look in her eyes, and I wondered if she missed her father and mother.
"Don't think about it, your father must still be waiting for you at home now, and after a while, you can go back to reunite with him." I said, sitting down beside Vicky.
Xiaowei nodded, but looked at me with complicated eyes: "Then if Brother Fuyou returns to Fenglin with me, what about you, sister?" Will you go back too? ”
"Not back." I whispered in response.
Xiaowei looked at me, lowered her eyes slightly, took the meat skewer, and ate it piece by piece.
"Little Meng Po! Little Meng Po! ”
In a trance, I vaguely seemed to hear the indistinct call in my dream again.
These days, in my chaotic sleep, I can always hear this voice.
But I always thought it was just a dream.
But now, the sound of this call is close to the ear, and it feels close at hand.
"Little Meng Po! Little Meng Po! ”
I turned my head sideways and quickly looked around.
"Who?"
Hearing the scream, I immediately asked.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Xiaowei looked up at me.
"Xiaowei, what did you hear?" I asked Xiaowei rhetorically.
She froze, still chewing on the piece of meat in her mouth, and then shook her head at me.
"Sister, is it the sound of the whirring mountain wind?" She raised her hand and pointed to the valley beneath her feet.
I immediately shook my head: "It's not the wind, it seems that someone is talking." "Search
"It's them." Du Xiaowei raised her head and looked at Bai Qing and them.
They were eating silently around the fire, roasting the fire, and though some of them occasionally said a word, their voices were very low, and they were all men's voices.
However, what this summoned me was obviously a feminine and feminine tone.
"Sister, it's windy here, let's get into the carriage." Du Xiaowei saw that my face was "gloomy", and immediately opened her mouth to say to me.
"Hmm." I nodded, then pulled Vicky up and walked towards the carriage.
After getting into the carriage, Xiaowei yawned, only to see her gently put her hand on her sleeve, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In Xiaowei's sleeve, there is a floating rune paper, which she has been carefully collecting.
I lay on Xiaowei's side and closed my eyes, but I tossed and turned, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye, but I couldn't sleep no matter what.
"Little Meng Po!"
The feminine voice sounded again, and I opened my eyes suddenly, and I happened to see the lantern on the roof of the carriage.
"Little Meng Po!"
The other party continued to call, and this time, I was very sure that it was not a dream, it was not an auditory hallucination, it was indeed someone calling me.
I glanced at the sleeping Xiaowei, opened the curtain of the carriage, and got out of the carriage.
After five days of sleepless riding horses, these people brought by His Highness were already exhausted, and they lay on the ground of this mountain road, neatly falling asleep in two rows.
I crept past them, following the voice, all the way to the end of the line.
"Little Meng Po, I'm here!"
The other party seemed to sense that I was approaching her, so they greeted me excitedly.
"You're in this box?" I stared at the black box, grim.
"That's right, little Meng Po, open this box, and I will remember your favor for the rest of my life, and I can do something for you in the future." In the other party's tone, there was no pleading, just wanted to make a deal with me.
"You are?" I listened to her feminine voice, and the blindfolded gaze immediately appeared in my mind.
"Little Meng Po, have you even forgotten my voice? Giggles! She let out a burst of startling laughter.
"See?" I muttered in my mouth.
"Giggles!" She laughed again, and I could even think of her cracking the corners of her mouth in my mind.
Knowing that it was her, I didn't bother anymore, and turned around to leave.
"Little Meng Po! Wait! Her tone began to become a little anxious.
I knew that she could charm the mind, so I didn't want to pay much attention to it, she told me to slow down, and my steps were faster.
"Little Meng Po! As long as you are willing to let me go, I will immediately remind you of everything in Mengzhuang! Kanda shouted.
I had already turned around and taken three steps in the direction of the carriage, but because of her words, I immediately stopped, turned sideways, and looked at the wooden box again.
"I already know about Mengzhuang, what is the use of knowing the details? Nothing will change. "If I don't have this watch, I'm with Beilin?
Thinking of this, I shook my head vigorously again.
"Little Meng Po, what happened back then was not so simple, if you are willing to save me, I will lead you to a dream." Her voice was raised at an extremely high pitch.
What do you mean by that? Could it be that Tu Mengzhuang was not the North Lin? I immediately retreated to the wooden box: "If not him, then who?" Before, at the city gates, you let him see the illusion that was fake? ”
"Little Meng Po, if I tell you everything now, my life will be explained here." As he spoke, he sighed, "I just want to save my life." ”
"Hmph, if I let you go, you will run away, what will you tell me?" I snorted.
I have seen how cunning this pack is, not to mention, even if I dream, what I see may not be real, I know this very well.