Chapter Ninety-Three

decided on the candidate to go to Xirong, and in recent days, Zhong Zhuyu has been running to Dali Temple every day, and Zhou Suojie personally explained to her the points that need to be paid attention to when going to Xirong.

Today is the last day.

"You are different from our other spies, they are secret agents, but you are a clear agent, Xijon will not easily let down their guard against you, I am afraid that when the news comes back in the future, it will be read by them first, and there will be no problem before it can be transmitted back smoothly."

"This is a disadvantage, but also an advantage, I won't say much about the specific operation, I believe that with your intelligence, you will be able to adapt to the situation."

Zhou Suojie spoke highly of Zhong Shuyu, which made her a little embarrassed.

"The grass people will live up to the trust of Lord Zhou."

Zhou Suojie didn't look at her, and returned to his position with a stiff face, and the intention of driving away guests was very obvious.

If it was a few days ago, Zhong Shuyu would have left with interest, but today was the last day, she was afraid that if she didn't ask again, she would have no chance, so she took two steps forward and stood still in front of Zhou Suojie's bookcase, and asked respectfully: "The grass people have something to understand, I wonder if Lord Zhou can answer for the grass people?" โ€

Zhou Suojie's eyes fixed on the paper for a few seconds before he raised his head, still with that inexplicable cold expression that he didn't know the emotion: "I chose you because you are suitable." โ€

Zhong Shuyu is not surprised that Zhou Suojie knows the questions he has not yet asked, Zhou Suojie is a mysterious person who she can't see through at all. So he got the answer and made a deep mistake: "The grass people still have a problem." โ€

Zhou Suojie pursed his lips, and his left index finger tightly grabbed the flesh in his palm under the bookcase: "You say." โ€

"In recent days, Lord Zhou's training of grass people can be said to be involved everywhere, and the only thing that grass people don't understand is, what do adults want grass people to find out?"

Hearing that it was this question, Zhou Suojie's index finger suddenly relaxed, leaving a shallow crescent mark in the palm of his hand: "Since you asked so, I will give you a thorough explanation." A few days ago, we reached an agreement between Chongqing and the north of China on a non-intrusion with each other within 100 years. โ€

Zhong Shuyu lowered his eyebrows and understood for a moment: "But what about the marriage between Labadena and the prince?" โ€

"Not bad." Zhou Suojie nodded slightly: "But this matter was discussed behind Xirong's back, and Xirong didn't know about it." So you don't have any goal in the past this time, just to go to Xijon to find out if there is any change in them, and send the news back in time. โ€

"The grass people get it."

Zhong Shuyu made another gesture and prepared to leave.

Zhong Zhuyu also knew the first question just now, but she confirmed it from Zhou Suojie's mouth, and she was still a little uncomfortable.

But it's because she's suitable.

Where does she fit in? It's just that I have experience as a proton.

She believed that she, a bright detective on the surface, was just a live target to attract the attention of the Xijon people.

Zhong Shuyu thought like this, but Zhou Suojie, who had been lowering his head, suddenly felt something, and bent his fingers and knocked on the bookcase made of pineapple flowers and wood, so that Zhong Shuyu, who had already walked to the door, paused.

"By the way, one last word for you."

Zhong Zhiyu turned around and made a gesture of listening.

"The county lord must come back alive."

Zhong Shuyu raised his head sharply and looked at Zhou Suojie in surprise. Why did he suddenly call himself the county lord?

But the other party still had that eerie expression, so she couldn't read his emotions.

After a while, Zhong Shuyu bowed deeply: "Oh." โ€

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Zhou Suo's words obviously had a deep meaning, but Zhong Shuyu still couldn't understand what he meant.

Then she met Labadena around the corner after leaving the Dali Temple.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were a little surprised by each other's new appearance.

The last time they met was in the Xirong Post Station on the Baili Ancient Road, when one was a ragged prisoner and the other was a disguised and stealthy subordinate, and they didn't look much better.

But today, because Zhong Zhuyu is still in the filial piety period, he naturally came to the same place, but Labadena is different, the prince's newly acquired side concubine, I heard that even the crown princess was pressed by her.

At this time, she was dressed in gold and silver, accompanied by eight well-trained servants, and her red dress reflected the maple leaves on the side of the mountain.

So after Labadena reacted, she laughed "poof": "It turned out to be Zhong Zhuyu, I said, why is this person so familiar." โ€

Zhong Xiyu didn't want to pay attention to her, and was about to avoid making way for her, but Labadena didn't give up, and asked sharply: "Bold, don't you kneel down and salute when you see the prince's side concubine?" โ€

I'm looking for something.

Zhong Shuyu raised his eyebrows, comforting himself that he was bullied by dogs in Pingyang, and he knelt down and bowed without slowing down his actions: "The grass people have seen the prince's side concubine." โ€

Silent.

Labadena didn't expect Zhong Zhiyu to be so simple, which seemed to be domineering.

Zhong Zhuoyu knelt for a while, and the people around him gradually looked at him curiously, and when he saw that Labadena didn't call out, he said in a low voice: "I don't know if the crown princess may let the grass people get up and talk back?" If it spreads, I'm afraid it will not be good for your reputation. โ€

"From... Let's go. Labadena reacted at this time, and after she called, she looked at the woman standing in front of her like a green pine with strange eyes: "Haven't you always been arrogant?" Why are you so well-behaved today? โ€

"Back to the nobles, in the past, it was Princess Beichuan and my father, but today they are neither of them, so the grass people naturally have to keep a low profile."

Zhong Zhuyu admitted so generously, and it was within the scope of Labadena's incomprehension, but she saw that her face was blank, and her expression was tangled and she didn't know how to answer, so she changed the topic: "Then why don't you go to my wedding banquet!" โ€

These words were asking the teacher to ask for guilt, but Zhong Shuyu lifted her eyelids and saw her slightly pouting mouth, and knew that she seemed to be wronged.

What is she wronged?

Zhong Zhiyu couldn't understand.

I have never dealt with her, what does her wedding banquet have to do with me?

Zhong Zhuyu thought like this, and there was no intention to hide it on his face, Labadena looked at her eyes, and understood her meaning strangely, and suddenly her heart was on fire, and before her brain could react, she pulled out the whip on her waist and whipped it towards Zhong Shuyu.

Zhong Zhuyu was willing to kneel down and salute, but with the mentality that more things are better than less, but this time seeing that the whip was about to be drawn on her mercilessly, it must have been a sideways dodge, she didn't want to be beaten inexplicably.

The whip went straight down, whipping it to the ground and splashing a puff of dust, so frightened that the servants who followed Labadena hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade her.

But it didn't work.

Zhong Zhuyu looked at it coldly, she had fought with Labadena many times, and knew that she was a person who couldn't stop once she got up.

Sure enough, Labadena pushed the minions away with a ferocity and whipped her whip again.

I really can't say yes during the day, and I can't say ghosts at night.

Zhong Zhiyu easily dodged her attack, regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have said her name just now.

The whip made a popping sound in the air, telling Labadena again and again that she hadn't hit Zhong Zhuyu, so angry that her already ordinary whipping method gradually became disorganized.

"Smack."

hit someone, but not Zhong Shuyu.

The two of them looked up, only to see that the whip hit the arm of the comer, and the not thick fabric was directly pulled away, beating the white and tender skin underneath to the flesh.

And after Zhong Shuyu saw the person's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.

It's over.