Chapter 131: An ominous premonition
Yang Arbitrary's face changed, and he immediately walked in the direction of the king's tent, just took two steps, stopped and glanced back at Shang Ruyi, and said with a complicated expression: "The young lady should hurry back, in case of danger, there will be someone to protect you." β
Shang Ruyi nodded: "Thank you." β
After speaking, Yang casually had already walked away.
Watching his back disappear into the night, Shang Ruyi hurried back to the camp, along the way, he had already seen the Praetorian Guards dispatched, and the accompanying guards were also tense, and the people in the camp were like frightened birds, and some ran out without even putting on their clothes.
But, none of them knew what was going on.
As soon as Shang Ruyi returned to his tent, Tu She'er immediately greeted him: "Miss, are you okay?" β
Shang Ruyi shook his head: "I'm fine." What's going on over there? β
Mu Xian also stepped forward: "The villain has already sent someone to the king's tent to inquire about the news." β
Tusher said, "It can't be, assassin, right?" β
"Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh......"
Tusheer stuck out her tongue, and didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so she only helped her to walk back to the bonfire and sit down, seeing that the tips of her fingers were frozen red, she hurriedly held her hand and rubbed and rubbed, and said, "It's so cold outside, miss, you better go back to the tent and sleep." β
Looking at the frightened faces of the people around him, Shang Ruyi said, "This, how can I sleep?" At the very least, wait to figure out what's going on. β
Tusheer pouted: "This kind of thing should be taken care of by the man's family." β
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"If my uncle is here, why do you need to be so tired?"
Mu Xian heard this on the side, and turned his face to the side with some embarrassment.
Shang Ruyi's heart sank slightly, and his face was illuminated by the flickering firelight, and his expression also dimmed.
But she immediately laughed and said, "Nonsense again, isn't he on his way here now." β
As he spoke, he looked up at Mu Xian again, and said softly: "By the way, have you inquired about where the second group of people has gone now, is it almost there?" β
Mu Xian hurriedly said: "I heard that it is already on the way." β
ββ¦β¦ Oh. β
Hearing this perfunctory answer, Shang Ruyi also understood in his heart that he would probably not be able to wait for Yu Wenye in a short period of time.
She couldn't help but look up again, except for the noisy sounds, the frightened faces, and further away, there was an endless grassland that was so dark that she couldn't see the edge, and no one knew how many crises were hidden in the places that could not be seen, in the dark night.
Even, she has always felt in her heart that this trip will not end in a peaceful and happy way.
But all this, now, needs to be faced by herself.
Although she knows in her heart that in life, many things have to rely on herself to get through, but sometimes, especially at this time, she still hopes that there will be someone standing by her side, even if it is just standing here.
At this moment, the people sent out by Mu Xian ran back panting.
"Big brother,"
As soon as he saw Shang Ruyi, he immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Young lady." β
Shang Ruyi hurriedly cheered up, waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite." What's going on over there? β
The man whispered, "The king's tent has been overturned by the wind." β
"What?!"
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened in surprise, and the people around him seemed to have heard the news, and they all showed shocked expressions.
Tusher said in disbelief: "Why, how could it be overturned by the wind?" β
The man said in a low voice: "When I set up the tent during the day, I used the iron nails and wooden stakes that were driven down before, and they looked intact, but just now I found out that the part buried under the bottom has long since decayed, and when it is fine, it is fine, but when it is blown by the wind, the whole thing cannot hold up." β
Shang Ruyi thought about it and said busily: "What about people? Is there something wrong? β
The man said, "I heard that I wounded a few Praetorian guards who were guarding around the king's tent, but Your Majesty seems to have gone out by chance, and it can be regarded as - escaped the catastrophe." β
Tusheer immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay. β
You must know that if His Majesty the Emperor is injured on the way out of the tour, it will be a big deal, and I am afraid that it will immediately cause a shock in the court situation.
She turned back to Shang Ruyi and said, "Miss, you don't have to worry about it now, hurry up and go back to rest, it's so late." β
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Shang Ruyi was silent, nodded after a while, and was helped back to her tent by her.
Because of the brazier, the tent was very warm, but when Shang Ruyi took off the blanket wrapped around his body, he shivered inexplicably, Tusheer looked at her lost consciousness, and said softly: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face more ugly than just now? β
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Shang Ruyi's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "I always feel that something big is going to happen." β
"Something big? What's the big deal? β
"I can't say this clearly, I just have a sense of foreboding."
"Miss, you mean that the gale has lifted the king's tent, ominous?"
ββ¦β¦ Well. β
They had just arrived in Shuobei, and on the first day they were stationed, the king's tent was overturned by the wind, although she had expected such a result from the time she knew that those people were actually using the old iron nails and wooden stakes to set up their tents, but now that the result was in front of her, she did not have the kind of "unexpected" luck, but was even more uneasy.
Tusheer thought for a while and said, "Miss, don't worry too much, aren't there still people from the Praetorian Guard?" If something big happens, how big can it be? β
Speaking of this, she was a little resentful: "It's all my uncle's fault, and now there is no shadow of people." β
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"If he is here, he should worry about all these things, so why should you worry about it, Miss."
Shang Ruyi glanced at her and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Putting her own safety, or peace of mind, on someone else's side - only then did she realize how unwise it was.
So she waved her hand lightly: "Okay, don't say these useless words, you go out, I'm going to sleep." β
Tusher then withdrew from the tent.
Shang Ruyi lay on the bed, looked at the top of the tent a little blankly, looked at it for a while, and then closed his eyes.
The tent was so quiet that only her breath remained.
Only ...... are left Her breathing......
Shang Ruyi subconsciously opened her eyes and looked at the other side, but in the direction that she was accustomed to and could see the figure on the couch as soon as she opened her eyes, it was empty.
Here, it is not Yuwen Mansion, and there is no Yuwen Ye in front of her.
Where is he now?
This thought grew like a weed in her heart again, and she clearly understood that she could only rely on herself in this situation, but she still hoped that there would be someone by her side, even if she could talk to her, even if she shared a little anxiety for her.
She curled up and buried her face under the covers.
Confused, he whispered, "Come quickly......"