The young man was sleepy-eyed, his face was confused, he blinked his innocent phoenix eyes, and looked around blankly.

"How did I end up here? Did you sneak me over?"

Chu Xia really wanted to give him a slap, she was idle and had nothing to do to steal him? She doesn't sleepwalk. Wait, she can't sleepwalk, could it be that this kid sleepwalks?

Forget it, it's not a big deal, it's not the first time, and there's nothing to pursue. Urging the young man to get up quickly, they are going to visit the Taifu today.

Jing Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he must get up earlier than her in the future, so that he can be safe enough.

After breakfast, both of them changed back into their respective attire, and a cloak with a hood was approved outside, and they sat in the carriage arranged by the butler before they began to set out on the road.

On the way, Chu Xia secretly lifted the curtain and looked outside, the street was still full of officers and soldiers searching, but no one wanted to search the carriage they were riding, and in addition to being surprised, he also had to face up to this Zhao Qifeng's influence in Anyang City.

Since ancient times, officials and businessmen have been a family, and it seems that Zhao Qifeng usually sends money to the government.

The carriage stopped in front of a large mansion, the vermilion lacquer gate, and two stone lions with teeth and claws in front of the door.

The coachman was also one of theirs, and after saying hello, Zhao Qifeng soon came out to greet him in person.

The two got out of the carriage and followed Zhao Qifeng into the gate.

This courtyard is very different from where they live, it is much bigger, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, and there are few people who have seen them. Listening to Zhao Qifeng, for the sake of safety, there are only a few letters left, and the rest will be given a holiday to let them go home first.

I have to say that this person is really delicate and thoughtful.

The cold winter season is the most beautiful moment for plum blossoms to bloom, and there is a plum forest in Zhao Qifeng's yard, and the smell of plum fragrance can be smelled from afar. Red plum proud snow, unique style.

Chu Xia couldn't help but linger, and couldn't help but fold one off and hold it in his hand.

"Miss Chu also likes plum blossoms?"

When chatting yesterday, Chu Xia told him his real name.

"Girls don't like flowers, but I prefer plum blossoms. It's a warrior in the snow." Chu Xia smiled leisurely, if it wasn't for the wrong time, she really wanted to drag those Yongmei poems written by ancient poets. The flower language of plum blossoms is: frost and snow, spring opens, handsome and proud, not tending to glory and profit.

Seeing plum blossoms, it reminded her of the young man around her, tenacious, upright, in the bitter cold, facing frost and snow, waiting for the arrival of spring.

At the same time, when the boy saw the plum blossoms, he also thought of the people around him, she was elegant, clean, spotless, isn't it the plum blossoms in front of him?

When I walked into the main house, I heard the old man coughing. Zhao Qifeng hurriedly stepped forward, supported the old man who wanted to get up, and asked nervously, "Father, why did you get out of bed?" Don't you want to rest in bed?"

The old man's voice carried a hint of forbearance excitement, "Qi Feng, is the prince here?" Take me to him and greet him."

"Come, come, the prince won't care about you, father, you're not well, let's sit."

Hearing this, Jing Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, supported Zhao Wenxuan's other arm, and comforted: "Taifu doesn't need to be polite, you are Jing Yuan's mentor, and Jing Yuan should give you a salute."

As he spoke, he took a step back and knelt down to bow to the teacher.

"No, no, Qi Feng, quickly help the prince up, how can the old man bear it?" Zhao Wenxuan said with sincere fear.

Jing Yuan was helped up by Zhao Qifeng and didn't bow down, and said sincerely: "Since the teacher doesn't let Jing Yuan worship, then the teacher doesn't need to worship Jing Yuan. Now that Jing Yuan's country is ruined, he is no longer the prince who used to be high, but his mentor will always be Jing Yuan's mentor."

Zhao Wenxuan was pleased, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, with sword eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and extraordinary, like the rising Mount Tai, with a calm momentum that did not move. There is nobility in his bones, which is the innate style of the king, and there is a faint domineering appearance in the eyebrows; The phoenix's eyes are deep, implying unyielding stubbornness.

It's natural, and you can see the world.

He was not mistaken, this child was what he wanted to teach with his life, because he knew that this was the hope of Donghuaguo's future, and he would

More qualified than his father to sit in that position.

"Prince, you've grown up, it's been five years, I didn't expect you to grow so tall, the old man almost didn't dare to admit it." The old man stretched out his trembling hand and wanted to touch the young man in front of him, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Jing Yuan grabbed the old man's hand and smiled, as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

"Taifu, now that we have all left that place, I am not the prince, and you are not the prince, you can call me Junbao, and I will call you a master."

The old man's face was a little tangled, and after a while, he nodded with relief, and looked at the child with more appreciation. This child has really grown up, and in such a vicious environment, he has not been defeated, but can endure humiliation and bear the burden, and be unyielding, which is really commendable. Originally, he was still a little worried that the prince would not be able to withstand such a blow and would never recover? After all, he's still a teenager!

"Master, Junbao only blames himself for being too ignorant and didn't listen to your teachings properly, I wonder if I will have the opportunity to listen to you give me lectures again?"

What is a good teacher, Jing Yuan only knew that except for the old man in front of him, he had never admitted other masters, they just did what they had to do, for the sake of official fortune, for the sake of passing on through the ages, but no one could tell him what was wrong and what was right. They will only blindly spoil him, and even if they are wrong, they dare not blame.

This kind of education is really not a good thing for an underage child, and he is indeed spoiled by them to be lawless and do whatever he wants all day long. Now I know who really cares about him and what is yang and yin.

The old man clenched his hands into fists, put them to his mouth and coughed lightly, and said weakly: "The old man is already old, and his brain is useless, I'm afraid he can't teach it well."

The young man walked to the old man's side and patted his back gently, his eyes were full of concern, "Master, don't say that, Junbao knows that Master's heart is clear, you are wiser than anyone else, you have to see far, it was my father who blamed you back then, I apologize to you on his behalf, I hope you don't blame him."

"How dare you, the old man has never complained about the emperor, but the old lady is soft-spoken and weak. Now that I see all this finally happening, it's just heartache, it's hard for you, and you have to bear such a big responsibility at a young age.

If you really want to listen to the old man's lecture, then the old man will give you the last lesson!"

"Thank you!" Jing Yuan stepped forward and shook deeply, his face pious and serious.

Chu Xia and Zhao Qifeng glanced at each other and quietly retreated, leaving this most precious time for them.

The moment the door closed, I heard the old man's voice say, "I used to teach you the way of kings, but today I teach you how to be a man. First we have to be a good person, and then we have to be a good person, and then we have to be ......."

"Zhao Gongzi, I don't know if they have any news, Prime Minister?"

The two walked to the plum garden, and Chu Xia asked.

The man in Confucian clothes had a faint smile on his face all the time, making it difficult for people to see how deep his city was.

"Girl, don't worry, my people have already sent news, the prime minister's men and horses have encountered several chases on the way south, but they all got away with it, and now they have been picked up by the people sent by General Xue, you can rest assured."

Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief, they were safe, and Junbao didn't have to worry all day long. With less worry, they are much more relaxed.

"Thank you so much this time, thank you for your kindness." The woman thanked her, and this thank you came from the bottom of her heart. After all, at such a sensitive moment, everyone swept the snow in front of their own door, and all the truth and conscience were thrown aside. They can reach out to help them at this time, and this affection can no longer be expressed in words.

"The girl is serious, this is all what should be done, and it is also to fulfill my father's wish. Besides, Miss Chu can sacrifice her life and forget death for the prince, so she is really worthy of admiration." Zhao Qifeng bowed his hand and returned the salute.

Chu Xia smiled, "Okay, don't say kind words, we all do things according to our conscience. It's just that there's one more thing to trouble Childe."

"Did the girl mean to send you out of town?"

"Exactly! I wonder if Childe has a proper way?" Chu Xia didn't either

Rounding around the bush and directly stating the purpose, their biggest difficulty now is that they can't get out of the city. Stuck here all day, sooner or later something will happen.

"Of course Miss Chu's concerns are understood, but now that the wind is tight outside, and it is just in time for the Chinese New Year, all merchants have stopped trading, I'm afraid it won't work now. Please stay here with peace of mind, and Zhao promises to send you out safely."

Zhao Qifeng's assurance, Chu Xia believed, and now he could only live first. The only thing that is gratifying is that the food, clothing, housing and transportation here are much better than those of the inn, and with the protection of the Zhao family, they can also feel at ease.

After thanking Zhao Qifeng, Chu Xia said that he wanted to go around alone, so they parted ways.

Walking through the plum forest, she is surrounded by the fragrance of plum blossoms. Suddenly, two butterflies fluttered and flew among the flowers.

Spring is really coming, Chu Xia is overjoyed, and happily jumps around in the plum forest. It's been a long time since she's been so relaxed, and seeing such a beautiful scenery makes her want to sing. And she did.

Jing Yuan came by listening to a beautiful singing, which is very beautiful and familiar, like a clear spring crossing the mountains, bits by bit in the heart, turning into a bubbling warm current; The lyrics are even more profound, and every sentence is inspiring, like singing the voice of a teenager.

Walking into Merlin, the sight is a red elf, stepping on the snow, circling and flying, the light dance makes the heaven and the earth lose color, and the plum blossoms blooming on the branches become her foil.

At this moment, she is more delicate than plum blossoms, whiter than snowflakes, and her gestures show a peerless elegance.

It turned out that she was not beautiful, but she deliberately hid it, and this is her, the elf in the snow, the embodiment of perfection.

Is she a fairy? Why does she have an aura all over her body? He did not dare to approach for fear of disturbing the fairy in his dream.