Looking at the top of the tent, Ning Que thought of the traces after leaving Weicheng.

The lavish carriage was always closed all the way, except for the little boy who obviously had barbarian blood occasionally got out of the carriage to play, and there was no chance to see any princess at all, only the delicate and arrogant maid gave orders from time to time.

For some reason, the maid liked to call Sangsang over for a chat.

Still for some reason, the servant girl made no secret of her dislike for him.

Ning Que thinks she is a good actor. Because whether it is in Weicheng or on the journey, whether it is the attitude of those grassland men's subordinates, or the temperament and expression she exudes, it is difficult to see...... She is not a handmaiden.

It was this that made him feel a little strange, he had always thought that the real nobles in the upper echelons of the Tang Empire should not have too much sympathy for Sangsang.

However, these were not the things he really cared about, for a few days he always paid attention to the old man in the carriage wearing old robes, if the guess was correct, the old man with a gentle expression should be the master of the south gate of Haotian Dao mentioned by General Ma.

From a very young age, Ning Que was determined to step into that mysterious world, but he was unable to enter the door, and he was willing to return to Beijing with this team, precisely because there was such a real monk in the team.

It's a pity that along the way, he never found a chance to talk to the old man who was closely protected, but when he was stationed in the camp for dinner, he could occasionally meet the old man's eyes for a moment, and at that moment he seemed to see the gentleness, amiability and even encouragement in the old man's eyes, which made him a little puzzled.

Thinking and analyzing, Ning Que took his attention back, only to find that the little feet in his arms had never been warmed, and they were still as cold as ice bumps, and even his chest and abdomen were cold, and he couldn't help frowning worriedly.

The little maid Sangsang suffered too much when she was a child, and was wrapped in wind and rain in the pile of dead bodies beside the road for several days, and after being picked by him, she had a serious illness, and she did not recover for several months.

The military doctor in Weicheng has seen it, and he also took her to Kaiping Mansion in the distance to see it, and all the doctors have the same opinion: congenital deficiency and physical deficiency.

Because of the extreme deficiency and cold physique, Sang Sang is rarely able to sweat, and the waste toxins produced every day cannot be discharged, and the accumulation of time makes her body worse and worse, so Ning Que followed the doctor's instructions and let her carry out a large dose of exercise every day to slightly improve the deficiency and cold environment in the body, which is also the real reason why in the eyes of outsiders, he always treats this black and thin little maid as a donkey and horse.

Even if it is so hard every day, it may not be able to warm up Sangsang's physique every time, just like the woolen mattress like an ice cellar at this moment.

Ning Que got up, rubbed her almost frozen stomach, took out the cowhide wine bag from the corner, patted Sang Sang awake, and then handed the wine bag to her lips.

Sang Sang opened his eyes in a daze, naturally took the wine bag, skillfully unscrewed the stopper, and poured it into his lips with his neck tilted. Not a drop of wine was spilled, but the tent was still filled with the spicy aroma of wine, which seemed to be the throat-slitting liquor of the prairie.

The thin little maid held a big wine bag and drank bitterly, two bowls of liquor could knock over a big man's liquor, and she suddenly drank half a bag, until her abdomen bulged slightly, this scene is difficult to describe with heroism, it is better to say that it is a little weird.

She wiped her lips, her willow-like eyes became brighter and brighter in the dark night, and she couldn't tell as if she had drunk wine, she smiled at Ning Que, and then fell down again and continued to sleep.

The room was full of the smell of spirits, and the cold little feet in her arms gradually warmed, Ning Que looked at the few drops of sweat oozing from the tip of her nose, and finally put her mind at ease and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Wrapped tightly in the woolen mattress, Ning Que slowly closed his eyes, not far from his face was the volume of Taishang Induction that had already been turned over, he read a few pages every day before going to sleep, even if he didn't read it, he would silently recite it in his heart, which was a habit he had developed over the years.

"May one qiē sentient beings have enough practice to separate themselves from old age and die, and one qiē calamity poison will not harm their lives. ”

"May all sentient beings be immortal and disease-free, dwell in the root of life, and bravely enter the path of wisdom. ”

In his light sleep, his spirit moved slowly with the words on the scroll, along with the seemingly simple but in fact incomprehensible methods of perception.

Gradually, the woolen mattress that shrouded him and Sangsang's bodies disappeared, the simple little tent was gone, the grass outside the tent disappeared, the stream turned into a white mist and then became invisible, and the whole world became a world where you have me, I have you, and in this world, you can vaguely feel a kind of breathing in a mysterious rhythm, and the breath between heaven and earth gradually becomes a sea, and it is warm.

This kind of magical feeling is not unfamiliar to Ning Que, many years ago, after he watched the Taishang Induction Chapter for the first time, he could often sense it before falling asleep, but he was very aware of a sad fact, this was not a real perception after meditation, but just a dream.

The warm ocean is probably just an illusion in a dream, because the little feet wrapped in thick cotton socks in my arms are getting hotter, but this is also a very beautiful illusion.

Comforting himself like this, Ning Que fell into a deep sleep, and the night was dark and dreamless.

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......

When he woke up early the next morning, Ning Que slept very well, but his expression seemed to be extremely eager to sleep for another three days and three nights, full of shock and dissatisfaction.

"Why a temporary change of route?"

He looked at the servant girl in front of him with an indifferent expression, suppressed his feelings, and said as gently as possible: "Go straight to Huaxi Road through Minshan, there will be no problem with the route I choose." ”

None of the people in the tent, including the maidservant, answered his question.

"I'm the guide, and you're not familiar with Minshan at all. Ning Que looked at the maidservant, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I know that you are worried about an ambush, and I can assure you that as long as you listen to me, no one will be able to stop you." ”

The servant girl looked at him like looking at a stone, and the meaning she wanted to express was very clear, probably what qualifications do you have to ask me to explain to you?

Back in his tent, Ning Que looked at Sang Sang who was packing his luggage and said, "Send them to this big straight road, and we will withdraw immediately." ”

Taking out a simple hand-drawn map of the year, he pointed to one of the places and said: "We can only follow this place as far as possible, and then go forward, the other party only needs to send a few horse teams to slaughter this team." ”

"You should convince them. Sangsang said with his head tilted.

"I guess there's a force over there to pick up the princess, so they won't listen to me. Ning Que replied: "I am not good at convincing a group of pig-like partners. ”

Sang Sang didn't speak, and asked with his eyes, since there is someone answering there, why are you still so worried, and even ready to slip away halfway?

"I have a gut feeling. ”

Ning Que replied: "Because I believe that the fierce character who dares to assassinate the four princesses of the Tang Dynasty will definitely not be as idiotic as that woman, and there are few plans." ”

Sang Sang stopped talking and reminded: "You...... Be polite to her. ”

"I know who she really is. Ning Que raised his eyebrows slightly, and said mockingly: "What if she is a princess? I said in Weicheng that this is an idiot princess." ”