Chapter 90 Chapter 90 No one feels sorry for me.

The feeling of going around in circles and back to the starting point was too uncomfortable. Zhang Jingxian unconsciously stretched out her fingertips and placed them on the ceramic bowl, trying to use the scorching heat to stimulate and bring herself back to her senses.

She originally thought that she would be able to return to Xishan Village safely this time and complete what she had not completed in her previous life.

It seemed that as long as she could do it in this life, the soul that died in a foreign land on a rainy day in the previous life would be freed and could find peace!

But now she is outside Changling City, and it seems as if a voice full of pity tells her not to struggle anymore, because fate will eventually return to its predetermined course.

From the moment she made up her mind to walk under the spruce forest again, the ill-fated relationship between her and Xie Yun took root. No matter how hard she tried to escape, fate was not in her control.

Unless, she is willing to wait for his death.

But Zhang Jingxian didn't do it.

At that time, her heart was still soft and warm, even though she had experienced overwhelming despair.

The fingertips were filled with heat and turned red in an instant. The increased pain made Zhang Jingxian calm down a lot. She withdrew her fingers and looked at her cousin.

Zhang Rushan was looking at her with concern. He told her that they were being pursued. "Ah Xian, you're unconscious, and Envoy Xie and Qi are both injured. To escape the pursuit, I brought the villagers and followed Envoy Xie here."

The pursuit continued along the way and they encountered several waves in succession. Fortunately, no one was injured.

Upon hearing that Xie Yun and Zheng Qi were both injured, Zhang Jingxian drank a sip of the medicine in a daze. The slightly bitter taste made her feel sad.

"Who is chasing us?" she asked.

"It's related to Jiang Yuan and Madam Ban. It's... the King of Donghai." Zhang Rushan lowered his voice. He should have expected that it would not be so easy to escape from the quagmire.

This time they implicated Ah Xian, and Zhang Rushan still couldn't figure out where she was injured.

"Ah Xian, do you still remember what happened that day? Where do you feel uncomfortable now?" he asked repeatedly.

"I only remember that an arrow shot and killed the live geese I caught, and Envoy Xie was holding the two geese. After that, I don't remember anything." Zhang Jingxian shook her head and said that she seemed to have been in a coma for a long time and had no strength in her body.

"You were almost unconscious all the way. Fortunately, Envoy Xie ordered people to boil a lot of precious medicinal herbs for you to drink. Otherwise, I would be too ashamed to see my father." Zhang Rushan wiped his face. It can be seen that he looked very haggard.

He looked dusty and more like someone who had just woken up from a coma than the woman in front of him.

"Precious medicinal herbs..." Zhang Jingxian said slowly, and suddenly thought of something. She spoke with difficulty and asked who had been taking care of her during the days she was unconscious.

There seemed to be a person's hot breathing and a slightly familiar chuckle lingering in my ears.

"Of course it's me, brother. But Xian, you sleep most of the time, so you don't need too much care."

Zhang Rushan mentioned it briefly and thought to himself that some things should be kept secret from Ah Xian to avoid misunderstandings between her and Envoy Xie.

Mr. Gongcheng once said that everything was forced by the situation and had nothing to do with anything else.

Hearing this, Zhang Jingxian felt a little relieved. The person who took care of her was her cousin, and the first person she saw when she woke up was also her cousin. Maybe those were just hallucinations.

She held the ceramic bowl and drank the medicine in big gulps. When she put the bowl down, a yellow oriole flew over and placed a red fruit in front of her.

It was a wild hawthorn that no one knew where it came from.

The strong fruity sour taste covered the bitterness of the medicine. Zhang Jingxian felt her body regained strength. With her eyelashes lowered, she asked about the injuries of Xie Yun and Zheng Qi.

"The wound on the back of his hand has healed after using the elixir given by Mr. Gongcheng. As for Envoy Xie, his arm was scratched by an arrow, but with the elixir, it should be fine."

"Um."

It's indeed a minor injury, nothing to worry about.

Zhang Jingxian stood up, walked to the door and looked out. The last ray of sunset glow was gradually swallowed up by the dark blue twilight. At the edge of the sky, she saw a silent city.

Suddenly, a flock of gray birds flew over from that place.

The geese flying south formed a neat formation, passed silently over her head, and gradually became small black dots.

Zhang Jingxian turned to her cousin and said that she wanted to catch a pair of live geese.

Zhang Rushan shook his head honestly, "I can't catch it."

She was very weak, having just woken up from a coma, and needed some time to recuperate before she could use the bow and arrow. Now that it was getting dark, it was even more difficult.

"I think Envoy Xie's wedding will have to wait a few days. There's no need to rush it now."

"I see."

"Ah Xian, go back to bed and rest first. A bowl of tonic soup is not enough. I will go make you a pot of porridge."

"Okay, I'll put some malt sugar in it."

Zhang Rushan left with the empty pottery bowl. Zhang Jingxian looked back at the city. The six rituals of accepting the bride's name and asking for the bride's name could not be completed in just a moment. She still had plenty of time.

She lowered her head, her long black hair flowing like a waterfall to her slender waist, exuding an indescribable quiet beauty.

Zhang Jingxian was stunned for a moment, then realized that the green headband she used to tie her hair seemed to be gone, and her long hair fluttered behind her shoulders.

She went back to the room and looked for it, but after searching every inch of the room, the hairband was nowhere to be found.

After accepting the fact that it was lost, Zhang Jingxian's face fell and she felt a little depressed. She couldn't meet people with disheveled hair, but she couldn't bear to tear a piece of cloth from her intact clothes to use as a headband.

After thinking about it, she remembered the red jade lotus hairpin that Ban Jiang gave her.

So she found the gift and clumsily imitated Envoy Xie's method, tying her hair into a crooked bun and securing it with a hairpin.

There is no bronze mirror in the house, so I don’t know whether it is ugly or not, but at least it can be presented to others.

After struggling for so long, she was so tired that beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Someone seemed to be outside the house, and a long shadow covered most of the door. Zhang Jingxian didn't look carefully, but called out, "Brother."

"Brother, is there any malt sugar in the porridge?"

She desperately wanted to taste something sweet to dispel the bitterness and sourness in her mouth.

The figure outside the room paused for a moment, walked in at a moderate pace, and then closed the door behind him.

Zhang Jingxian suddenly felt something was wrong and turned around. The "brother" she was talking about was looking down at her condescendingly. He was wearing a tall hat, a wide belt, and a long black robe. He was the owner of the city on the horizon.

The Governor of Changling, Xie Shijun.

The candlelight was dim, but Xie Yun's gaze was as deep as an ancient well, falling on her face and the lotus hairpin hidden in her hair. The heavy meaning made her breathless.

"I'm not your brother, Ah Xian, remember that."

Zhang Jingxian stood up suddenly, took a closer look at his arm, and then calmly called him, "My dear."

In the dim light, Xie Yun seemed to laugh and said lightly, "Tomorrow morning, we will enter Changling. Next time, Ah Xian, don't recognize the wrong person again."

"Of course not. I am a guest of your lord, so why would I call you brother? But you just said you would make porridge for me, so I thought you were the one who came."

Zhang Jingxian politely explained to him that she had not recognized the wrong person, it was just a coincidence that he appeared at that time.

"She cooked porridge for you personally. The bond between Ah Xian and your cousin is truly touching."

Xie Yun's eyes were slightly cold, but the woman in front of him nodded as if she didn't notice, looking very agreeable.

"Yes!" Zhang Jingxian smiled. "During the days I was unconscious, it was my brother who took care of me. The bond between us is incomparable."

They grew up together and are closely related by blood, so of course they have a deep bond.

The atmosphere around suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.

Xie Yun had an unfathomable smile on her lips and repeated her words, "It turned out that he was the one who took care of you during the days when Ah Xian was unconscious."

His tone was slow and cold. "So, you were eager to put your hair into the bun I taught you, waiting to show it to him, right?"

There was a strong sense of suffocation in the air, as if if she answered yes, there would definitely be unexpected consequences.

Serious and unbearable consequences.

Zhang Jingxian thought of the city and the geese flying south that she had seen not long ago, and pretended to be relaxed when she admitted, "I didn't learn it well. My hairband is gone, so I can only show my bun to my brother first."

Her headband was missing; it must have fallen somewhere along the way.

Zhang Jingxian didn't notice the cyan color entwined between Envoy Xie's fingers. She continued, "Now that we're outside Changling City, I will attend your wedding. Tomorrow we'll be in Changling, and as your guest, I can't embarrass you. By the way, do you need my help with the wedding arrangements?"

Although she doesn't know much, she can do her bit to help with some trivial matters.

Xie Yun listened to her caring story, his black eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was very happy about it. He walked towards her, stared at her straight, and whispered that there were indeed many areas where he needed her help.

He needed her to choose the wedding dress, jewelry, and the wine to be drunk at the wedding ceremony.

Zhang Jingxian was silent for a while, then opened her lips and said, "...These should be handed over to the future wife of the envoy."

"She is of noble status, high moral character, and unparalleled talent. How could she waste her time on such trivial matters?"

Xie Yun interrupted her directly, and his hand fell silently on her shoulder, telling her with contempt that these trivial matters were not enough to trouble his beloved wife.

But it was quite appropriate for a peasant girl of humble origin to do these things. Even if she was exhausted, no one would feel sorry for her. Hearing him say this, Zhang Jingxian felt a sense of distress in her heart, but she also put aside her worries and whispered, "Okay, I will do my best to satisfy my husband and wife."

Xie Yun probably just wanted her to witness his wedding, right? He wanted to tell her, and Prime Minister Xie, that his pride wouldn't be offended by anyone, and that he had only a passing interest in her.

There was no way a peasant girl could stay in his heart.

"When is the wedding date for my husband?" she thought and asked.

After Xie Yun's wedding, if she and her cousin returned to Xishan Village from Changling, she wondered if the King of Donghai would send people to hunt them down again.

Zhang Jingxian felt somewhat distressed. Why should the grudges between these nobles involve common people like them? However, she had a vague idea in her mind, and she became obsessed with it as she thought about it.

For Xie Yun’s wedding, Prime Minister Xie and Lord Shu Jian will definitely come to Changling County. Yes, Lord Shu Jian said that he would send people to Changling.

The King of Donghai knew that the truth had been revealed, so there was no need to kill his cousins ​​to silence them.

Xie Yun quietly watched her daydreaming appearance, and did not answer when the wedding would be held. However, his long fingers moved up along her shoulder and pulled out the lotus hairpin.

"Ah Xian, don't forget the gift you promised."

Now, what he wants is a live goose.

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The author has something to say: Muah, the wedding is coming soon.