If she didn't want to, how could Miss Liu have deceived him?

Could it be that even heroes can't resist beautiful women?

No, no, no, what kind of beauties has his master not seen? Not to mention those nobles who want to send their daughters to marry into the palace in an attempt to gain a relationship with the master, the beauties of all kinds sent by the lower officials alone are countless.

Among them, there are many exotic beauties.

But the master didn't even look at them and sent them back intact. I never saw the master being moved!

I have to say that Miss Liu is really capable and can make even a difficult person like her master bloom.

“Ahem…”

Shen Ningzhu was caught off guard and choked on her own saliva, silently giving her a thumbs up.

"Sister, you are brave enough."

"Then after that..."

"He's not one to covet power or wealth. Since he's unwilling to go with us, I think he has unfulfilled wishes. We've agreed that I'll wait for him for three years."

The carriage arrived at the ferry without us noticing.

Before boarding the boat, Song Hanchuan walked up to Liu Zhiyi and held her little hand lovingly.

In the end, all my words turned into just one sentence: "Take care on your journey."

He didn't even dare to tell her to wait for him.

Liu Zhiyi rolled his eyes at him.

"Hmph, last night's brother recognition thing won't be so easy to get over. Are you sure you don't want to coax me? Although I promised to wait for you for three years, it doesn't mean that I will keep myself single during these three years."

"Xiaoyi means..."

"I will wait for you, but during these three years, I will also look for other outstanding men for myself to prepare for a rainy day."

Song Hanchuan curved his lips and pinched her hair, saying firmly, "You won't."

Liu Zhiyi glared at him, "Who said I can't?"

Song Hanchuan smiled confidently, gently holding her in his arms, and took out a jade plum blossom hairpin from somewhere, carefully pinning it on her bun.

Warm lips whispered in her ear,

"Xiaoyi, my courtesy name is Zimu. Before I leave, I want to hear you call me Zimu."

"Yes, Zimu."

Song Hanchuan smiled, his smile as bright as the warm sun in winter, and whispered softly in her ear, "The sage once said, 'Calling a king by his courtesy name is 'Qingqing'."

Xiaoyi, remember, I am already yours. Once I call you by your courtesy name, I cannot change my mind.

Liu Zhiyi wanted to ask him which saint said this, but by then, he had already stood up straight.

Liu Zhiyi paused and had to turn around and get on the boat.

The worst thing is that Shen Ningzhu is actually seasick.

Helplessly, after walking for half a day, the group had to get off the boat at the next ferry and prepare to find an inn to rest for a few days before continuing their journey.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the inn, they met another group of people head-on. Each of them had a sword on his waist and had sharp eyes.

The leading man was dressed in an elegant black robe and wore a half silver mask, revealing his jaw that looked as if it had been carved by a knife or an axe.

But the lips are very white, it seems that he is injured and lacks energy and blood.

At this time, a guard came to the front desk.

"Boss, how many number one rooms do you have here? We'll take every one of them."

Seeing that the person was either rich or noble, the shopkeeper began to sweat coldly on his forehead and looked at Shen Ningzhu and his group beside him.

"Well... I'm sorry, sir, our hotel's number one room has just been fully booked by these distinguished guests. How about you look elsewhere?"

"Or, the other guest rooms in our hotel are also quite clean, you see..."

At this time, the man in black, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up, "Pick a few clean rooms and stay there first."

Hearing the man's cold voice, the two best friends froze at the same time. Fortunately, they were standing in a corner and their behavior was not obvious, so they did not attract the attention of the people around them.

"But you are a noble person, how can you..."

"Needless to say, when you're out and about, there's no need to be so particular."

The shopkeeper instantly breathed a sigh of relief and personally took a few people to their rooms.

After the person left, Shen Ningzhu's stiff body gradually relaxed, and she found that her palms were wet, and even her back was covered with sticky cold sweat. The clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her skin.

"Zhuzhu, what should we do?"

Liu Zhiyi lowered his voice.

Shen Ningzhu clenched her palms tightly, her nails digging deep into her flesh, which made her mind clearer.

"We can't stay here anymore."

That bastard has as many tricks as a sieve.

If they had not been disguised, had not changed their appearance, worn veils, and stood quite far away from him, they might have been discovered by him.

"Okay, let's go to another store."

"No, go straight to the ferry."

The night is long and dreams are many. We have finally come this far. This time, no accidents can happen again.

After saying this, he called the people following behind him.

"We'll split up later. Arrange a few people to stay in these rooms and make sure the other party doesn't notice anything unusual. The rest of you, follow me aboard the ship."

"Yes, miss."

The other party quietly made arrangements.

Chen Ningzhu and the others quietly left the inn and walked towards the ferry.

Thinking of how Chen Ningzhu had been vomiting violently on the boat not long ago, Liu Zhiyi felt so distressed that he almost cried.

"Don't worry, there's a snack shop up ahead. I'll have someone buy some candied plums and some light snacks. You can eat them on board later."

"But……"

"Don't say but. Is running away more important than your life? You've almost vomited all the bile. The situation was urgent just now, and you didn't even have time to eat. How can you hold on like this?"

"Don't forget, there's still a life in your belly!"

Liu Zhiyi stopped forcefully, waited for the servants to buy snacks, and then pulled Chen Ningzhu to order two bowls of wontons from a street stall and started eating.

When they finished eating, the person who bought snacks came back, and then they set off in a hurry.

Inside the inn

Jiang Xuanyan sat at the table, slowly removing his flying eagle mask. Across from him, an old man with a graying beard was taking his pulse with a serious expression.

"Your Highness, your injury looks more serious than before. The situation is not good!"

"I beg you, Your Highness, to rest in the inn for a few days and wait until your injuries have healed before continuing your journey."

Jiang Xuanyan withdrew his hand and said lightly,

"No need to persuade me anymore, just prescribe some medicine for me."

Now is the best time, he must seize the opportunity and take that position while he is still waiting. Otherwise, who knows how long he will have to wait for the next opportunity.

After more than ten years, his patience has long been exhausted. This time, if he fails, he will die.

Even if it meant risking his life, he would kill those people with his own hands to avenge that unfortunate woman.

"Alas, I, the old minister, shall take my leave."

The old man carried the medicine box and went out. Jiang Yi walked in from the door with an uncomfortable look on his face.

Jiang Xuanyan glanced at him coldly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yi coughed lightly and said, "Your Highness, another letter has arrived from the other courtyard."