Chapter 202 Delaying Time

Suddenly, the originally strong and powerful beating became weak, and Mu'er was startled.

Zhu Qingyan's pulse was sometimes present and sometimes absent, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. She had never encountered such a strange pulse before.

"How is it? What's the disease?" Zhu Lan on the side asked with concern.

Mu'er looked a little embarrassed, and she put Zhu Qingyan's arm back into the quilt.

"This disease... is indeed a bit strange. I am not well-trained and cannot tell the difference. Let's find a doctor to take a look."

"It's okay..." Zhu Qingyan's weak voice came, "I was like this when I was a child. Maybe it's because of my special physique. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"Okay." Mu'er had no choice but to agree. After all, Zhu Qingyan was really sick, and she couldn't force him to go on the road.

As long as she keeps a closer eye on them these days and doesn't let them come into contact with outsiders, I think nothing will go wrong.

Mu'er comforted Zhu Qingyan for a few more words, then gently closed the door and returned to her room.

After Mu'er left, Zhu Lan and Zhu Qingyan, who was still weak on the bed, looked at each other and they both laughed at the same time.

Zhu Qingyan lifted the quilt, sat up, took out a potato from under his armpit, and started playing with it in his hands.

Hehe, I didn’t expect that Zhu Lan actually knew how to pretend to be sick. It’s so funny!

Hold a potato under your armpit, apply a little force and you will lose your pulse. Release it and it will return.

Zhu Lan signaled to her to lie down and hide the potatoes in case Mu'er came over suddenly again.

She estimated that Murong Jing would soon return to the Northern Frontier Camp from Uzbekistan. As long as Su Huai could find a way to meet Murong Jing after seeing the note, Murong Jing would definitely come to find them.

All we have to do now is find ways to delay time.

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Zhu Qingyan pretended to be sick and delayed for five days.

Mu'er would come to see her every day and take her pulse. In order not to arouse her suspicion, Zhu Qingyan had to make her pulse look more normal every day.

By the fifth day, it was finally too late to put it off any longer.

Mu'er looked at Zhu Qingyan with relief as he was able to get out of bed and walk.

"Since you are fine now, let's set off as soon as possible. After sending you back to Jiangzhou, I will immediately return to the Northern Frontier Camp to report."

The three of them left the inn, rode on three horses, and finally left Yunzhou City.

The moment they walked out of the city gate, Zhu Qingyan and Zhu Lan's eyes met, and they both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

I wonder if Su Huai successfully met Murong Jing, or if Murong Jing was distracted by other matters of King Zhenbei?

Otherwise, based on her riding speed, she should have reached Yunzhou by now.

At this moment, there was a clear and powerful sound of horse hooves, accompanied by a voice that Zhu Qingyan was very familiar with.

"Young Master!" Murong Jing, dressed in red, rode a horse from the back of Yunzhou City.

When Mu'er heard Murong Jing's voice, her face suddenly changed.

How is this possible? How did the princess know that they were still in Yunzhou!?

Her eyes were in panic, and she subconsciously looked at Zhu Lan and the others, but she couldn't understand. She had been watching them very closely in the past few days, so they should not have had the opportunity to pass on the message.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Jing had arrived in front of the three people and stopped her horse.

"Phew, luckily we made it." Murong Jing looked at Zhu Qingyan and smiled widely.

Then, Murong Jing looked at Mu'er and said, "Go back to the barracks first and don't worry about other things."

Mu'er was shocked, "But Miss, the prince said--"

Murong Jing's eyes were slightly cold. "Father's order is an order, but my order is not? You must return to the Northern Frontier Camp immediately. If you disobey, you will be punished by military law."

"……yes."

After Mu'er left, Murong Jing immediately asked her what was going on between the two of them.

Zhu Lan first told Zhu Qingyan about the great purification and sacrifice that he and Zhu Qingyan had found out from the book "Research on the Origins and Meanings of Various Characters" when they came to Yunzhou last time.

After hearing this, Murong Jing frowned.

"There is indeed a place called Wood Wolf Mountain in the desert. If those Great Purification Soldiers are now causing chaos everywhere and mobilizing so many troops, the sacrifice must be very important to them. It is very likely that the main force of the Great Purification will also gather. This is indeed a good opportunity to annihilate the Great Purification in one fell swoop."

Murong Jing raised her eyes and looked at the two of them.

"Why don't you accompany me back to the Northern Frontier Camp now, and we'll go find father and explain things clearly. If we don't take this opportunity to wipe out these great exorcists, who knows how many more Niujia villages will appear."

When Niujia Village was mentioned, Zhu Qingyan couldn't help but clench his fists, and anger began to rise in his eyes.

Zhu Lan was silent for a moment, then shook his head gently, "Little Princess, we naturally believe in your determination to wipe out the Great Purification. It's just that——"

She considered it for a moment before continuing:

"It's just that King Zhenbei... doesn't seem to think so."

"What do you mean?" Murong Jing asked, looking into Zhu Lan's eyes.

Zhu Lan knew that distant relatives should not be alienated, and it was not appropriate for him to express his doubts directly in front of Murong Jing, so he could only say a few words.

She bowed to Murong Jing and said, "Little Princess, we have brought the news. As for how to deal with this matter later, the Princess should discuss it with the King of Zhenbei. Qingyan and I need to rush back to Jiangzhou to prepare for the imperial examination, so we can't really help the Princess."

Zhu Qingyan moved his lips but didn't know what to say. He could only look at Zhu Lan and then at Murong Jing in embarrassment.

Murong Jing was a little annoyed by Zhu Lan's previous words, and raised her voice and said:

"My father has been a soldier all his life, loyal and brave, guarding the border for Daliang, and his achievements are beyond the reach of criticism. He must have other plans for doing this.

Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to go back, but I still want to thank you for your information. Although the journey to Jiangzhou is long, it won't be dangerous with my kung fu.

We will say goodbye now and see you later."

Murong Jing solemnly clasped his fists towards the two of them, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Qingyan. In the end, he said nothing, turned around and rode away.

"Ajing..." Zhu Qingyan looked at the bright red figure with some sadness.

Zhu Lan sighed softly and patted her shoulder.

"She is Princess Ningyue, and she has her own mission. What you and I need to do now is to concentrate on the imperial examination. When we succeed in the future, why worry about not being able to see each other again?"