Chapter 420 I'll never have a chance in this lifetime

The leader of the secret guards stopped grinning from ear to ear.

"We have to go after Miss Ji Wu; we have important business to attend to."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ting realized something was wrong and frowned, saying, "You couldn't even keep an eye on a defenseless girl, and you chased her all the way from Lin'an to here?"

The leader of the secret guards adjusted his mask: "Ahem, this matter is complicated. Let's talk about it when we get back to Lin'an!"

Wei Ting sighed. He had experienced Ji Qingwu's abilities firsthand, so it wasn't surprising that she could get rid of the secret guards.

He shouted, "Protect her!"

A group of bodyguards vanished in front of him.

Wei Ting stood in the dark green pine forest, looking towards the vast, flat mountains and winding paths to the west.

The view stretched endlessly, yet his heart was heavy with sorrow.

Wei Ting suddenly had a feeling that he had missed something again.

Perhaps this is the last chance to spend time with Ji Qingwu in private; there are some things that will never be said again in this lifetime.

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Ji Qingwu did indeed switch identities with Chunhua.

Unlike last time, she did not hide herself. Instead, she informed Sihai last night that she would no longer try to erase their whereabouts.

Instead, we should make as many marks as possible so that the secret guards can find us.

Today, with the disappearance of Lanling, the situation of this bandit stronghold and the people of Xijin has changed drastically.

Only Emperor Wusu's men could earn her her trust.

Only he could make her worry about him so much.

Ji Qingwu leaned against the car window, pretending to doze off, recalling the events of the past two days.

The fact that Wei Ting was able to withdraw from the northern border indicated that the war was not in a critical situation, which put her at ease.

It's unclear what will happen to the three Hu brothers, or where the heavily pregnant Qi Peiyao has gone, but everyone has their own destiny.

Thanks to the officers and soldiers left behind by Li Chengxun, the convoy arrived in Longzhou without any major problems.

Upon entering Longzhou, one is greeted by desolate yellow sand, a city built from handfuls of sand.

After escorting Chunhua to a rural area on the outskirts of Longzhou, Sihai rushed back before the convoy entered the city and hid in a truck loaded with goods.

Si Hai breathed a sigh of relief. He still preferred to stay in the shadows and pretend to be husband and wife with Miss Ji. It was really too much trouble for him.

Longzhou's main city lacks the prosperity and wealth of Lin'an, and there are very few street vendors, making it look particularly desolate.

The convoy entered the mansion that Princess Qingyun had purchased in Longzhou. The plaque did not read "Princess's Residence" but "Li Residence".

After the convoy came to a stop, Ji Qingwu got out of the car carrying the two children.

After Chunhua returned home that evening, she informed Jiao Zhengfeng in advance.

He knew that the person in front of him was not his wife, but in front of everyone, he couldn't appear too distant from "Chunhua".

Jiao Zhengfeng's face turned red from holding back his anger.

Ji Qingwu lifted the curtain, intending to hand the children over, but saw him standing a few steps away from her.

"What are you doing standing there like an idiot, not picking up the child? Are you waiting for me to jump out of the car with the child in my arms?"

Jiao Zhengfeng was a little stunned by Chunhua's appearance and her usual tone of voice, and he really couldn't tell them apart.

The baby's father took the baby from him, and Ji Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief. Such a small baby is not easy to take care of.

After everyone went inside, they busied themselves unloading and transporting goods to the warehouse and front yard, and the house immediately became noisy.

Just as Ji Qingwu was about to follow the others inside, a voice called out from behind him.

"You in the pink dress! Come here!"

Among the convoy, only "Chunhua" liked to wear bright-colored clothes. Ji Qingwu lowered her head and sure enough, the outfit she had changed into was peach pink.

"Come here quickly, they're calling you!"

Ji Qingwu stiffened and turned around to see that the person who called her was Huang Er, the team leader.

Before Chunhua left, she instructed Jiao Zhengfeng to take good care of this great benefactor.

So he immediately stepped forward and said, "Manager Huang, this is Chunhua, don't you remember her?"

Huang Er glared at him and said, "Of course I know she's your wife."

Jiao Zhengfeng said, "What do you need her for? Is there something dirty or messy that needs cleaning? I can do it, it's the same if I go."

Huang Er said, "You can't do it!"

Ji Qingwu, who had her head down, overheard their conversation. She frowned slightly, wondering what they wanted.

Huang Er said, "Princess Qingyun's maid just came over and said she wants to choose someone to serve in the front courtyard."

Jiao Zhengfeng hurriedly said, "Manager Huang, Chunhua is already a woman, and she just gave birth. How can she serve the princess?"

Let alone princesses, even ladies from ordinary wealthy families had to have unmarried maids serving in their courtyards, while married women had to stay in the outer courtyard.

Huang Er squinted and said, "Look at your wife. From behind, she doesn't look like she's ever given birth. I think she's even prettier and more attractive than the maids the princess brought from the capital."

Jiao Zhengfeng said, "Manager Huang, but I have two babies at home who need to be breastfed..."

"Alright, alright!"

Huang Er pulled out a string of coins and said impatiently, "Take this. Don't be ungrateful. It's your wife's good fortune to be able to serve the princess."

If Princess Qingyun hadn't been so demanding, insisting on finding someone with a good appearance and temperament, Chunhua wouldn't have been chosen.

Huang Er was puzzled as to why he hadn't noticed how eye-catching this spring flower was before.

He then asked, "You saw Jiang Hai's young wife...?"

After receiving the money, Jiao Zhengfeng gripped Huang Er's hand tightly, saying gratefully, "Thank you so much, manager, thank you so much, manager..."

He was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say, so he kept repeating the same sentence until he completely forgot what Huang Er was trying to ask.

Ji Qingwu followed Huang Er to the front yard.

She lowered her eyes. She had originally planned to slip away in the chaos, but unexpectedly, Huang Er took a liking to her and transferred her to Qingyun's side. But this was not a bad thing.

They walked to the courtyard gate, where Huang Er waited respectfully for the maids to go in and announce their arrival.

A short while later, a maid came out and invited them in.

Huang Er instructed, "Chunhua, when you are in front of the princess, you must be polite and respectful. You must not offend Her Highness and do not say too much."

The room was filled with mist, and the air was so humid that it didn't feel like the northern desert. The bath tub in the clean room had been moved to the center of the room, and water was being heated over a low fire underneath.

As the beaded curtains were gradually drawn back, Princess Qingyun leaned listlessly against the bed, her face covered in a thick layer of clear ointment, muttering discontentedly.

"What a terrible place and climate! It's so dry, I feel like a fish out of water."

The maid led them to a stop beside her.

"Your Highness, the maids to serve you have been selected. Please take a look."

Before Qingyun could even look up, he sneezed.

She covered her mouth and nose, and said coquettishly, "Who did you find? They smell like sand."

Qingyun's hands were now covered in sticky face cream, and she said irritably, "This person is no good; he made me unhappy as soon as he came in."

Huang Er said with a mournful face, "Your Highness, among the newly arrived people, only this one meets your requirements. He can be used if he changes into clean clothes."

Ji Qingwu was met with disdain several times simply for standing there.

Normally, Qingyun would have to wait in line to see him.