The current commander of the military command is Zhou Ting, a position that is neither too high nor too low, but rather in a relatively important role. He was initially puzzled by the sudden transfer to protect Wen Hemian, but after seeing the actual entourage, he fell silent.
No, can anyone tell him why His Majesty came along too?
Clearly, no one could answer his question.
He only needs to support the decisions his master makes.
After leaving the capital, they headed south. Along the way, their secret guards caught a few small fry. The people who sent the spies were probably trying to annoy them, as they would pop up from time to time. They weren't deadly, but they were very annoying.
Zhou Ting couldn't help but feel fortunate that he hadn't been negligent and had brought out only the most capable and elite troops. Otherwise, it would have been too embarrassing for him in front of His Majesty and Lord Wen's secret guards.
To be on the safe side, they chose to travel by horse-drawn carriage. The roads at that time were far from smooth as they are today, full of potholes, and the journey was so bumpy that it felt like their bones were going to fall apart.
Wen Hemian had to coax and plead with Xie Lang to share a carriage. The young man looked unhappy, but she cruelly pretended not to notice.
Mingzhou was not wealthy, and there were almost no villages or post stations along the way, so they had to spend two days in the carriage. When they stopped to rest, a white figure suddenly darted into the carriage where Wen Heming was.
Wen Hemian was startled, but her instinctive reaction made her quickly catch the cat that had sneaked in.
She asked in surprise and doubt: "System?"
"Mmm." The system hurriedly lowered its voice, "Speak later."
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage curtain was lifted from the outside. Xie Lang glanced around the carriage and when he saw the cat that Wen Hemian was holding, a hint of apology appeared in his eyes: "Teacher, they were careless just now and let this stray cat sneak in. Give it to me."
The white wildcat looked innocent and naive, with only its four paw pads being black. Upon hearing Xie Lang's words, its round eyes widened instantly, and it bared its teeth and claws as it tried to hide in Wen Heming's arms.
Don't give it to the villains!!
The refusal was too obvious, so Wen Hemian softened her voice a bit: "It's okay, it's fate that you're here. I just happened to have nothing to do on the way, so it's not bad to be a little amusing."
Xie Lang frowned slightly, glancing somewhat displeased at the stray cat fawning over the Grand Tutor, and said with a disapproving tone, "I wonder where this stray cat came from. What if it has a disease and infects the Grand Tutor?"
The system dared not speak out against its anger.
They wouldn't dare say they were absolutely healthy.
"It's alright, let's observe for now," Wen Hemian said.
After she finished speaking, seeing that Xie Lang seemed to want to say something more, she calmly called his name, her gaze gentle and quiet: "A-Lang, keep it."
Xie Lang: "..."
He stared at the system for two seconds, and finally said with difficulty, "Okay."
Let's just leave it at that.
Xie Lang said, "The pheasant is ready. Grand Tutor, please come down and have a taste."
When traveling, conditions are limited, and people usually eat dry rations until their mouths are numb. Occasionally, when they encounter a forest with suitable conditions, they will send their men to hunt some wild game to improve their meals.
Wen Heming didn't know if the system needed to eat, so he symbolically carried it down with him.
As soon as I walked a short distance from the bonfire, a delicious aroma wafted over. Although it contained only the simplest seasonings, the natural ingredients made it fresh and the taste was excellent.
She and His Majesty the Emperor each received one chicken leg, and this was only the result of Wen Hemian's insistence; otherwise, having both for her would have been too outrageous.
"How much further is it to Mingzhou?"
Wen Hemian had almost finished eating, so she tore off two pieces of chicken and fed them to the system. The fire was crackling and burning, and it was a bit hot, so she stepped back.
The bodyguard said, "Let's see if it rains tomorrow around noon or a little later."
"It's so slow."
Wen Hemian sighed softly. If only there were cement, at least the road could be repaired properly. Otherwise, traveling long distances is really exhausting.
Unexpectedly, Xie Lang had sharp ears and overheard it: "If the Grand Tutor finds it too slow, we can change to waterway tomorrow, which might be faster."
Xie Lang learned most of his experiences from Zhou Ting. It's pitiful that this is the first time he, a dignified emperor, has traveled so far from home.
"Let's see tomorrow. If it rains, it won't be safe to take a boat."
The rains in July and August can come suddenly and come in large quantities. If there are strong winds and waves, it is certainly not as safe as the land. With the emperor here, safety is the top priority.
Xie Lang: "Mm."
As darkness fell, cicadas began to chirp in the woods. Zhou Ting directed people to fumigate the area with herbs, which barely managed to keep the mosquitoes away.
Rarely has there been such tranquility. Wen Hemian stared blankly at the crescent moon peeking out in the sky, unconsciously stroking the white cat's back.
Unbeknownst to her, Xie Lang was also watching her with a very light, almost greedy gaze.
In fact, he later heard that when Wen Hemian became the top scholar, although he was still young, when he rode his horse through the long street, countless people were captivated by his beauty.
When you spend a lot of time together, some details may be overlooked or forgotten, but once you pay attention, you can't take your eyes off Wen Hemian. There are so many fascinating things about Wen Hemian.
Xie Lang had never imagined what it would be like to experience first love; he simply felt that being attracted to someone was something he had expected.
How could anyone not like such a wonderful person?
Wen Hemian was unaware that she was being spied on, nor was she in a daze; she was communicating with the system in her mind.
"You can talk to me without saying a word now, that's rare, have you leveled up?"
The system said listlessly: "I recently figured out a new feature, but the administrator is too stingy and won't give me anything."
"So why are you coming to see me more often now? You used to only show up once every two or three years."
"Isn't the mission almost over? I'm worried, so I'm keeping an eye on things." The system's voice was cheerful, and it kept muttering, "Look at you and the big villain, without my help, how would you hide your period? So many double eyelids are watching."
"Okay, thank you, system. You're a good system." Wen Hemian gave it a "good guy" card, but then immediately corrected it without any mercy, "Do I look like a villain to you? It's been so many years, change your terminology."
"Okay, okay, he's a good kid, alright?"
The system is a bit frantic; I've never seen anyone get so hung up on this issue for so many years.
“Speaking of which…” Wen Hemian finally looked away, glancing down at the system, “Why do you look different every time you come? Is changing skins a popular trend in the system world?”
The system spread out like a pancake, purring softly: "That's not true, I'll just possess whichever is closest."
Wen Heming hesitated: "So this cat doesn't already have an owner, does it?"
The cat's fur was pure white and flawless, glossy and smooth, clearly well-cared for; it didn't look like a stray at all.
system:"……"
The system kicked its legs and chose to play dead.
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