“An old friend is leaving; I’m going to see him off,” Zhu Jiayu replied.
As she spoke, she glanced in the direction Song Qingzhang had left, then turned to Song Jiangmei and said, "I overheard him outside for a while. Did he want you to return to Yujing?"
Song Jiangmei's face turned cold: "He wants me to marry into a powerful and influential family so that he can have a bright future and a smooth road ahead."
"I don't want to talk about him, Ayu." She pursed her lips and then asked her if she wanted some tea.
Zhu Jiayu shook her head: "Next time." She came here not only to see Song Jiangmei, but also to put her mind at ease. She said, "Don't think too much. I will definitely keep my promise to you. During this time, don't have any direct conflict with him."
"Okay." Song Jiangmei nodded obediently, her hand clenched under her sleeve gradually tightening, her sharp nails digging deep marks into her palm. She reminded herself again and again: I've endured this for so many years, what's wrong with enduring it a little longer?
Zhu Jiayu thought for a moment and then said, "If you can't avoid him at home, go sit with Yuchai Feng."
"Jade hairpin phoenix? Isn't that the property of the second young lady of Prince Jing's mansion?" Song Jiangmei asked her in confusion.
She smiled and said, "Yes, but now I have a share too. You're one of my people, so Gu Heguang has to give you some face. When you have free time, it's good for you to go there and find some peace and quiet."
"I understand." Song Jiangmei nudged her. "Aren't you going to see someone off? Go on, don't worry about me, and don't let me make you late."
Zhu Jiayu patted her hand, took a few steps, then turned around and took off the peacock and hibiscus red gold hairpin inlaid with rubies from her hair, placing it in Song Jiangmei's hand: "This is my token. When you go to Yuchaifeng, Gu Heguang will naturally understand."
Zhu Jiayu also gave Gu Heguang a hairpin with the same design.
Song Jiangmei looked dazed, her palms slowly opening and closing, before finally gripping the hairpin tightly.
She applied pressure with her hand, and soon the peacock and hibiscus carvings on the hairpin were imprinted on her palm, replacing the previous mottled nail marks.
Zhu Jiayu has already gone very far.
She was supposed to take a carriage to the city gate, but fearing she would miss Wei Qinglou's journey, she changed horses.
Green Kite couldn't help but advise her, "Miss, you should get off and take the carriage. It's too dangerous to ride a horse there."
Last time they traveled together, Zhu Jiayu snatched a guard's horse, and she didn't even have time to react, let alone stop her. Seeing that she was about to ride again, Lüzheng quickly blocked her way: "I still vividly remember the time when someone startled the horse. If anything happens to you, how can I explain it to Master!"
Zhu Jiayu cracked his whip and said sternly, "Lvzheng, move aside."
"At this point, Young Master Wei and the others might have already left the city!" Green Kite bit her lip, refusing to back down.
"But the sooner I get there, the sooner I can feel at ease." After saying this, Zhu Jiayu raised his whip high and tightened the reins, urging his horse past Lü Zheng.
Green Kite watched her disappearing figure and stamped her foot in frustration.
She's so angry!
City gate.
Wei Qinglou sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked out, but still didn't see the person he wanted to see. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
His eyes were downcast, and he looked listless and dispirited.
Seeing his situation, Song Baopu stroked his beard and asked, "Lord Wei, why haven't you ordered the servant to drive the carriage? Are you waiting for someone to come and see you off?"
Wei Qinglou curled his lips and said in a serious tone, "Sir, you may not know this, but before we set off, I had someone calculate that we must travel after 7 a.m. to ensure a safe and smooth journey for both people and horses."
Song Baopu: "Oh? Is that really true?"
Wei Qinglou nodded: "Shujian also knows."
Shujian, sitting idly on the carriage floor, pulling on the reins: ?
Isn't his young master blatantly bragging? He stayed by the young master's side every step of the way before the trip, but he didn't see him consult anyone or ask for any auspicious time.
As the young master's most trusted and capable bodyguard, Shujian naturally understood the principle of breaking up a marriage rather than undermining the young master's reputation, so he immediately followed suit and began to lie through his teeth:
"Indeed, Mr. Song, you may not know this, but my master is extremely concerned about your safety when he invited you back to the capital. He not only had someone calculate an auspicious time for your departure, but also had you bathe, burn incense, and change clothes to pray for blessings before your departure."
Catching a glimpse of the faint smile in Song Baopu's eyes, Wei Qinglou finally couldn't help but clench his fist and cough twice: "Sincerity is something to be shown to heaven. Saying it out loud would be too much. Shujian, you've said too much."
Shujian mumbled "Yes," then lowered his head and fiddled with the reins in his hand.
He even felt he hadn't said enough.
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a tall horse with a young girl leaning over and shouting sweetly, looking heroic and spirited.
He rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that he wasn't seeing things, he immediately turned to Wei Qinglou in the carriage and excitedly said, "Young Master, Miss Zhu has arrived!"
Although the young master did not say it explicitly, as a qualified and competent guard, Shujian vaguely sensed that his young master had not let him drive for so long because he was waiting for Miss Zhu to arrive.
Upon hearing this, Wei Qinglou chuckled lightly, "You're here, so why are you so excited?"
But he didn't slow down. Almost as soon as Shujian finished speaking, he lifted the carriage curtain and looked in the direction of the sound of horses' hooves.
Seeing Zhu Jiayu riding towards him, Wei Qinglou suddenly recalled a moonlit night long ago when she rode away.
It's been a long time.
So long ago... he was just a commoner back then, but now he has become the rising star of the Court of Judicial Review in the capital city.
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