Chapter 134
"It should still be there."
The speaker was a tall and imposing bodyguard, dressed in all black, keeping a very low profile. Perhaps due to his years of working in the shadows, his expression was indifferent, and his tone was devoid of any emotion.
“We do not know the master’s whereabouts, but if the young lady has any urgent matters, we can send a message to the master by carrier pigeon.”
“No…” Wen Shu shook her head, “It’s not necessary.”
The guard didn't say anything more, and called the other brothers to share the pot of mutton soup. They squatted on the roof on a sunny winter afternoon.
The guards were all around the same age. One of the younger men, who was slightly younger, covered his face with a black cloth and lay on his back on the roof. He turned over without making a sound.
"Hey, brother, is Lady Wen worried about our master? Shouldn't we report this to him?"
Upon hearing this, one of the guards sitting on the tree trunk remained silent for a moment. "Before the master left, he specifically instructed that every move of Fourth Madam Wen must be reported in detail, and this matter must also be written down!"
The man who had spoken to Wen Shu earlier was slightly older than the other guards. He frowned and said, "The carrier pigeons are extremely valuable. Why bring up such trivial matters?"
The guards had to give Wen Shu a detailed account of her daily activities, which was then sent to Ji Jing by carrier pigeon.
Training carrier pigeons to deliver messages is extremely difficult, let alone over such a long distance.
The boy lying on the roof snorted, glanced at the man who had spoken, and said with a look of exasperation, "Guess why our master instructed us to protect Fourth Mistress?"
Why?
The man turned to look at him. As secret guards of the Marquis's mansion, they often accepted missions, mostly involving murder and arson, and rarely involving protecting people.
During the time I spent with Wen Si Niangzi, there was no danger or bloodshed, and it was quite leisurely.
As bodyguards, they only needed to complete the tasks assigned by their master; they didn't care what their master's intentions were.
Therefore, he was also unclear about his master's purpose in sending them to protect Wen Si Niangzi.
The young guard shook his head helplessly, "No wonder Miss Liuyue in the Red Silk Pavilion doesn't like you, you're just a blockhead!"
Several guards nearby chuckled softly.
She covered her mouth, pressed her heaving chest, and stifled her laughter.
The man looked puzzled. "What does this have to do with Miss Liuyue?"
The guard leaning against the tree trunk said leisurely, "Don't you understand? Master likes Fourth Miss. Even though he's far away in Jijing, he still thinks about Fourth Miss!"
"Then why doesn't Master take Fourth Mistress back to Jijing with him?"
Everyone fell silent.
What kind of place is Jijing? It's a vortex of power struggles in the imperial court, a place of bloodshed and turmoil, far less comfortable than Shanzhou.
The night in Jijing was a vast expanse of white. In the dead of night, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, carpeting the simple courtyard.
A charcoal brazier burned inside, and a window was open, letting in the night breeze that fluttered the secret letter in the young man's hand.
His hands felt cold from being exposed to the night wind for so long.
Cui Pei braved the wind and snow to come over without an umbrella. Through the open window in the courtyard, he saw Pei Lingjun still writing at his desk and couldn't help but stop and sigh.
Hurriedly entering, Cui Pei presented what he was carrying, saying, "Boss, a letter from Shanzhou..."
Before he could finish speaking, his hands were empty, and the young man eagerly took the letter.
Carrier pigeons can only carry a very limited amount of paper, so the writing on that palm-sized piece of paper is densely packed.
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