Ling Lan carried Ji Ruhua in his arms as if no one was around and walked towards a less crowded place, stopping only when he reached a street with few pedestrians.
Letting go of the person in his arms, Ling Lan left without waiting for Ji Ruhua to say thank you, and didn't even look at Ji Ruhua.
Ji Ruhua was obviously a little overwhelmed. She had been beautiful since she was a child, and when she grew up, she was praised by everyone and treated like a star. Suddenly, there was someone who looked down on her. It was natural for her to feel uncomfortable.
Looking at Ling Lan's tall, dark figure, Ji Ruhua studied him carefully. He was dressed in a black brocade robe, with a black jade crown on his head. He walked with his hands behind his back, his pace neither fast nor slow. Each step was longer than that of an ordinary person, perhaps because of his height and long legs...
This person was wearing a black ring on his thumb. Since the night was not too dark, Ji Ruhua could clearly see a red pattern on the ring. In the night, the red pattern was particularly obvious.
After taking a closer look, Ling Lan had already disappeared. Ji Ruhua frowned, somewhat confused, and muttered to herself, "What a weird person."
Shaking her head, Ji Ruhua turned and walked in another direction.
After walking for about two quarters of an hour, Ji Ruhua stopped at the backyard gate of a mansion. Although it was impossible to tell whose mansion it was, it was not difficult to tell from the white walls and the scope of the mansion that this was definitely not an ordinary family.
Moreover, the sound of swords being swung coming from inside the wall was very intense and awe-inspiring.
Ji Ruhua stood in front of the door, thinking about how to start the conversation, but the door was suddenly opened from the inside. Before she could react, the tip of a cold sword touched her neck.
A deep and rich voice sounded: "Who? What are you doing sneakily?"
Ji Ruhua looked calmly at the man pointing the sword at her, a faint smile on her face: "General Zhang, don't you remember me?"
Zhang Qian was slightly startled. Why did this voice sound so familiar? After thinking for a moment, Zhang Qian was suddenly startled. He quickly retracted his sword and knelt on one knee in front of Ji Ruhua, saying, "Your subordinate Zhang Qian greets Her Royal Highness the Princess. I didn't recognize your identity just now, so I apologize for any offense. I hope the Princess will forgive me."
Why did Zhang Qian, a third-rank general, call himself Ji Ruhua's subordinate? The story goes like this...
About ten years ago, Ji Xingzhi felt that Ji Ruhua had no one to protect her when she left the palace except for a group of guards with little martial arts background and a few maids. He also thought that Zhang Qian, who had escorted Ji Ruhua back to the Ji family, was very good, so he asked Zhang Qian to accompany Ji Ruhua to protect her when she left the palace. As a result, the two gradually became familiar with each other, otherwise Ji Ruhua would not have been able to find Zhang Qian's mansion.
Although the two knew each other well, they always respected each other.
Ji Ruhua respected Zhang Qian's bravery and courage, and Zhang Qian respected Ji Ruhua's talent and status.
Seeing Zhang Qian kneeling, Ji Ruhua smiled and said, "General, there is no need to be so. It was Ruhua who came here rashly."
Zhang Qian invited Ji Ruhua in. It was late at night and there was no one in the yard.
Zhang Qian walked to the stone table nearby, took the kettle on the stone table and poured a glass of water for Ji Ruhua. He said, "Princess, please sit down."
Zhang Qian naturally didn't dare to bring anyone into the room. If the servants recognized Ji Ruhua's identity, it would affect her reputation. Moreover, if the princess of a country, the future queen, came to his house in the middle of the night, if the news got out, he and the entire Zhang family would be doomed.
Therefore, Ji Ruhua had to sit here in humiliation.
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