Chapter 376: Cheating
Chunque looked at Yang Yuhao, who was inexplicably excited, with a speechless look on her face.
"Young Master Yang, are you poisoned?"
Chunque felt that he was a little out of his mind.
Yang Yuhao slowly restrained the smile on his face, but the smile did not disappear.
"I do think so." He picked up a chicken leg for Chunque and said, "Don't you think it's interesting?"
Chunque took the chicken leg, took a bite and said to Yang Yuhao, "I don't think so."
"When I was little, I begged and sold my body. I had no food to eat. What good was there?"
Although she was pretending to sell herself to bury her husband this time, when she was kneeling there with an empty stomach, she inexplicably thought of the scene when she was a child, when she stuck a piece of grass on her head and sold herself to bury her father.
She was so hungry, so tired, and wanted to cry. If her master hadn't saved her, she would have died long ago.
"I think it's best for me to stay with my master now!"
Yang Yuhao looked at Chunque's penetrating and sincere eyes and said in a clear voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know."
Chunque heard Yang Yuhao laugh and said, "What's there to be sorry about? It's not your fault that I can't eat enough."
"Besides, why do I have to sell myself to bury my husband? I can just perform on the streets!"
Yang Yuhao's smile returned to his face. "How about I go and ring the gong for Miss Chunque when she opens her shop?"
Chunque looked at Yang Yuhao strangely, "How come you, a grown-up young master, always want to go out with me to cheat and deceive people? Run errands for me."
Is his head really okay? Did it get caught in the door?
"As the saying goes, multiple skills mean multiple career paths."
Chunque looked at Yang Yuhao, who was trying to find a way out for himself, and leaned over to ask in a low voice, "Why, is your family going to fall?"
Yang Yuhao: “…”
"Uh, that's not there either."
As long as the emperor is well, their family can rule the Zhou Dynasty.
"So, are you sick?" Chunque asked cautiously.
Zhou Yunqi had said before that Master Wenxin was an excellent doctor. If Yang Yuhao came to the northern border specifically to find Master Wenxin, he must be seriously ill.
Chunque looked at Yang Yuhao and said, "You seem to have lost weight since the last time we met."
"But even if you're sick, you can't give up on yourself. What if Master Wenxin can cure you? There's always hope."
If the two of them were not sitting opposite each other, Chunque's hand would have been on Yang Yuhao's shoulder.
Yang Yuhao laughed at first, then slowly subsided, "Is there any hope?"
"Of course." Chunque said affirmatively: "Otherwise, do you know what it would be called if you died now?"
"What?"
"die young."
Chunque always thought Yang Yuhao was a good person, so she advised: "Think about things more positively. You are still so young, you haven't married and you haven't had children. If you die, your mother will have a lot of trouble sending you off."
The smile on Yang Yuhao's face disappeared when Chunque mentioned his mother.
His mother, Princess Yuyang, is now living a happy life and is happier than anyone else.
"My illness is not fatal, I just can't get over it."
"But if you can't get over it, you'll die."
Yang Yuhao blinked when he heard Chunque's words, as if that was the truth.
"What you said seems to be right, so I plan to go find Wenxin to help me with my solution." Yang Yuhao felt inexplicably relaxed when facing Chunque, and some words that he couldn't say out loud were easily said out loud.
"If I really can't find the solution, I'll become a monk and meditate."
"Does he shave his head to become a monk?" Chunque asked.
"How can you be considered a monk if you don't shave your head?"
"But I think you don't look good with a shaved head."
"Ah?" Yang Yuhao was stunned. Chunque's answers always surprised him.
For example, he thought Chunque would comfort him or even enlighten him, but her focus was inexplicably strange.
"If you don't believe me, I can shave your hair right now. You'll see if you look in the mirror." Chunque said sincerely, "Your head isn't round enough. It's not round."
Yang Yuhao: “…”
He remembered that this topic was, perhaps, supposed to be a bit heavy.
Yang Yuhao subconsciously touched his head. Chunque continued, "It's so nice to have jet-black hair. If you really don't want it, can you give it to me after you shave it off?"
Yang Yuhao looked at Chunque who was staring at his hair with fiery eyes, and suddenly felt a little regretful for telling her that he wanted to shave his head.
"What do you want with my hair?"
Yang Yuhao didn't think Chunque was attracted to him. She just didn't understand at all.
Chunque laughed and said, "Make it into a beard and use it for disguise in the future. It will definitely come in handy!"
Yang Yuhao: "...Actually, I don't really have to become a monk."
Chunque's gaze was too scorching, and he was a little reluctant to let go of his long, beautiful hair.
After Chunque had eaten and drunk her fill, she stood up, holding Pingping in her arms, and said to Yang Yuhao, "Young Master Yang, you are a good man."
Yang Yuhao looked at Chunque, who was giving him the good guy card, and asked cautiously, "So?"
"Can you pack me some food and milk? I have to hurry."
Yang Yuhao frowned and looked at Chunque, "Where are you going? I can give you a ride."
"I can walk on my own."
"On your two legs?" Yang Yuhao knew Chunque was not afraid of hardship, so he added: "You can endure hardship, but your child can't."
Chunque looked at Pingping who fell asleep after eating. For some reason, she always felt that the young master seemed a little darker when he was with her.
"Let me take you there." Yang Yuhao looked at the hesitant Chunque and continued, "You know, your Fourth and Seventh Young Masters and I are fellow disciples. I will definitely stand on your side."
"How about just thinking of it as me doing something for my fellow apprentice?"
Chunque was somewhat persuaded, but she added, "But aren't you going to seek enlightenment from Master Wenxin and become a monk at the same time?"
"No, I feel much better seeing you."
Yang Yuhao was stunned for a moment after saying this subconsciously, while Chunque said proudly: "My master also praised me for being a happy person!"
Yang Yuhao looked at Chunque's smug expression and said with a smile, "Yes, a happy person."
…
Ji Sheng did not sleep all night. After dealing with the aftermath of last night and capturing Chusi alive, he returned to the palace.
He thought that when he came back he would be able to see Chunque and Pingping who were brought back, but the person who went to look for them came back to report that Chunque was lost.
"A little maidservant with a child, and you told me they were lost." Ji Sheng pinched his aching brows, suppressing his anger in his words.
The person who came back to report the news knelt on the ground with his forehead and face pressed against the ground.
"Your subordinates deserve to die!"
"Send troops to search for you. If you can't find me, you don't have to come back alive."
"yes!"
The messenger left, and Nanny Jiang came up with a cup of strong tea, "Your Highness, Master Wenxin is here."
"Let him go to the princess first. I'll go there after I finish my business."
"yes."
After Nanny Jiang left, Jiayi silently came to Ji Sheng, who was in a depressed mood.
He didn't dare to look into Ji Sheng's eyes, and he only hated himself for not reporting before Jiawu.
"Mute?"
Jia Yi shuddered and said in a trembling voice, "The young master is missing."
"Bang".
Ji Sheng put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Jia Yi: "I already know this."
Jiayi swallowed his saliva, his body tensed, and said, "The little princess disappeared from Dongchuan."
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