The six carriages quickly disappeared from Lu Jinshu's sight. Lu Jinshu stood there for a long time before getting on the carriage behind him without saying a word.
The rumbling sound of wheels broke the tranquility of the early morning. Lu Jinshu lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the scenery outside the window was flowing forward.
It was obvious that half a month ago, when he proposed to go to the Taoist temple, the Princess Royal was very happy, but when she saw him just now, she was extremely cold.
Lu Jinshu lowered his head and thought carefully about what he had done in the past few days, but he couldn't figure out what he had done wrong to make Her Highness the Princess unhappy.
After nearly two hours of driving, the carriage in front stopped, saying that rocks had rolled down and blocked the official road, so they could only go to Lingyin Taoist Temple from the small path on the west side.
Just as the entire convoy stopped and turned around, Lu Jinshu held the colorful dragon and phoenix food box with one hand and lifted the curtain of the six-horse carriage with the other hand, "If we don't go to Lingyin Taoist Temple from the official road, if we take a detour now, it will be almost 9 o'clock by the time we get there.
It was past breakfast time, but not yet lunchtime. I made some plum blossom cakes this morning. Your Highness, please have a piece to fill your stomach first..."
Before Lu Jinshu could finish his words, Ling Shumo's face changed drastically. A few sharp sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and a dense rain of arrows flew towards the direction of the six carriages.
"Didn't I tell you to stay in the carriage at the back and not get off?" Ling Shumo was about to pull Lu Jinshu onto the carriage. Lu Jinshu suddenly threw himself in front of her, "Your Highness, be careful!"
The sharp arrow pierced through Lu Jinshu's right shoulder, and the smell of blood spread from the wound.
The secret guards hiding around were fighting with the assassins sent by Ling Shujiao.
Ling Shumo quickly pulled Lu Jinshu into the car. She looked at the arrow that Lu Jinshu had blocked for her, and for a moment she didn't know whether to be angry or heartbroken first.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sounds of fighting outside finally stopped.
"Those assassins had poison pills hidden under their tongues. Luckily, we were prepared in advance and saved one of them alive," Shi Qi said, handing a brownish-blue wooden plaque to Ling Shumo. "This is engraved with the Highness's personal seal. As long as the Highness presents the witnesses and evidence to His Majesty, the whole matter will be settled. The Highness will never be able to turn things around again."
Ling Shumo didn't immediately take the wooden sign. She looked at Lu Jinshu with a complicated expression, "Shi Qi, first find a doctor to treat the virtuous king's injuries. We can discuss other matters after we return to the East Palace."
Shi Qi quickly ordered someone to find a doctor.
Lu Jinshu sat back in the chair with a pale face.
The arrow that pierced his body had barbs on it. The doctor first cut off the tail of the arrow, then used a knife to pick open the flesh around the wound. Finally, when he pulled out the arrow, a small amount of blood and flesh could not be avoided.
Lu Jinshu was in so much pain that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't make a sound.
Perhaps because he was beaten too much when he was a child, his ability to tolerate pain has always been much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Ling Shumo originally wanted to say that even without Lu Jinshu, with her skills, she could have avoided the arrow, but when the words came to her lips, they turned into "thank you".
People's first reaction in panic is to seek benefits and avoid harm, but when countless arrows rained down, Lu Jinshu subconsciously let go of the food box and stood in front of her without hesitation.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't touched, considering that today is Lu Jinshu's birthday.
Ling Shumo looked at Lu Jinshu, whose shoulder was covered in bandages. At this moment, her guilt towards him reached its peak. "Once I have dealt with the assassination attempt today, I will immediately submit a memorial to the palace and ask the Queen Mother to confer you the title of Consort of the Crown Princess."
Ling Shumo carefully avoided Lu Jinshu's wound, then gently put her arm around his shoulder, "Jinshu, you've been wronged today. When your injury is better, I'll celebrate your birthday again. I'll definitely give you the most grand birthday banquet in the East Palace."
Lu Jinshu looked up in a daze. The light and shadow filtered by the branches and leaves shone through the window and onto his fair face. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.
In the six months or so since he married into the Eastern Palace, he had spent countless efforts, but he still couldn't get the position of Concubine of the Crown Princess. Just a few days ago, he had convinced himself to calm down. As long as he could stay by the side of the Crown Princess, he would be willing to stay in the position of the virtuous prince for the rest of his life.
As a result, today, he didn't bother to plan anything at all, but Her Highness suddenly told him that she was going to ask for the title of Consort for him.
The sudden happiness made him feel like he was falling into the clouds, and his whole body felt light and airy.
Lu Jinshu looked at Ling Shumo and shook his head gently. "I have not been wronged. This is not the worst birthday I have ever had. On the contrary, this is my first birthday, and it is also the happiest one."
Lu Jinshu gently held Ling Shumo's hand and said, "Your Highness, you know that I was raised on a farm in the countryside. The servants on the farm only bully and abuse me. It is impossible for them to celebrate my birthday."
As Lu Jinshu spoke to this point, his eyes gradually grew hollow. He couldn't help but recall the time when he was ten years old. He had almost escaped from Zhuangzi and traveled alone to the capital to find his relatives.
Across the high city wall, countless dignitaries came to celebrate the birthday of Master Lu’s eldest son.
Lu Jinan was dressed in an elegant gown, the center of attention. However, he, who was born on the same day as Lu Jinan, fainted from a cold and was burned to a mute.
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