Chapter 282 Letter
As soon as Baozhu served the tea and left, Du Qing's face turned cold: "What did you say to the master?"
Lin Hao reacted immediately: "What's wrong, sir?"
"Sir..." Du Qing paused, his tone even colder, "Second Miss Lin, I'm asking you."
Lin Hao's heart skipped a beat.
Du Qing's call of "Second Miss Lin" was full of gritted teeth, it seemed that the teacher was in big trouble.
"The teacher didn't allow me to tell anyone else about the conversation I had with him." Lin Hao believed in Du Qing's loyalty to Master Mingxin, but there were some things he could say to his teacher but not to others.
Could it be that if she said she had a dream in which Mingxin Zhenren was her teacher? Du Qing would probably think she was crazy.
Du Qing's heroic eyebrows were twisted so tightly that they could kill a mosquito. He examined Lin Hao's expression, guessing how much truth there was in what he said, but finally gave up reluctantly.
Forget it. This girl is so confused about what is true and what is false. An honest man like him shouldn’t bring shame upon himself.
"Are you adapting well in Jinlin Guard?" Lin Hao changed the subject to ease the somewhat awkward atmosphere.
Du Qing's face was strange, and after a while he uttered two words: "It's OK."
It was just that he experienced several assassination attempts by his own people.
"So you came to me today, is there something for me, sir?"
Du Qing's expression changed several times, and he said coldly: "Sir, you have revealed your identity to the emperor and left the capital secretly."
Lin Hao's expression also changed.
She thought the meeting had failed, but it turned out that this was what the teacher had planned.
"Is the gentleman in danger?"
Du Qing's expression turned even worse. "Sir, by revealing your identity, you're putting yourself on the chopping block. Whether you're in danger or not is up to others to decide. I just don't understand what you said to sir that made you make such a decision."
"I--" Lin Hao opened his mouth, but felt like there was a stone blocking his throat, and his eyes turned red.
If anything happened to the teacher, she would be blamed. Even though she was considering the vast majority of people, she felt guilty towards the teacher.
Du Qing's expression froze.
Is she...wanting to cry?
As a promising young man whose life as a spy was becoming increasingly difficult, Du Qing suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Lin Hao turned her face away to suppress her tears. After her expression returned to normal, she looked at Du Qing and asked, "When did you leave, sir?"
"Three days ago."
Lin Hao calculated the time and found that it was the second day after she met Master Mingxin, and her mood became more complicated.
"I'm leaving." Du Qing glanced at the listless girl, unable to tell whether he was angry or helpless. Thinking that out of sight, out of mind, he walked away quickly.
Lin Hao was left sitting alone, holding the teacup and drinking sip after sip until the tea was finished before he stood up silently.
Next, Lin Hao paid special attention to the news coming back from the south. After seven or eight days, he had no idea whether Master Mingxin's trip was successful or not, but finally he received a letter from the north.
"Miss, it's a letter from the prince!" Baozhu ran in like a gust of wind holding the letter, her face flushed from running, full of joy.
As the girl's personal maid, she certainly knew what the girl was looking forward to.
Lin Hao hurriedly took the letter and looked at the familiar handwriting on the envelope. He was a little hesitant to open it.
"Miss?" Baozhu was puzzled when she saw that she was not moving.
Lin Hao took a deep breath and told Baozhu, "Go get a basin of water so I can wash my hands."
Good news, it must be good news.
Seeing the girl's pious expression as she washed her hands, Baozhu suggested considerately, "Miss, how about burning some more incense?"
"You're so talkative." Lin Hao pinched Baozhu's cheek, and the tension in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot. He wiped his hands and took out the letter.
The letter was quite thick, spanning over ten pages. It described much of the journey from departure to arrival in the North, with its trivial details. For example, the icicles under the eaves of houses there were over a foot long, like rows of gleaming cold swords. The soldiers, who had never been to the North, were extremely worried about falling. There were only a few words about the war, though.
Lin Hao read it word by word three times before unfolding the painting that came with the letter.
Qi Shuo mentioned in the letter that he wanted her to find Mr. Fox and have him make a mask according to the portrait and send it to the north as soon as possible.
The young man in the portrait has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and can be called handsome.
The letter did not reveal the identity of this person, but Lin Hao could guess that this was a person from Qi.
What does Ah Shuo want to do?
Lin Hao couldn't help but frown.
Could it be that he was going to risk his life and pretend to be a Qi person to sneak into the enemy camp?
This young man doesn't look like an ordinary soldier, but it would be too risky if he pretended to be someone with status.
Lin Hao lowered his eyes, his expression constantly changing.
"Miss, who is this?" Baozhu asked curiously when she saw Lin Hao staring at the portrait.
"This is..." Lin Hao stood up, "Baozhu, bring me my going-out clothes."
Baozhu quickly brought a set of clothes and helped Lin Hao put them on, then tied an apricot-colored cloak on her.
Lin Hao took the portrait and went out, heading straight for Jinlin Guard.
Mr. Fox was captured, the old prince was captured, and even the remnants of the old emperor who occasionally caused trouble have been silent recently. Although there is a war in the distance, it has little to do with the Jinlin Guard. Cheng Maoming has had a rare opportunity to relax these two days.
"Miss Lin Er is here?" After hearing the report from his subordinates, Cheng Maoming's expression became serious.
A little girl coming to see him couldn't just be chatting.
He did not delay and quickly rushed to a nearby teahouse.
"Isn't it disturbing the Grand Commander?"
"I don't have much to do today, so I was just thinking of having a cup of tea to moisten my throat. What does Miss Lin want to talk to me about?"
"Grand Commander, is Mr. Fox still alive?"
Cheng Maoming was stunned for a moment.
Mr. Fox was captured by Prince Jing and Miss Lin Er. Things concerning him could be kept secret from others, but there was no need to hide them from these two. But why did Miss Lin Er suddenly ask about Mr. Fox?
Cheng Maoming was puzzled and nodded: "Still alive."
It is hard to bear to kill Mr. Fox, a talented person who has a special skill and cannot endure hardship.
"Then I need his help." Lin Hao handed over the portrait.
Cheng Maoming took it, opened it, and looked at it. He hesitated and asked, "Miss Lin Er wants Mr. Hu to make a mask for this person?"
"Yeah." Lin Hao nodded.
"I wonder why Miss Lin Er wants this man's mask?"
It’s okay to tell Miss Lin Er some information, but if you want Mr. Fox to make a mask, you have to ask clearly, otherwise you will be held responsible if something goes wrong.
Lin Hao shook his head: "I don't know the reason either. The prince wrote a letter to me and asked me to do it."
Cheng Maoming's expression changed slightly: "Prince? Could it be related to the war?"
"He didn't mention it." Afraid that Cheng Maoming wouldn't believe it, Lin Hao took out the letter, pulled out the last page and handed it to him.
Cheng Maoming took a quick glance and looked away, saying with a smile, "The prince must have something important to do. Miss Lin, please give me the portrait. I will go find Mr. Fox."
"Thank you, Grand Commander."
"Miss Lin, you are too polite. The prince's business is my business." Cheng Maoming said proudly and couldn't help but glance at the letter.
Tsk, that’s thick enough.
Lin Hao misunderstood that the other party wanted to know the contents of the letter, and hurriedly explained: "The rest is just gossip."
Cheng Maoming: So the real business is those two sentences on the last page?
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