"Requirements? There are no requirements."
Jing Zhe said calmly, "I'm a very easy person to talk to."
"..."
Having no requirements is the greatest requirement!
Su Xinping was somewhat exasperated, covering his face as he said, "If you have no demands, then give me the antidote!"
"You're ugly, but you have such beautiful dreams!"
Jing Zhe sneered.
"You're about to go to Jinxi. Aren't you afraid I'll tell my father what happened today and you won't come back alive?"
At this point, Su Xinping brought up the Prince of Jin in hopes of intimidating Jing Zhe.
But he underestimated Jing Zhe.
He sneered, "You're not saying you'll let me go if I give you the antidote! I didn't give you the self-destruct pill before, and you still sent assassins to kill me, didn't you? I got angry, so I chose... to die together with you!"
"perish together?"
Su Xinping's lips trembled slightly as he spoke.
"Yeah, you must know I'm in deep trouble going to your territory this time. I gave the antidote to someone else, and he won't give it to you until I get back to Jingzhou. You'll have to come with me in a month! Heh, so you're not really at a disadvantage, are you?"
We've lost a lot of money, okay?
Before Su Xinping could speak again, Jing Zhe kicked him repeatedly. Hearing his miserable cries, Jing Zhe felt completely satisfied and then swaggered away.
Upon reaching the door, the two guards looked at each other in bewilderment.
"President Jing, are you done talking?"
"Yeah, it didn't go well. Prince Jin's persimmons weren't cooperating and kept making noises, which scared me. Forget it, I won't ask him for them for now, they're too frightening!"
"..."
The two remained silent, for they had clearly seen Su Xinping lying on the ground, looking very pained, through the crack in the door.
Watching Jing Zhe leave, I felt a deep sense of admiration.
Su Xinping got up from the ground and thought for a long time before deciding to quickly write a letter and send it back by carrier pigeon, because he knew that Qiu Qianqian would definitely tell her father when she returned to Jinxi after failing her mission.
If his father were to fly into a rage and send even more assassins to kill Jing Zhe on the way, wouldn't he have no choice but to self-destruct?
Therefore, he must not die before he self-destructs!
...
Jing Zhe went straight home.
The blankets and sheets on the clothes rack were nowhere to be seen.
Zhu Xinning was in the guest room at the moment, tidying up with the closet open.
Jing Zhe raised an eyebrow and quickly walked over: "What are you doing here, Second Sister?"
"I told you to throw it away, but you wouldn't. Well, your second sister will keep it for you."
The quilts had already been stuffed into the closet, and Zhu Xinning showed no unusual expression. Jing Zhe breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed she hadn't noticed Qiu Qianqian's torn clothes.
At this moment, Zhu Xinning wrinkled her nose and said, "Zhe'er, why do I always feel like there's a fragrance in this cabinet?"
"..."
Qiu Qianqian naturally smells nice, and her clothes naturally smell nice too!
Jing Zhe picked her up, closed the cabinet, and strode out.
"Because my second sister smells so good, the cabinet smells good too!"
"You're always so unserious!"
Zhu Xinning nestled in Jing Zhe's arms, affectionately tapping his forehead as she chuckled, "By the way, where did you go after leaving the palace? How come you ordered food at Wenxiangju, but the food arrived before you even got back? Did you go to see Wang Yingqiu again? What, you're leaving together tomorrow, why do you still want to see her now?"
Seeing Zhu Xinning's jealous expression, how could Jing Zhe dare to say that he had gone to Wuxian Garden? He rolled his eyes and said, "Second Sister, you're overthinking it. I just went to have a heart-to-heart talk with Prince Jin! Besides, this is called preparing supplies before the troops move!"
"Pfft~"
Hearing Jing Zhe misuse idioms, Zhu Xinning was amused by him and reached out to tap his chest, her face full of tenderness.
"Where are the troops still stationed?"
"Hehe, Second Sister will find out soon!"
As he spoke, he picked up Zhu Xinning and carried her toward his room. Zhu Xinning kept pointing toward the front hall, saying, "Let's eat first!"
"..."
Then, the sound of harmonious music filled the room…
...
After Zhu Xinning fell into a deep sleep.
Jing Zhe was in good physical condition. After resting for less than fifteen minutes, he opened his eyes again and looked radiant.
He gently kissed Zhu Xinning on the forehead and asked, "Second Sister, would you like to eat some more?"
Zhu Xinning shook her head sleepily.
"If you're not going to eat, shall we continue?"
Hearing "continue," Zhu Xinning opened her eyes in a panic and waved her hands repeatedly: "Zhe'er, your second sister is too tired, your second sister is afraid she's going to die! Please spare your second sister, let your second sister sleep a little longer, and then we'll do it again?"
"So, will you dare to provoke me again in the future?"
Zhu Xinning shook her head: "No, no... Zhe'er, go eat if you're hungry, let your second sister sleep for a while..."
Jing Zhe tucked her in, kissed her red lips, and waited until Zhu Xinning's breathing became even and relaxed before opening the door and leaving.
It's certainly not for eating.
Before leaving Jingzhou, he had one last stop.
It was just so she could sleep for a while.
After leaving home, Jing Zhe went straight to Wenxiangju.
He asked Stone a question and then went upstairs.
He knocked twice on Zhang Xiaoyu's door, and a low voice came from inside.
Who is it?
Jing Zhe didn't answer, but knocked twice more.
The room was quiet for a few seconds, then a series of rapid rustling sounds were heard. Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, revealing Zhang Xiaoyu's slender and pretty face with very obvious dried tear stains.
Jing Zhe was taken aback: "Who bullied you? Why are you crying?"
Zhang Xiaoyu shook her head, trying to smile, but after a few twitches, she finally broke down in tears.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe quickly went inside and closed the door. He took her hand and sat her down on the bed, wiping away the tears on her face.
"I thought... I thought... that Young Master wouldn't come to see Xiaoyu before he left!"
After saying that, the pent-up emotions in her heart found an outlet, and she burst into tears.
Her body swayed slightly, as if caught in a dilemma: she wanted to throw herself into Jing Zhe's arms but felt it was too abrupt and dared not move.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe felt inexplicably sad.
He had already come to terms with it in the morning at Fuchen Palace. The reason he came today was to comfort Zhang Xiaoyu. Now that he saw her sad, how could he be happy?
Then he reached out and gently wiped away her tears, then pulled her into his arms tightly…
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