After returning to his residence, Liu Jinghong had everything he had bought loaded onto the carriage. Because there was a lot of stuff, he specially changed to a larger carriage, which was crammed full of things in front of it.
Afterwards, Liu Jinghong had someone bring cotton quilts and mattresses, covering the carriage floor with a thick layer, with extra blankets left on both sides to cover the sides of the carriage.
Just looking at it makes me feel warm.
"Is Fifth Sister so afraid of the cold?"
Jing Zhe joked.
Since they were returning to Jingzhou, the two of them would definitely ride in the carriage together, and they would sleep inside it at night. One can imagine that lying inside with a quilt would not only keep them warm, but also reduce the bumpy ride considerably.
"Oh...yes..."
Liu Jinghong answered, her expression somewhat flustered, but she hid it well, and Jing Zhe did not notice.
After lunch, Liu Jinghong didn't let Jing Zhe take a nap this time, saying that they were leaving tomorrow and there would be plenty of time to sleep in the car, so she pulled Jing Zhe out.
Strolling through the city was a pleasant experience, but there were just too many onlookers. In the end, I pulled Jing Zhe out of the city gate on horseback, saying we needed to see how the battlefield cleanup from the day before yesterday was going.
I rode my horse out of the city and went further and further away.
When they were so far away that they could no longer see the city walls, Liu Jinghong flew directly to Jing Zhe's horse, sat in front of him, and nestled in his arms.
"Fifth Sister..."
"Zhe'er, don't speak, just show me around here..."
"..."
Perhaps knowing that this parting would likely mean another chance to come back with them, they wanted to take a few more good looks.
Jing Zhe obediently kept quiet, reached out and wrapped his arms around Liu Jinghong's slender waist, and rode off together.
We wandered around for a long time, and the sun was gradually setting in the west.
"Zhe'er, let's go back..."
Liu Jinghong spoke softly, and because her back was to him, Jing Zhe couldn't discern her expression as she said this.
By the time they returned to their residence, it was already evening.
Wang De and the others had arrived. This time, Liu Jinghong did not have the same stern face as in the morning. When she saw that Wang De was carrying two wine jars, she kept nodding.
Wang De was also inwardly apprehensive: What does the general mean by this? Should I drink it or not?
"Zhe'er, let's change our clothes first, then we'll eat."
"good."
Jing Zhe agreed, but seeing that Liu Jinghong was standing still, he asked curiously, "Fifth Sister, aren't you going to change?"
"I still have some things to tell Vice General Wang. You go and change first, I'll be there shortly!"
"All right."
With Liu Jinghong gone, the task of protecting Liangzhou fell to Wang De, so it's understandable that he gave him some instructions.
...
When Jing Zhe returned after changing his clothes, he discovered that Liu Jinghong had not gone back to the room at all and was still wearing the same clothes.
"Fifth Sister, why didn't you change?"
"Oh, I don't think it's dirty, there's no need to change it."
"..."
At this moment, Wang De and the others came up: "President Jing, you're leaving Liangzhou tomorrow, so let's drink until we drop tonight!"
"Yes, Master, let's drink until we're drunk!"
"We still have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow, so let's call it a night."
Jing Zhe smiled and deflected the question, even bringing up Liu Jinghong: "Fifth Sister, don't you think so?"
"It's alright. Since this is a token of appreciation from Vice General Wang and your apprentices, just accept it. As for getting drunk, don't worry, I'm here for you! I'll help you to the car when the time comes!"
After Liu Jinghong finished speaking, she didn't forget to add a sentence to Wang De and the others.
"Deputy General Wang, don't let Zhe'er drink too much. After all, he can't hold his liquor well, so we mustn't force him!"
The last three words were spoken with great emphasis.
Wang De nodded like a chick pecking at rice, indicating that he understood.
As a result, not long after the dinner started, Liu Jinghong finished eating, said that she had something to prepare, and left the table first.
At this moment, the battle for Wang De and his men had only just begun…
Next, the four of them took turns toasting each other, one cup at a time. Jing Zhe hadn't rested at noon, and after being forced to drink so much, his head started to spin.
"No...I can't...drink anymore..."
Jing Zhe slurred his words, speaking incoherently.
"President Jing, it's rare to be in such a good mood, let's have another drink!"
"Yes, President Jing, let's have one last drink!"
"Come on, let's do it!"
"..."
Unable to resist the urging of the others to drink, Jing Zhe forced himself to drink what was probably his umpteenth cup of wine that night, knowing it was definitely much more than the night before.
Finally, Jing Zhe couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the table.
"President Jing, President Jing..."
"Is he really drunk this time?"
"It's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk!"
"Quickly summon General Jinghong!"
"..."
In his hazy state, he vaguely heard the voices of Wang De and the others. Jing Zhe wanted to curse, "Damn it, you made me drink so much and you're all okay?" But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift his eyelids, let alone speak.
Then, he felt his body being lifted up lightly, and a familiar fragrance wafted into his nose before he lay down on the bed.
In a hazy state, he felt as if someone was whispering in his ear, and gently stroking his cheek, while cool liquid dripped down his face; it was all like a dream…
Jing Zhe felt dizzy and in excruciating pain in his head, and could no longer hold on, so he fell into a deep sleep.
The sorrow of parting grows ever more distant and endless, flowing ceaselessly like the spring waters.
That night, Jing Zhe had many dreams.
He dreamed that he left Liangzhou, dreamed that Liu Jinghong was waving to him from a distance, and finally dreamed that he was dreaming. Jing Zhe looked disdainful: This must be a dream. Why wouldn't Fifth Sister come with me?
After an unknown amount of time, Jing Zhe gradually regained consciousness. Although his eyelids were heavy, the birdsong he heard was very clear.
Why are there birds in Fifth Sister's room?
While he was puzzled, he also felt that although the bed he was lying on was soft, it was slightly bumpy, and the outside world was very bright, which did not feel like he was in a bed in a room.
It does resemble... a carriage...
carriage!
Jing Zhe suddenly woke up, ignoring his headache from the hangover, and sat up abruptly.
Holy crap!
When he saw the carriage walls around him, he immediately swore.
He quickly got up, dressed in a daze, wanting to go outside to see if Liu Jinghong was there.
Upon pulling back the carriage curtain and seeing only Hanhan outside, Jing Zhe's face turned pale: "Where's my fifth sister? Stop, turn around, and go back!"
At this moment, Jing Zhe finally understood the unusual reactions Liu Jinghong had exhibited the day before.
Why was she in a bad mood? Why did she buy things for them but keep them for herself? It's because she had already decided not to go back to Jingzhou with him!
"Young Chieftain, General Jinghong won't let me go back!"
Hanhan sat outside the car and said softly.
"Besides, we've already been out of Liangzhou for over an hour, and it'll take a long time to get back..."
"Shut up!"
Jing Zhe glared at the traitor and said with displeasure.
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