Despite being yelled at by himself, Hanhan stood outside the car without making any move to turn around, and the car didn't even stop.
Damn it, that bastard!
Jing Zhe cursed inwardly and jumped out to stop the horse.
Then I thought again, I have light-body skills, why would I need a carriage?
Then he was about to jump down, but Hanhan grabbed him.
"Young Master, General Jinghong said you won't be able to find her even if you go back!"
"General Jinghong also left you a letter!"
"Young chieftain, wouldn't you like to take a look first?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Zhe stopped.
"Where's the letter?"
Jing Zhe's eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily.
He came to Liangzhou to take Liu Jinghong back with him, and he felt that he hadn't done anything wrong—although Liu Jinghong was angry about the women at the beginning, didn't they make up in the end?
Otherwise, how could she have given herself to him?
So Jing Zhe is now going to see what she wrote!
Hanhan had never seen Jing Zhe so angry before, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. He quickly handed over a letter.
Without saying a word, Jing Zhe quickly opened it. The handwriting was neat and vigorous, exactly the same as the handwriting on the letter Liu Jinghong left behind when he left Jingzhou last time.
"Zhe'er, it's like seeing you in person as I read this."
When you wake up and see this letter, it means you have already left Liangzhou.
You must be very angry with Fifth Sister, right?
After all, this is the second time, hehe…”
Liu Jinghong had already done it once when he left Jingzhou last time, and this time he did it again, much more skillfully.
However, upon reading this, Jing Zhe could even imagine that when Liu Jinghong wrote this, her pretty face must have been beaming with a bright smile in the dim candlelight.
Thinking of this, Jing Zhe's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He guessed that Liu Jinghong must have had some reason for not coming back with him.
So keep reading.
"However, I promise this is the last time, hehe. Don't worry, Zhe'er, there definitely won't be a next time."
Zhe'er, I've thought about it for a long time.
If there's anyone who most wants to go back to Jingzhou with you, it's definitely me. Although there's no more war in Liangzhou now, I've lived there for so many years, and the people of Liangzhou have gotten used to me staying here. If I leave right after the war ends, not only will they be heartbroken, but I won't be able to bear it either.
Besides, I've been operating in Liangzhou for many years, and once I leave this time, it will be difficult for me to come back. So I need some time.
Firstly, I wanted to spend the last New Year with the people of Liangzhou, and secondly, I wanted to explain things to them so that they could gradually prepare themselves psychologically.
Secondly, I need to properly hand over everything, which will also serve as an explanation for all these years of operation.
Having read this far, Jing Zhe understood.
He also agreed with Liu Jinghong's approach, but he couldn't spend the New Year with her, which inevitably made him feel sad.
"Zhe'er, you probably guessed it. Last night, I deliberately got you drunk. Just like last time, I didn't want to wake you up. I didn't want to see you talk about separation again. I was afraid that if you woke up, I would be even more reluctant to let you go..."
Zhe'er, you don't need to worry that I won't come looking for you. Ever since I gave myself to you the night before last, I've considered you my husband and myself your wife.
After the New Year, I'll come to Jingzhou to find you as soon as I've finished my work, and we'll never be apart again. But you can't tell them about what happened the night before last. Humph, if anyone's going to tell, it'll be me!
Zhe'er, this time I'll keep my word and go to Jingzhou to find you.
Zhe'er, wait for me in Jingzhou.
The last letter ended with the beautiful words "Jinghong" (惊鸿), but this time it was signed "Niangzi" (娘子). It seems that she has not only accepted the new relationship between the two of them, but has also put herself into the role.
With that, Jing Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she only needed to wait for her to return to Jingzhou after the New Year.
He came to terms with it. Since Liu Jinghong hadn't gone back yet, he could go back and work on Zhu Xinning. Although his sister was delicious, she couldn't compare to the sisters' rice bowl.
Thinking about all this, his brow finally relaxed.
"Young Master...aren't you going back?"
Jing Zhe's reaction just now startled Hanhan, who didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Only now, seeing Jing Zhe's anger turn into a smile, did he dare to speak.
"Go back? Why don't we go back?"
"Go back...where to?"
"Of course, we're going back to Jingzhou!"
Jing Zhe laughed twice, then jumped onto the carriage.
"Ugh, those damn Wang De and those three bastards made me drink so much! I'll teach them a lesson when I see them again! My head still hurts, I'll go back and get some sleep! No wonder Fifth Sister put so many bedding in the car beforehand, she wanted me to get a good night's sleep!"
Jing Zhe climbed into the carriage and lay down dead.
"Stop standing there, let's go!"
"..."
Then, the spacious carriage, bathed in sunlight, swayed and rocked its way eastward…
...
A few days later, in Jinxi, snow fell heavily.
Prince Jin's Mansion.
"How is the situation in Liangzhou? Any news?"
The Prince of Jin sat on the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), holding a teacup and drinking hot tea.
A pretty maidservant was curled up beneath him, massaging his injured leg.
As a native of Jingzhou, Prince Jin was actually unwilling to sleep on a heated kang bed, partly because he was not used to it and partly because he disdained it.
But ever since his leg became lame, it would ache whenever it rained, snowed, or was cloudy. That's when he had someone build this heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), and he found that when he lay on it, a warm steam would rise up, and his leg wouldn't hurt as much.
These past few days, heavy snow has been falling in Jinxi, and he has been lying on it all day.
With Su Xiaoxiao gone, his lecherous nature could now be openly displayed again. Every day, he would choose the most beautiful maids to serve him. When outsiders were present, he would massage the injured leg; when no one was around, he would massage a different "leg"...
The Qingyang Sect Leader had only recently arrived, and with the heavy snowfall, Liangzhou City was under much stricter security than other cities. Therefore, the people sent there to gather information had only just returned.
After brushing the snow off his body, the Qingyang Sect Leader replied, "Prince Jin, the situation is not good."
"What, even a regiment of ten thousand heavy cavalry can't take down anyone?"
The Prince of Jin's face darkened considerably, and his tone turned cold. He roughly pressed down on the maid's head and pushed her backward, causing her to fall backward with a hard thud.
This is very much in line with the character of the Prince of Jin, who always treated women as mere playthings and had no intention of showing them any tenderness or affection.
"Get out!"
"It is... the Prince of Jin..."
Seeing the beautiful maid being treated like this, the Qingyang Sect Leader felt a little sorry for her, but he also knew the Prince of Jin's temper, so he lowered his head and pretended not to see it.
At this moment, Prince Jin put down his teacup, sat up straight, and questioned again in a cold voice: "Or is it that Huyan Lie deliberately mocked me, taking my benefits but deliberately not putting in any effort?"
"Prince Jin, Huyan Lie... is dead..."
"..."
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