Wei Tingsi shook his head indifferently, "At first I thought it was bitter, but I got used to it later, and I quite like it."
Hearing this, Zhao Shu felt a pang of sadness. How much time does it take to adapt to the habit of practicing so diligently? Some people are too lazy to even do the most basic thing like taking a hundred steps after a meal.
"Have you been in the capital all these years?" Zhao Shu asked. She had found this question strange for a long time and couldn't remember if she had asked it before, but now she suddenly wanted to know how he had managed all these years. Qin Ji was the head of Emperor Mingde's secret guards and would certainly not have left the capital, and he was Qin Ji's disciple.
If one is always in the capital but cannot go home, how cruel is that for a child? Among the sons of noble families, who among them serves the court at the tender age of sixteen?
At this time, the sons of noble families were still studying in the clan school, still looking at beautiful women on the street, and still thinking about which maid to take as a concubine.
Moreover, he has a bad reputation. Every disciple of a noble family has a good reputation, such as being learned, having a gentlemanly demeanor, and being extremely knowledgeable. But he has to bear the infamous reputation of being a god of death and a demon while he mingles among mortals.
Some even maliciously called him Emperor Mingde's lackey and henchman. Zhao Shu couldn't imagine that such a disgraceful reputation would appear on the legitimate son of a noble family.
He listened to Zhao Shu's words as if recalling something, and after a long while, he said, "Most of the time."
At this point, they fell silent. Neither of them spoke. Before they knew it, the hail had stopped, the rain had stopped, and a mountain breeze swept in. It was no longer damp and cold, but refreshing and comfortable, carrying the fragrance of nature, which made them feel relaxed and happy.
Zhao Shu walked out of the banana hut, but it was already dark. "I'm afraid there's not enough time."
She knew that the mountain roads were difficult to travel at night, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get back to the palace before dark. Next time she went out, she would definitely ask the Imperial Observatory to calculate whether it was an auspicious day.
Wei Tingsi put his hands to his mouth and whistled. Soon after, a man in gray leaped out from the mountains and knelt on one knee in front of him, saying, "Master."
"Go and fetch some bedding, dry clothes, and food for the princess." The subordinate, shrouded in gray clothes with only his eyes showing, was startled by the order.
Zhao Shu was also quite surprised that her subordinate could be used in this way...
"Get back before dark." Wei Tingsi set a time limit for the person.
Zhao Shu: ...Speechless.
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