Chapter 59 His chance has come
His chance has come.
Pei Huaiguang recalled that when he was young, he quietly buried himself in the snow for nearly two days in order to hunt a wild deer.
When the wild deer stepped across the meadow where he was lying in ambush, the vibrant rhythm of their movement made his frozen blue skin feel warm and eager.
When he found the opportunity and killed the wild deer with his own hands, the hot blood splashed on his face. He still remembers the pounding heart and the extremely excited feeling.
But all the feelings in the past cannot compare to this moment.
Pei Huaiguang had already decided that this time, he would make her return to him willingly, become his wife, share his life and death. With this opportunity now at hand, the days of waiting, like a blunt knife constantly opening a healing wound and grinding the flesh within—a wait that wasn't particularly painful but was unbearable—had finally come to an end.
I don't know when she will come...
No, Tongcheng and Jinling are so far apart, it would be dangerous for a weak woman like her to travel alone.
Pei Huaiguang had completely forgotten how many spies he had planted in Tongcheng. Given his previous instructions, how could they possibly watch Wu Jingxun set out on his own?
The other members of the Queming Guard were a little uncomfortable when they saw their commander's handsome face, which always looked so gloomy that it looked like it could drip with water, suddenly brighten up.
They had been practicing for a while and had developed a reaction. When they saw Pei Huaiguang, their skin unconsciously tightened.
Someone brave enough noticed Pei Huaiguang's hurried steps and asked, "Sir, are you going into the palace?"
He entered the palace with such an expression. Does the saint want to marry the princess to him?
Pei Huaiguang glanced at them quickly and shook his head: "Private matter."
After hearing this, the others became more active.
Personal matters? Considering the commander's eagerness to take root in Quemingwei, what personal matters could he possibly have?
But Pei Huaiguang obviously didn't have the patience to answer their questions anymore.
He strode hurriedly out of the lobby of Quemingwei and came to the stable. Bai Zhenzhu was chewing grass lazily, but when she saw her master coming, she spat out the grass in her mouth with a few mouthfuls.
Time to go out and eat fresh grass!
Seeing that Bai Zhenzhu became energetic in an instant, Pei Huaiguang touched its mane with satisfaction, jumped on the horse, and its strong waist looked exceptionally smooth.
"Let's go and find your mistress."
White Pearl rides on all fours in the wind, no matter who you go to find, as long as it can go out, it's fine!
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Tongcheng
A woman carrying a basket made a detour to Lao Huai Ji. Seeing the door firmly shut, she expressed disappointment: "What's wrong with the owner? He hasn't opened the door for a few days. My daughter wants to try their red date cakes and has been pestering me for days."
It’s not that she doesn’t want to buy it, it’s that she can’t buy it!
The waiter from the shop next door was standing at the doorway, shouting. He heard the woman mumbling and said kindly, "Auntie, I advise you not to buy from here. Their food is killing people! They've arrested people, and the young shopkeeper is so anxious that he's trying to find connections everywhere, but there's nothing he can do."
The woman was startled, not caring about being called "Auntie" by the waiter. She glanced at the three words "Lao Huai Ji" on the sign with disgust and spat, "I thought it was something good, but it made my child greedy, and it turned out that there was something filthy in it! Oh my god—"
The woman shook her head and left. The waiter looked at the closed door of the shop and felt sorry for it.
The shopkeeper next door was very beautiful, a beauty he had never seen in a small place like Tongcheng. Even if he couldn't marry such a beauty, it would be a happy thing to have her around him every day and look at her more often.
Unfortunately, she was favored by the bully leader. Now, I am afraid that the next step will be to be carried back in a sedan chair to become someone else's concubine, right?
The waiter sighed for a while, and when he noticed the shop owner's warning glance, he started to sell his goods obediently again.
"Delicious sugar-roasted chestnuts—each one is so sticky and sweet!"
It is still the season when water freezes into ice. The fragrant white mist in the streets is quickly blown away by the wind.
Wu Jingxun pulled his cloak closer, carefully brushed off the ferocious guards at the prison gate, and walked in carrying the basket.
Cuiping leaned against the wall. It was late winter and she was only wearing a thin prison uniform. The bloodstains had spread across large patches of red flowers. The more brilliantly the flowers bloomed, the faster Cuiping's life would slip away.
Wu Jingxun quickly turned her head and wiped the tears from her face.
What is she so stubborn about? What is she so stubborn about?
He knew clearly that a scourge like her would make anyone unhappy if they got close to her.
"Cui Ping, Cui Ping."
As she called out softly, Cuiping woke up. She was startled when she saw Wu Jingxun's gentle but pale smiling face, but there was nothing around her that could cover the scars on her body.
There was only stale straw.
Wu Jingxun noticed her subconscious action, suppressed the bitterness in his eyes, opened the food box, and took out the contents: "I made you your favorite white sugar cake, try it and see if it tastes good."
The gap in the prison bars was just wide enough for her to fit one hand in.
Cuiping reached out and took the piece of steaming sugar cake. She used up all her strength before she tremblingly lifted the sugar cake in front of her and took a bite.
"It's delicious." Cuiping's face looked grim, but her eyes were bright. "My wife's cooking skills are still so good."
Wu Jingxun pretended to be relaxed and said, "White sugar cakes are best eaten hot right out of the pot. You can just make do with it today. I'll make it for you next time we go home."
The smile on Cuiping's face slowly disappeared.
Wu Jingxun lowered his head and didn't look at her.
"My lady, please go. Leave here."
Cuiping felt pain all over her body, but her heart hurt even more after she guessed Wu Jingxun's next decision.
She shed tears in panic and murmured, "Why does God always make you suffer... We have already left Jinling."
But Tongcheng is not their comfort zone.
The son of the county magistrate accidentally saw Wu Jingxun and was immediately struck by her beauty. He insisted on marrying her as his concubine. When Wu Jingxun refused, he became furious and devised a scheme, falsely claiming that one of his servants had been poisoned by eating cakes from their shop. He then had Cuiping arrested and thrown into jail.
Wu Jingxun's hands, which were gripping the fence tightly, showed clearly the purple veins.
Cuiping looked at her face, which was also extremely haggard, and repeated, "Madam, let's go."
"Cui Ping, I..." Wu Jingxun swallowed the sob in his throat, held her hand tightly, and forced a smile, "Don't worry. I'll think of a way, there will definitely be a way."
Cuiping was willing to sacrifice herself and let her escape alone.
But how could she watch Cuiping, who had grown up with her, die in such a cold place?
After leaving the prison, Wu Jingxun saw a sedan chair not far away.
The county magistrate's son was named Sun Hucheng, and the person standing beside the sedan waiting was his right-hand man, Li San.
Li San saw the pale but beautiful woman coming out of the dark and cramped prison. A look of surprise and vulgarity flashed in his eyes, and he walked forward with a smile: "Sixth Aunt, let's go."
Once she gets married, won’t she be the young master’s sixth concubine?
Wu Jingxun didn't even glance at him and got into the sedan chair with an expressionless face.
Li San was ignored, but he didn't care. He sniffed the faint fragrance lingering in the air with fascination and raised his hand: "Lift the sedan!"
Seeing the sedan chair leaving, the spies hiding nearby became a little anxious.
Why is the commander walking so slowly? If he doesn't hurry up, the future commander's wife will be entering the bridal chamber with another man!
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