Precious
The sound of wind blew through the forest. The coachman stood silently beside the man who lifted the curtain. Even without opening his eyes, Jiang Nian could sense that the coachman was afraid of the person who came.
"Why...why did you come here in person?"
"Blindfold her."
The other party did not answer him directly, but gave him an order directly.
Jiang Nian closed her eyes and listened. She felt that the man's voice was very familiar, yet a little strange, as if the tone of the sound she was used to hearing had been shifted, creating a strange feeling.
The driver didn't dare to answer, and nodded quickly, then turned and walked towards the front of the carriage. During the time he was away, the man kept holding up the curtain, his eyes silently falling on her, not knowing whether he was looking at her or looking at someone through her.
Until a pair of hands reached out in front of her, the coldness stung Jiang Nian's skin, and with not-so-gentle movements, the cloth was directly wrapped around her eyes, tied into a knot behind her head, and then she was put back in her original position.
"Sir, do you think this is okay?"
The other party did not answer. His snake-like gaze was fixed on Jiang Nian. After confirming something, he nodded slightly and said, "Continue on your journey. Don't let her escape before you reach your destination."
A very familiar feeling.
This person's tone...
The cloth that the driver wrapped around her did not contain any scent that could make people dizzy. It was probably because he wanted her to see the scenery along the next route so that she would not remember the route and run away.
Unfortunately, their expectations were too simple. They did not even check whether there were any changes in the carriage. After staying for a while on this road, they continued on their journey towards the road ahead.
These days, Jiang Nian only closed his eyes and fell asleep when it was almost dawn. The rest of the time, he kept his eyes open and kept his mind clear to prevent himself from falling asleep on the way and missing any news.
Jiang Nian was now exhausted by the long journey. Even though he had just heard a very familiar voice, he found it difficult to remember whose voice it was.
She just had a vague premonition in her heart, and before long, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in this wobbly and narrow carriage.
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Capital
The day before the operation, Jiang Nian told him that he had a bad premonition.
But Xiao Yingzhu did not have time to take action.
The carriage that Jiang Nian was riding in was only slightly different from the carriage sent by Emperor Changde. Just when Xiao Yingzhu was about to confirm which carriage Jiang Nian was riding in, the emperor's confidant found him and asked him to go to the court to meet briefly with Meng Hao to discuss matters related to Donglan.
Everyone he met that day looked as calm as usual, and the time it would take for the matter his confidant described was just the short journey from Jiang Nian's starting point to the street he had previously arranged.
Xiao Yingzhu also knew that matters of family and country could not be delayed.
Therefore, Xiao Yingzhu withdrew his gaze from the shadow of Jiang Nian and turned to walk towards the place where his confidant was standing.
It seemed like every time there was a fork in the road, such a mismatch would occur in his life.
Whether it was choosing to go out and pick medicine for his mother that day, or choosing to go his separate ways with his father on the battlefield.
They all seemed to have chosen the most urgent thing at the moment.
And all these things seemed to have foreshadowed his long period of loss and waiting.
For the most important thing, he was about to lose the third person who was important to him, or perhaps, a special person.
Xiao Yingzhu knew that his emotions were much more profound than what he let on, but because of the war, or perhaps his temperament from before, he had long been not good at expressing his emotions directly.
When he was young, they described him as aloof and arrogant. But when he grew up, they described him as aloof and unsociable, difficult to approach.
And he himself acquiesced to this.
After all, they are not important people to him, so there is no need for him to spend too much time and energy to care about them or understand their emotions.
Except for Qin Lan Taoyu and the secret guards around him, the rest were dying.
His mission is special, and those who can personally order him to go are all close to death.
Therefore, actions such as expressing emotions are hidden in life along with the burial of parents.
It was not until he met Jiang Nian that his frosty thoughts began to warm up a little.
But this is far from enough. Jiang Nian comes from another era. In this era where she is the only one who is out of tune, her need for security is much higher than that of ordinary people. She needs to repeatedly confirm her actions and try her best to leave more traces in this era.
So she will be sensitive and suspicious, she will repeatedly deny herself, and she will repeatedly think about whether she is causing trouble to others.
Therefore, he, who had not expressed his emotions for a long time, used his own way to relieve Jiang Nian's anxiety.
......Even these emotions, because he had not expressed them for a long time, gradually became unfamiliar, as if they were things that did not belong to him. When he wanted to express them, they were not so obvious and could not be easily felt by others. He needed to adapt to them.
But it was still too late.
The capital city has been hit by continuous showers in recent days, bringing with it the melancholy of passers-by on the stone streets. Many sighs and complaints are fermenting in the city, like cumulus clouds, piling up together, and when they reach the critical point, they fall down with a loud bang.
The cumulus clouds in the sky weighed heavily on the hearts of the people. Everyone had been in a bad mood these days. Even in the houses where they took shelter from the rain, everything they saw was black and white.
Mo Qing stood outside the study. It was a gloomy afternoon, and the sunlight was blocked out, leaving only a few rays of light shining through the thick clouds and refracting on the treetops.
The rain kept falling day and night. The water on the eaves condensed into a drop. The cold raindrops were blown by the wind onto the face, making the heart cold.
"master..."
Mo Qing turned his head from the weather that looked like it wouldn't be sunny today, and looked at Xiao Yingzhu, who had her eyes downcast and couldn't discern her thoughts. After a few seconds, he tentatively spoke:
"The orders issued earlier have all been issued. We will receive news in two days. These days..."
He knew that Xiao Yingzhu had always been working day and night, but in recent days, the tasks assigned to him by Emperor Changde had suddenly decreased, as if he also realized that the timing of his original instructions was too coincidental.
Part of the tasks were handed over to Meng Hao, who returned to Beijing after handing over tasks to other people at the border.
With Xiao Yingzhu's efficiency, these remaining tasks will definitely be completed within the first three days of taking over.
But now it has been several days, and no matter how much Mo Qing wants to think about it, he cannot convince himself that Xiao Yingzhu is still dealing with the matter arranged by Emperor Changde.
But the master should not get even a step closer to the battlefield.
In this way, I will study the recent situation in Donglan. In addition to providing information to Meng Hao, I will also go find Miss Jiang.
Because of the psychological scars left on the battlefield, he was the one who collected intelligence and understood the enemy situation in this battle between Donglan and Huandu. After all the complicated matters were dealt with, Xiao Yingzhu would synchronize this information with Meng Hao, and Meng Hao would continue to perform this duty and lead the troops forward.
He didn't know how to persuade her. In the overcast weather, Xiao Yingzhu's already pale and cold face looked even more like a ruthless statue, like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years. She was even more unapproachable than when he first came here.
Mo Qing, who was always good at speaking, found it difficult to speak for a moment and said those meaningless words.
After calling Xiao Yingzhu, he closed his lips silently.
What should I do?
Do we have to wait for Miss Jiang to fall from the sky?
He had not expected that after fleeing from Cang County, he would end up right under the nose of Emperor Changde in the capital.
After all, everyone was keeping a close eye on the movements of the Wu Mi people. Staying in Huandu would greatly increase the chances of being caught and killed. However, no one had the courage to walk on the tightrope and put his life on the line in this precarious situation just to take Jiang Nian away from Huandu.
Now, no one can make a direct statement as to whether Lu wants to take revenge on Jiang Nian or be taken there to pledge allegiance to the Wu Mi people.
But now the secret guards who are at the border with Meng Hao to control the situation have sent back information.
That is, Jiang Nian was not taken to the Wu Mi people, but to the military camp there and was guarded.
The military camp was located very close to a river and a cliff, making it very difficult to escape.
Mo Qing stood outside the study, looking at the raindrops still floating in the air, feeling confused for a moment.
In fact, he could also understand Xiao Yingzhu's feelings. Since his master planned to act privately, shouldn't he also equip Xiao Yingzhu with some necessary things?
Or does he just let the master do everything himself, and then he stands by and silently encourages him?
Unable to figure out how to help Xiao Yingzhu get out of her low mood and face the torment of waiting for Jiang Nian to be rescued from the military camp by Zhou Jinyu, Mo Qing turned around and was about to take a look at the study, but his sight fell on nothing.
? !
Wait, where is Xiao Yingzhu?
What if he is such a big master?
Mo Qing's pupils dilated for a moment, then he walked inside, pushed the door open and walked in, but when he looked through the window, he couldn't see anyone.
You were here just now.
Did he leave silently? Even he didn't feel any movement in the study behind him.
Mo Qing stayed in the study for a moment, his eyes falling on the table in the study.
The paper placed on top is only a thin page.
He walked over, picked up the paper and looked at it carefully.
The paper seemed to have been written only a month or two ago, and judging by the handwriting, it wasn't the owner's.
The only person who could allow the master to keep it until now and even bring it to the study in the Duke's Mansion... is Miss Jiang.
His eyes followed the handwriting on the page to the content.
The black words on the paper only occupied a few rows, and at the top was written the insect repellent formula that she had first developed and handed over to Xiao Yingzhu.
Mo Qing turned the page over and took another look. There was nothing behind it.
......
It seems like this page, or other things piled together, pull out the emotions buried deep in my heart.
What pushed Xiao Yingzhu, who had always treated others with indifference, to break the convention and step out of the frozen circle was the fleeting warmth that passed through his indifferent world.
Even if the time you have after getting it is too short, and there is still hesitation in your heart for fear of falling too deeply and ending up with nothing, you will still not hesitate, after dealing with all the things that must be decided, throw away all worries and go towards the clear goal that you have already obtained.
Mo Qing put down the paper in his hand in shock. A corner of the half-open window in front of him was blown open, and the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and a rainstorm was about to come.
From the beginning to the end, everything Xiao Yingzhu had ever owned was put aside by him. Now that he had encountered the most urgent matter, he still put these secret guards aside.
No one can take it away, no one can take it away.
The person who can touch his heart must be particularly precious.
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