Chapter 50 Wu Mei, with her many years of experience in disguise, women...
The last time, I was still on the city wall, staring at her back for a long time. The armor covered with snow and the red tassel on the gun were all engraved deep in my memory.
Xie Jing wondered more than once, how was she doing in the vast frontier with so many hardships?
Yu Qing's face seemed unchanged, still handsome and heroic, with bright eyes and white teeth, just as he was in the dream.
But the temperament had changed too much, making him feel a little unfamiliar.
Perhaps this is what Yu Qing is usually like, but he has never felt this way before.
The real her was stern and cold. She hadn't even smiled once during the long time we sat facing each other.
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They stayed in the palace for one night, and the next day they returned to Gusu City with Xie Jing, bid farewell to the prefect, and then set off north.
Yu Qing was riding his horse, distracted.
Yesterday she spent half the night daydreaming, her mind full of all kinds of palace secrets, and she thought about all the possibilities.
For example, Le Ji actually gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, but in order to win favor or something, Concubine Rong transferred the daughter's name to her own.
She was not their biological daughter at all, so when Qingjia died, Concubine Rong and Prince Rui were indifferent.
But there is a doubtful point, that is, Qing Jia and Rong Fei are actually very similar.
Or maybe, Concubine Rong gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. She abandoned the boy because she was afraid of the slander from the Imperial Observatory, which said that the prince born that year had the wrong fate. The child was then adopted by Le Ji.
There was also a problem because Le Ji's child was born first, and Rong Fei couldn't send the child away early.
Perhaps the hidden story is even more complicated, two children, two mothers, subterfuge, and grafting...
Or maybe Rong Fei and Na Le Ji are lost biological sisters with the same face...
She really couldn't convince herself that it was all just a coincidence.
If she doesn't find the truth, she might be entangled forever. No one understands her stubbornness better than herself.
She needed an answer that would convince her.
How else could one explain the existence of two people so similar in the world? Unless...
Yu Qing was even more irrational. She realized that if she didn't figure it out, she might go crazy.
For example, she had been secretly observing Xie Jing and had confirmed many times that he was indeed a man.
With her many years of experience in disguising herself as a man, no woman would pretend to be so genuine.
And she knew Qingjia very well; Yu Qing had held her, slept with her, and even kissed her. Putting aside her height and build, Qingjia's temperament and demeanor made it difficult for her to pretend to be a man.
But once Xie Jing was out of sight, she couldn't help but doubt, and the two faces kept overlapping in her mind.
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An official named Li who was traveling with them was a chatterbox who was very good at flattery. On the way here, he tried to get close to Yu Qing, but Yu Qing ignored him.
Now, the person he was courting had changed, and he kept asking about Xie Jing's well-being. After a long time, Yu Qing vaguely heard it several times and felt that Xie Jing was really patient.
"General, General?"
Yu Qing controlled the horse to walk a few steps slowly, parallel to the rear car window, and signaled with his eyes: What's wrong?
"It's not warm outside now, and the speed is the same anyway," Xie Jing said, "How about taking a ride in the carriage?"
Yu Qing said: "No need."
She rode her horse back to the front, and Xie Jing slowly lowered the curtain.
"Don't mind. Young Marquis Yu has always been like this. He has a good family background and a high official position, so he is naturally arrogant," said Minister Li. "Even when the prince comes, he has to be given some face. No one else can say anything."
Xie Jing had been annoyed by this man for a long time. His two asymmetrical mustaches were really frustrating.
Now, hearing him say bad things about Yu Qing behind her back, her expression turned colder and she said, "I actually think the prince has a very good character."
"...Oh, oh, yes, it's good, of course it's very good," Minister Li immediately changed his tone when he saw something was wrong, "Straightforward and open-minded, there aren't many true gentlemen like this in the world..."
Xie Jing: “…”
No wonder he was able to become an official, he really knows how to adapt to the situation.
He had no intention of responding. He supported his forehead with his hands and lowered his eyes listlessly, pretending to close his eyes and rest. Only then did Minister Li calm down a lot.
Xie Jing didn't know what he was expecting. Intellectually, he knew very well that under the current circumstances, Yu Qing had no reason to be kind to him.
He was no longer the princess waiting for her husband in the small courtyard, and Yu Qing was no longer the considerate husband. When Qingjia died, the fragile red thread had been broken.
The past is over.
He gained an open and honest identity that could be exposed in broad daylight, but the price he paid was the warmth he once had.
But... he hadn't gotten uglier than before. This face must have some use for her, right? Isn't it easy to empathize with similar things?
Faced with her lukewarm attitude, he was a little unsure.
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All Yu Qing wanted in his heart was to return to the capital as soon as possible, report to the Emperor and Prince Rui, and then find out the secret of the prince and princess's life experience.
The carriage was not going fast, so we had to slow down.
The longer she traveled with Xie Jing, the more anxious she felt.
In fact, the carriages were moving at about the same speed both ways, and it wasn't Xie Jing's fault. It was just that Xie Jing's presence was so strong that she couldn't help but blame him.
In the evening, several people stayed at an inn in the city and booked two floors of guest rooms in advance. After everything was arranged, Yu Qing ordered some food and asked the inn to deliver it to the upper rooms. The remaining guards took turns to eat downstairs.
There was a guard guarding the door of Xie Jing's room. When the waiter came to clear the plates, Yu Qing passed by and glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
It looked like it had been touched, and the taste was obviously different from Qingjia.
Xie Jing, who was in the room, saw her through the half-open door and took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, General, is there anything you need from me?"
Yu Qing shook his head and then asked, "I didn't notice just now that there was meat in the food. Young Master was once a pure cultivator, so you don't have any concerns?"
Xie Jing said, "Oh, it's no problem."
He added: "I spent many years in the temple, and the food was so poor and bland. Now everything tastes delicious to me."
Yu Qing: “…”
Another question occurred to her: "However, since you have been living in the temple all this time, why do you keep your hair so long?"
Xie Jing explained, "After my master told me my life story, I started growing my hair. He said I would return to the mortal world anyway, so it would be good to grow my three thousand strands of hair sooner rather than later."
He was gentle and sincere, answered every question, and could not be faulted.
Yu Qing took another look at his expression, then replied lightly, "Okay," and turned to leave.
Later, she went to feed her horse. Her horse was a thousand-mile majestic horse that often galloped across the mountains and plains. It was a little unhappy after following the carriage for several days.
It felt better only after eating half a basket of sweet radishes.
Yu Qing returned to the inn and found Xie Jing sitting in the hall with several guards. He frowned.
"Why did you come down, sir?"
There were two small bottles on the table, emitting the aroma of fermented glutinous rice.
Xie Jing said, "This is fermented rice wine I bought from the shop next door. It's very sweet. Would you like to try it, sir? I'll give you a bowl."
Seeing him pretending to serve himself, Yu Qing frowned and gestured to stop. The others immediately fell silent.
Xie Jing's hand paused.
He rarely saw Yu Qing like this, with the neat and decisive demeanor of a superior, and a certain majesty in every move he made.
You know, Yu Qing used to speak softly and whispered, and she would agree to anything he asked.
"You are of high status, so it's best not to eat out casually. You will be required to undergo inspection in the future." Yu Qing said calmly.
The few words seemed very polite and the voice was not loud, but for some reason they made others dare not breathe.
A guard at the back immediately stepped forward to admit his mistake: "I know I was wrong. I was careless and didn't realize it. I will keep it in mind in the future."
Yu Qing said: "Yeah."
Xie Jing was stunned for a moment. He said, "...I just had someone buy it for me on a whim. I don't blame them."
Yu Qing just glanced at him and said nothing. Xie Jing immediately understood what she meant: It has nothing to do with you, there's no need to get involved.
Xie Jing: “…”
It was not until she walked steadily up the stairs and disappeared at the end of the second-floor corridor that the people below recovered from the silence.
Xie Jing had no choice but to say to the guard, "I'm sorry."
Everyone knew Xie Jing's status, and the guard hadn't expected this nobleman to actually apologize to him. He hurriedly said, "You're being too kind. It's nothing serious. It was my fault for not doing my job well."
Xie Jing said, "...but your general is angry, what should we do?"
Several people looked at each other and explained, "No, the general was just giving normal instructions. He was not targeting anyone, but the matter itself. This is the way it always is."
Xie Jing: “…Okay.”
He thought to himself, if this wasn't considered anger, then how terrible would she be when she really got angry?
In the past, Yu Qing treated him so well that he had the illusion that even if she was not his wife, it would not be too difficult to find a way to get close to her again.
Only now did he realize that he was too arrogant.
Bringing the fermented rice wine back to the room, Xie Jing tasted it dejectedly and found it not sweet at all.
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Yu Qing in the room was also thinking secretly at this moment.
Just now she felt that she was just doing her job, and there was no need to be extra polite to her personal guards. Normally in the army, they all obeyed orders and followed instructions.
However, Xie Jing's slightly stunned look at that moment actually made her a little hesitant.
He glanced at himself cautiously, wanting to say something but stopping himself, as if he was frightened.
She's not very fierce, is she?
Besides, it’s not aimed at him, so what is he afraid of?
She couldn't help but feel that this delicate prince was a little difficult to serve, but for some reason, she could never forget what Xie Jing looked like at that time.
Yu Qing asked someone to bring some water, washed his face, calmed down, undressed and prepared to rest.
However, her insomnia problem came back tonight. She lay down for about half an hour but still couldn't fall asleep.
Even she felt a little impatient. Finally, she stood up, sighed, rubbed her eyebrows, and then pushed the door open silently.
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I vaguely heard two knocks of the gong outside, it was the second watch.
Xie Jing didn't sleep at all, his mind was full of Yu Qing. Although he was indeed surprised at first, but after thinking about it over and over again, he felt that the cold Yu Qing was also very charming. The sharp aura between his eyebrows could overwhelm people and make them tremble at the same time.
I thought about a lot of random things and even made my cheeks hot.
Then, he began to feel uneasy again, thinking that according to Yu Qing's attitude, he might not be able to impress her just by relying on a glamorous identity and good looks.
What if she won't recognize herself at all in the future?
Just thinking about this possibility, Xie Jing felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
In this way, his face turned red and white, and he could perform an entire play by himself.
If he really parted ways with her in this life, Xie Jing would never be willing to accept it until his death.
He buried his face in his palms, took a deep breath, and suddenly an inexplicable fighting spirit was ignited.
Yu Qing had loved him in the past. Could she have forgotten the princess's past love so quickly? She had said she would never forget. He had a better chance than others. What he had been able to do before might be possible in the future. He couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
Xie Jing has been living in seclusion in Jiangnan for the past two years. In order to get better as soon as possible, he has been resting well and has a regular daily routine and diet.
Ever since he received a carrier pigeon a few days in advance and knew who was coming to Jiangnan, he started to have trouble sleeping.
We spent most of the day going down the mountain and then on the road. The carriage was bumpy for a long time, and my mind was in turmoil. An old ailment that hadn't occurred for a while seemed to be triggered a little, and I felt a dull pain in the bones.
The upper room of the inn was not very spacious and the room was a bit stuffy, so he simply put on his clothes and went to the corridor to get some fresh air.
In the silence, Xie Jing walked out of the room, took a few steps, and then stopped.
At the corner at the end of the corridor, a window was open. A man was leaning against the window, one leg propped up, with a small wine jug in his hand.
The person heard the sound and turned around. Her hair was untied, its long black hair loose, and the moonlight behind her gave her outline a soft silver edge.
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