In a remote thatched house in Qinggu, Wei Wuji put away the tables, chairs, and mattresses in the house, and then walked out of the house. He knew that if he left, he might not come back for a long time.
Wei Wuji walked to the mountain wall behind the house and punched out, causing countless rocks to shatter. His palms penetrated the hard mountain wall.
When the gravel fell, a black spear appeared in Wei Wuji's hand.
The whole body of the spear was black, and it was unknown what kind of wood it was made of. The pitch-black head of the spear flashed with cold light, and a cluster of white tassels fluttered in the wind.
This spear has been dormant for more than ten years, and today it finally appeared again.
"Master, wait for me!"
...
In the distant Kyoto, Qiu Ruoruo looked at the clouds in the sky, but her thoughts were about things thousands of miles away.
It's early spring, the weather in Kyoto has turned warm, and many flowers have bloomed in the yard. Qiu Ruoruo looked at the flowers, and the figures of the two teenagers appeared in her mind. If Yu Zhi were here, he would definitely pick a flower and put it on Qiu Ruoruo's head.
Qiu Ruoruo thought about it, but couldn't help but said angrily: "Two bad brothers, they have been in Beiliang Mansion for so many days, but they didn't even get a letter."
"That's it, Brother Xiaoyu. I have a wife and forget about my sister, Brother Ye... Oh, I can't count on Brother Ye. This ice-like temper has ruined this good skin."
At this moment, Qiu An, the housekeeper of the Qiu Mansion, walked into the courtyard and said to Qiu Ruoruo: "Miss, the third prince Xiao Jingyu is here to visit. The old master asked you to go out and receive him."
Qiu Ruoruo's eyebrows knitted into a ball, her expression slightly unhappy. "Grandpa An, why do these three princes come to Qiu Mansion all the time since they returned to Beijing? They don't look for my father, but only come to see me. It's really annoying."
Although she said she was unwilling, Qiu Ruoruo followed Qian Qiu'an out of the yard.
Qiu An bowed her body and said with a smile: "The young lady has a pretty face. I think His Highness the Third Prince must have fallen in love with the young lady."
Qiu Ruoruo was startled, her steps stagnated, and she immediately said to Qiu An: "Come on, don't talk such nonsense. I don't want this bad luck to happen to me."
After that, Qiu Ruoruo turned and left.
Qiu An stood there and sighed helplessly. Why does the lady's tone sound familiar? Tsk, Master Xiao Yu, oh, how could such a good girl be led astray by him?
What Qiu An said was not groundless. In the past few days, Xiao Jingyu had been running diligently to the Qiu Mansion. There were rumors in Chaozhongfang that something good was about to happen between the third prince and the young lady of the Qiu family.
Even if Qiu Ruoruo heard it, she pretended not to hear it. Even if the third prince is interested, I, Qiu Ruoruo, am still unwilling to marry.
In the flower hall, Xiao Jingyu was wearing a dark blue robe, drinking tea and waiting quietly. He picked off a small yellow flower that had just bloomed, smelled it, and showed a pleasant expression.
Qiu Ruoruo, a famous talented woman in Kyoto, is worthy of my Highness.
King Xiang Ji of Chu asked him to come back to Kyoto, so he came back. Under the eyes of his father, Xiao Jingyu behaved very well. He only went to Baiweiju to eat and practice martial arts in the mansion all day long. In recent days, he has a new place to go - Qiu Mansion.
Qiu Ruoruo walked into the flower hall, saw Xiao Jingyu, and also saw the yellow flower in his hand.
"Ruoruo."
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, you are welcome from afar."
"Ruoruo, you and I don't have to be so outspoken. I call you Ruoruo, and you can just call me by my name."
However, Qiu Ruoruo refused and said: "Your Highness, as the old saying goes: king, king, minister, father, father, son, son. Your Highness is the royal family, and the Qiu family is the ministers. Naturally, Ruoruo cannot violate the etiquette."
Hearing this, a hint of imperceptible anger flashed in Xiao Jingyu's eyes. He didn't like to be rejected, and no one had ever been able to reject him.
"Since Ruoruo said so, then I won't force it, His Highness."
Hypocrisy...How could Qiu Ruoruo not see Xiao Jingyu's character? Just now he said there was no need to see anyone outside, but now he calls himself "Your Highness". For example, just now she was calling Xiao Tiantian, but in the blink of an eye she was putting on airs.
Qiu Ruoruopi sat on the chair with a smile. "Your Highness, why are you here today?"
Xiao Jingyu took a sip of tea, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness of being rejected just now, and said: "I heard from the servants in the mansion that there are a lot of flowers blooming beside the ancient trees in Linquan. I would like to invite Ruoruo to go with me. Take a tour.”
Xiao Jingyu looked at Qiu Ruoruo with burning eyes. If it were any other woman, she would definitely agree to Xiao Jingyu’s request impatiently. But this is Qiu Ruoruo, the woman who has been rejecting him from the beginning.
But today, Qiu Ruoruo's answer is still rejection. Said: "Your Highness must have misheard the rumors. The spring scenery over the ancient trees in Linquan will not be beautiful for another month. I am afraid it is too early to go now."
"Oh?" Xiao Jingyu pretended to be surprised, "It seems that I heard it wrong."
"It's no wonder. His Highness has been away from Kyoto all year round, so it's normal for him not to know the facts in Kyoto." After Qiu Ruoruo finished speaking, she just drank tea by herself and lost interest in talking.
The two sat quietly, Qiu Ruoruo always keeping a light smile, gentle and dignified.
This has been the case for both of them for several days. After a few short conversations, there was only silence. The more interested Xiao Jingyu became, the more bored Qiu Ruoruo became. She doesn't like this hypocritical person. He is not as good-looking as Brother Ye, and not as interesting as Brother Xiaoyu.
Yu Zhi: Bah, am I not handsome?
After a long silence like yesterday, Xiao Jingyu finally felt a little bored. He never needed to flatter others. Facing Qiu Ruoruo's "iron wall"-like defense, Xiao Jingyu felt unable to make a move.
After a while, Xiao Jingyu's patience was exhausted.
"Ruoruo, my highness has something to do, so I'll leave now. I'll visit you another day."
Qiu Ruoruo immediately stood up and said: "Then I will see off His Highness." There was no such thing as retention.
After waiting for Xiao Jingyu to leave, Qiu Ruoruo looked at the scattered small yellow flowers on the floor of the flower hall and said, "Grandpa An, let someone clean it."
Immediately, Qiu Ruoruo walked towards the small courtyard to the east.
Today, it’s time to have a heart-to-heart talk with grandpa.
Xiao Jingyu left and went directly to Baiweiju, where he saw Xiao Jinghong, the eldest son of Prince Zhao.
From Xiang Jinghao's words, Xiao Jingyu knew what Xiao Jinghong was thinking. But what puzzled Xiao Jingyu was that after he returned to Beijing, Xiao Jinghong never visited him once.
What does this mean? First, he told Xiang Jinghao that he wanted to surrender to him, but now he has no intention of surrendering. A wallflower?
Xiao Jingyu looked at Xiao Jinghong sitting opposite and took a light sip of wine.
"Your Highness, this is a good wine from Baiweiju. It has great staying power and needs to be tasted slowly." Xiao Jinghong advised, picking up the wine glass and pouring another glass for Xiao Jingyu.
Xiao Jingyu said: "Jinghong, Your Highness heard from Jing Hao that you are willing to take refuge in His Highness. Is this true?"
Jamel Xiao's hand in pouring wine suddenly stopped. After being stunned for a moment, he put down the bottle and looked at Xiao Jingyu seriously.
"Your Highness..."
Half an hour later, a burst of hearty laughter came from the two people's box.
After Xiao Jingyu left, a figure walked out of the box next door and walked into Xiao Jinghong's box.
"Your Majesty." Meng Duanzhang saluted.
"Sir, please sit down." Xiao Jingyu raised his hand and said, "Sir, did you hear it just now? What do you think, sir?"
Meng Duanzhang nodded with a wry smile, held the wine glass, paused, and then put down the wine glass.
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is indeed as straight-forward as the rumors say. But in Baiweiju, there is no fear that the walls have ears. If you say he is upright, he might as well be stupid. From what I see below, this is not a wise master."
Meng Duanzhang made a judgment on Xiao Jingyu with just one sentence.
Why didn't Xiao Jinghong understand? With just a few words, he had a general understanding of Xiao Jingyu's temperament.
"But in the current situation, the third prince accounts for 70%. The Chu King's military generals are all supporters of the third prince. Recently, many civil servants have secretly visited the third prince's house. Now that he intends to win over, I have no choice but to Agree."
Meng Duanzhang looked at Jamel Xiao who looked helpless, as if his eyes had seen through his thoughts. Meng Duanzhang lowered his head to drink, listening to the helpless sigh, but he thought in his heart: Is the promise sincere, or is it a pretense?
...
"Are you awake?" The woman in green glanced at Yu Zhi, took out the sweet potatoes from the fire, and threw them to Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi propped himself up and sat up. After being taken away by the woman in green clothes last night, he passed out until it was already dawn.
He glanced around. This was a cave, and a woman in green was sitting opposite, eating a roasted sweet potato.
Yu Zhi picked up the sweet potatoes on the ground, pushed aside the burnt skin, and wolfed them down. From yesterday to now, Yu Zhi has not had any water and is really hungry.
After eating, Yu Zhi said: "Who are you?"
The woman in green looked at Yu Zhi, showed a sly smile, and said, "Yu Zhi, do you really not know me?"
Yu Zhi thought for a while and looked at the extremely agile woman in green in front of him, "Sorry, I have no impression."
The woman in green clothes said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, we will get to know each other later. My name is Yan Yi."
Yu Zhi suddenly thought of something, got up and walked towards the outside of the cave, looking around. It is now noon, will Qing Huan and the others have been attacked by the Ye family...
Yan Yi stood behind Yu Zhi and said, "Don't worry, the Ye family is still looking for someone, which means Ye Qinghuan and the others are fine."
With that said, Yan Yi threw away the sweet potato in his hand that had been roasted as black as charcoal. Bah, bah, bah, it’s really unpalatable. Why can’t it taste that good when grilled?
Yan Yi thought in his mind and looked at Yu Zhi in front of him.
But Yu Zhi was only worried about Ye Qinghuan. If Ye Zhong and others find Ye Qinghuan, they will definitely kill him.
"Miss Yan, I will repay you for your life-saving grace in the future, but I will take the first step."
Yan Yi stopped him and said, "Wait a minute. I saved you twice, and now you want to leave?"
Yu Zhi smiled bitterly. He knew in his heart that this was not good, but Ye Qinghuan was in a very dangerous situation. "What do you want, Miss Yan?"
"If you want to find Ye Qinghuan, I can help you." Yan Yi smiled softly, and the bell in her hand swayed, as pleasant as her laughter.
Yu Zhi felt happy, "Thank you so much, Miss Yan."
"You just trust me so much? What if I have bad intentions?" Yan Yi joked.
Yu Zhi was startled and said: "Girl, you saved me twice and never hurt me. How could you have bad intentions?"
"Tch." Yan Yi took out a blue paper crane from his sleeve and placed it in the palm of his left hand. He blew out a gentle breath from his warm red lips, and the blue paper crane in his palm flapped its wings and flew up.
"Follow it, it will lead us to Ye Qinghuan."
"Us? You want to follow me?"
"Hmm, do you still dislike your savior?"
Yu Zhi didn't dare to answer. This was the first time that he was suppressed by a woman other than Li Qingru.
