As soon as Mr. Dong and Zhao Cheng left, two people came to knock on the door.
Zhou Rushuang thought it was Zhao Cheng and Mr. Dong who had returned, but when he opened the courtyard door, he found that he did not recognize these two people.
"You must have found the wrong family. This is the Zhao family." Zhou Rushuang's eyes were wary.
The two people standing outside the door are both in their twenties. One wears a black and white forehead wipe and looks like a samurai. The other is a little thin. It is almost winter and is still shaking. fan.
"Zhao's family? Is it Zhao Cheng's family?" asked the man holding the fan.
Zhou Rushuang thought he was a friend Zhao Cheng had made outside, so he said, "He is my husband."
"So, you are Zhou Rushuang?"
The person holding the fan revealed Zhou Rushuang's name, which surprised Zhou Rushuang. Before she could say anything, the man holding the fan introduced himself: "My surname is Bai, Bai Jingtao."
The man dressed as a warrior standing next to him also said: "I am Meng Zhiyuan."
Zhou Rushuang shook his head: "I don't know you two. Mr. Lang is not at home now. If you two want to look for him, please go inside and wait for a while."
Bai Jingtao and Meng Zhiyuan looked at each other and stepped into the courtyard.
Bai Jingtao and Meng Zhiyuan entered the room. They did not sit down. Instead, they looked around the room and saw no one else. Then they said to Zhou Rushuang, "We are not here to find Zhao Cheng, but to find you."
"Looking for me?" Zhou Rushuang looked at the two of them with some confusion.
Bai Jingtao glanced at Meng Zhiyuan and said to Zhou Rushuang: "You have been growing up in Zhoujia Village. You only have one grandfather named Zhou An, right?"
Zhou Rushuang nodded.
Bai Jingtao took out a piece of brocade handkerchief from his arms and put it on the table, and said, "If it's correct, you should have half a piece of brocade handkerchief in your hand, which will just be combined with this half piece."
As soon as Zhou Rushuang saw the square folded brocade handkerchief, she immediately thought of the brocade handkerchief that Mr. Dong had given her, saying that it was left to her by her grandfather for her to keep properly.
Zhou Rushuang was afraid of losing something, so she kept hiding in the half-brick hole of the altar.
"What does this mean?" Zhou Rushuang felt that her mind was a little confused and she couldn't figure it out.
Bai Jingtao glanced at Zhou Rushuang and said, "Actually, your surname is not Zhou, but Tantai, and your name is Tantai Wushuang."
Zhou Rushuang shook her head, not knowing what to say. She instinctively didn't want to believe what this fan said, but this half piece of brocade handkerchief and the half piece she had hidden under the altar, almost no need to compare, she knew that they could be combined into one piece. .
Because Zhou Rushuang's half of the brocade handkerchief was not a square piece, but was torn apart, with one edge going diagonally. When Zhou Rushuang was a child, she took out the brocade handkerchief and cried countless times at night, missing the one who left her too early. grandfather.
The piece placed on the table happened to have a slanted edge.
"Tantai Zongyou is your father, and he is also one of the kings with different surnames in Dachen, King Lu. Fourteen years ago, the nine tribes were killed because of rebellion, and you are the only one left."
Bai Jingtao's words were like thunder, falling on Zhou Rushuang's ears, leaving her at a loss.
"No! No! No!" Tears fell from Zhou Rushuang's eyes, and she didn't know what to say.
These years of suffering have made Zhou Rushuang mature early. She knew that she was an orphan, but she always imagined that one day her parents would appear in front of her.
Even if it's not her parents, maybe an uncle or some relative will find her.
This belief is like a small light in the dark night, which has always supported this little girl to survive.
After buying back Zhao Cheng, life had just begun to get better. Zhou Rushuang woke up at night, often thinking that he was living on a straw mat in a ruined temple. Therefore, she cherishes her current life even more.
However, the two people who came to her door today, with just a few words, shattered the hope she had held on to for fourteen years, and also shattered the hard-won peaceful life she had just gained.
At this time Zhou Rushuang's emotions were full of disappointment, pain and fear. She didn't want to listen to these two people anymore and ran out of the room crying.
When Meng Zhiyuan saw Zhou Rushuang breaking down and crying, he couldn't help but said to Bai Jingtao: "If you hit the princess like this, won't she hate you in the future?"
Bai Jingtao slowly closed his fan: "What do you know? How can the daughter of King Lu be an idle person? If she can't even withstand this blow, how can she inherit the throne in the future?"
Meng Zhiyuan curled his lips: "I don't believe that Uncle Shi will regard a woman as the emperor."
Bai Jingtao was not to be outdone: "In the previous dynasty, when Wu Zhao became emperor, there was no resistance from the world. Besides, my father is my father, and I am me."
Bai Jingtao looked very serious when he said this.
Meng Zhiyuan's eyes widened: "You can't, right? Do you really want to make the princess your emperor?"
Bai Jingtao took a deep breath: "It's too early to say this now, but we are all working towards that direction, aren't we?"
"Perhaps one day, when the Bai family of Changqing raises the banner of righteousness again and gathers under the command of King Lu, as long as the princess does not give up, I, Bai Jingtao, am willing to lead the horse to the ground and lead the way for the king!"
Meng Zhiyuan also became serious. He and Bai Jingtao grew up together and knew this best friend very well. Once he showed this look, it was obvious that he was serious.
Bai Jingtao looked at the half-opened brocade handkerchief on the table, sighed, and said to Meng Zhiyuan: "Let's go, I believe the princess will have some sense of discretion."
Zhou Rushuang saw Bai Jingtao and Meng Zhiyuan coming out, bowed to her in the yard, and then they went out.
She didn't have anything on her mind at this time, she just kept crying. She hopes that Mr. Dong and Zhao Cheng will come back soon. Only when she sees them will her heart feel at ease.
Mr. Dong and Zhao Cheng walked back along the river. It was already dinner time.
Zhao Cheng originally stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but he didn't expect that with a gentle push, the courtyard door opened without a latch.
Zhou Rushuang did not greet her happily as usual. Zhao Cheng clearly saw her in the yard, but did not say hello when he saw her. Instead, he hurried back to the house.
Zhao Cheng thought in his mind, this little girl asked me to try on clothes in the afternoon, but I refused, so she must be angry.
Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled. It seems that no matter how big or small a girl is, she always needs to be coaxed. Anyway, let's try that dress. If it doesn't work, just wear it for a few days and wait for her freshness to wear off.
Mr. Dong shouted: "Is it time for dinner? I'm hungry."
Zhao Cheng only heard Zhou Rushuang respond in the room: "Just a moment, I'll make dinner right now."
So dinner hasn’t been cooked yet? Zhao Cheng said quickly: "Then don't do it. I'll go to Dashun Zhai and bring back some food to eat."
He listened carefully, and surprisingly Zhou Rushuang didn't stop him. This was rare. Zhou Rushuang, who was usually careful and thrifty, would definitely think that the food outside was too expensive.
