Chu Yue stroked the thin silver bracelet on her wrist that her grandmother had given her when they first met.
After wearing it for three years, I got used to it. I kept it on my hand and never took it off, and I never thought about changing it to another bracelet.
For a moment, her red lips moved slightly.
"She is a noble concubine. If I could resist, I would have resisted when we were in Nanping Town. Now we have arrived in the capital and are already on their territory. We don't have to walk a few steps away. Let's go and take a look first. When the time comes, Let’s play it by ear.”
Even according to the hierarchy, the imperial concubine's rank is higher than that of the county chief. What's more, Xiao Guifei is still the emperor's concubine.
She didn't dare to be careless.
Ningdong pursed his lips and said no more.
But I was thinking in my heart.
If my uncle's title on the Golden List was reused by His Majesty the Emperor, would Concubine Xiao still be so arrogant towards the young lady?
Because of the imperial concubine's token, the carriage entered the capital smoothly. Two-quarters of an hour later, the carriage arrived at a side gate of the palace along the main road at the city gate.
Chu Yue opened the curtain of the car window and looked out. This was the first time she saw the imperial palace, the center of power in the Nanyuan Kingdom. The people who lived behind this wall controlled the lifeblood of the people of the entire Nanyuan Kingdom.
The tall brick-red city wall in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Ahead, Zhao Shicai got off the carriage and said something to the guard at the palace gate. After the guard nodded in agreement, he turned around and walked towards the carriage where Chu Yue was.
"Miss Cousin, we have to walk the next way to Changqiu Palace."
The title Miss Biao was something that Zhao Shicai had discussed with Chu Yue on the road. It was just a unilateral discussion by Zhao Shicai. Seeing that Chu Yue didn't speak at that time, he just thought she had acquiesced.
Chu Yue nodded, looking very confident, and got out of the carriage with Ningdong's help. She followed Zhao Shicai into the palace through the tall palace gate and walked along the long palace road.
Ningdong followed Chu Yue, looking around with a wary face, and braced himself.
…
About half an hour after a group of people entered the palace, another carriage came with a heavy dust and stopped in front of the palace gate.
Zhang Zheng got off the carriage with Heimu's help.
He touched his body up and down with his hands, and then he remembered that his token had been given to Chu Yue the year before last.
"Oops!"
Kuroki watched his movements and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Zheng looked at him and gave a somewhat embarrassed fake cough, "The token is on the girl, and I don't know if she wears it on weekdays. The guard looks strange. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort for us to enter the palace."
Kuroki looked at the unreliable old man in front of him, twitching the corners of his lips, but in the end he did not say any unpleasant words.
Half a month ago, as soon as Chu Yue left, Lu Yufang conveyed to him the words Chu Yue asked her to bring to him before leaving.
He rushed to the county seat without stopping. When the old man heard that Chu Yue had been taken away by people from the capital, he threw away the chicken leg he had just taken a bite of.
The two of them had been traveling for half a month, and the old man had a rare quiet time for half a month.
Although he didn't say anything, he could see the worry in the old man's eyes.
Seeing as he is so worried about his master...
He didn't care.
"What to do next?"
Zhang Zheng thought for a while, then put on a smile and walked towards the guard at the palace gate.
"New here, do you recognize me?"
The guard frowned slightly as he looked at Zhang Zheng, who was dressed like a beggar.
"Where did you come from begging for food? Leave quickly! This is no place for you to stay. If you accidentally bump into the noble man, your life will be at risk."
Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows, pulled up his sleeves and wanted to reason with others, but was pushed aside by Kuroki's hand.
"Old man, are you desperate for your life?"
Zhang Zheng pointed to the guard at the gate of the palace with excitement, "He actually said that I am a beggar. Can I not be angry? See if I don't cut him!"
After saying that, he had to move forward again.
Heimu stopped Zhang Zheng back with an expressionless expression.
"Don't you look like this?"
"I……"
Zhang Zheng looked at his clothes that he had not changed for fifteen days and reached out to touch his messy hair. He was unable to refute for a moment.
Kuroki said in a deep voice, "Now that the master has been brought into the palace, please calm down. If you are also taken away, who will save the master?"
After hearing this, Zhang Zheng regained some of his consciousness.
"What you said makes sense." He pointed in the direction of the palace gate, "The key is how do we enter that gate? I came in a hurry this time, and I didn't give the emperor a chance. He knew that I didn't like the palace. The high-walled compound probably didn’t expect me to suddenly come to Beijing.”
Just when the two were worried, Kuroki's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a carriage coming from a distance.
The overall carriage is in low-key black, and the hanging curtains are black with gold thread patterns, exuding simplicity and elegance.
There is also a token symbolizing the identity of the carriage owner hanging next to the curtain.
When he saw the token, he let go of Zhang Zheng without thinking, ran straight towards the carriage in front, and then knelt down in front of the carriage.
"Please, Your Highness, save my master!"
The carriage stopped less than a foot away from Kuromu.
The next moment, the car curtain was lifted, revealing a face as delicate as a porcelain doll. The young man's lips were tightly pursed, and the red mole between his eyebrows made him look mysterious and noble.
The young man raised his eyes slightly, looking at the man on the ground who was not afraid of death, and his smooth and white brows slightly wrinkled.
"Who is your master?"
He admired the courage of this man to stop the carriage outside the palace gate for his master.
Kuroki raised his hands and bowed.
"The Lord of Heyue County, Chu Yue."
"is her?!"
The young man was slightly surprised. She came to the capital? How come no one has ever heard of it?
He turned to look at the man again, his crimson lips slightly parted.
"What happened?"
Heimu explained to the young man the key points about Chu Yue being taken away by people from the capital.
"I only ask that Your Highness can bring Doctor Zhang into the palace. Doctor Zhang will take care of the rest and will not cause any harm to Your Highness."
"Okay." The young man looked directly at Kuroki with his ebony-like black pupils, "You are fine. I did not see the wrong person before. Please wait outside the palace. She will be fine, I promise."
"Then please, Your Highness!"
Heimu stood up, made way for the carriage, then bowed and clasped his fists, watching the carriage carry Zhang Zheng into the palace, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, we got people into the palace.
Zhang Zheng got on the carriage and looked at the young man in front of him with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face.
"How is your mother?"
"same as usual."
"Are you fourteen now?"
"Um."
Zhang Zheng sighed, "Qianyu, it's been so many years since this happened. The grudges of the previous generation should not continue with you. At least your father is pretty good to you."
"He hurt my mother, that's a fact." As Qianyu finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped, "We're here, it's important to save people."
Zhang Zheng hesitated to speak, but finally shook his head, opened the curtain and stepped on the footstool to get out of the carriage.
Qianyu looked at the old man's leaving figure, with unknown emotions flashing in his eyes.
Zhang Zheng panted and climbed up the steps in front of the imperial study. The eunuchs guarding outside the imperial study were all old people around the emperor. The moment they saw Zhang Zheng, they thought they were dazzled.
If you take a closer look, that messy old man is Dr. Zhang, isn't he?
He quickly stepped forward to support Zhang Zheng.
"Doctor Zhang, what kind of wind brought you here today?"
