Zi Yi told Duan Wu Jiu how Xuelang treated Liu Zhiheng.
Even if he has lost his memory, he is still a prince, and his temperament has not changed, but he is willing to cook, wash, chop wood, and light fires for him. Although Duan Wu Jiu suspected that when he lost his memory, he was pretending to be weak and meek, but he was willing to pretend to this extent because he really liked the woman in front of him.
It's a pity that that is Xuelang's matter, not Duan Wujiu, and not King Yan.
King Yan does not need love, and he does not need extra emotions in his life. Thinking about it this way, maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing not to take her back to the palace.
Duan Wu Jiu suppressed the melancholy tenderness that arose in his heart, and said to Liu Zhiheng in the gentlest voice in his life since he became the prince: "I will give you one last chance, if you really don't follow me Go? Go back to the palace with me. You will get no less than two hundred gold. I can keep you in the backyard for the rest of your life. If anything happens to you in the future, I will make arrangements for you. You will never happen again in this life. No matter what kind of storms you encounter, you will be able to be stable for the rest of your life.”
A stable life...
Liu Zhiheng actually believed that Duan Wujiu could do it. He later became the emperor, and his ambition and strength were not a problem. It was not difficult to arrange her life well.
But unfortunately, what she wanted was not stability for the rest of her life.
What she wants in her life is to strive for self-improvement.
"If you are unwilling to go with me, I will promise you one thing. Anything is fine. As long as it is something I can do, there is nothing I cannot do. Even if it is something I cannot do now, I will The king will definitely be able to do it for you in the future. However, after this is done, you and I will owe nothing to each other, and there is no need to see each other again."
There is no need to worry about his life.
"You don't have to promise me anything, just give me two hundred taels of gold. After tomorrow, we will be settled, and I will never mention our affairs to anyone else. You will be your prince, and I will do it." My village girl is free."
"Okay." Duan Wujiu lowered his eyes and said, "I will borrow the girl's boudoir for another half day. If you have nothing else to do, please ask the girl out."
Liu Zhiheng stood up and walked out of the room.
Okay, that's it.
After Liu Zhiheng left, Duan Wujiu sat alone in the room for a while before he recovered from his emotions.
He has had many emotions in his life, including anger, mania, violence, hatred, grief, fear, shame, arrogance,...
But the feeling just now was unprecedented. He couldn't even describe what it felt like. He only knew that he was just a little bit away from rushing forward and hugging the woman.
…
In the afternoon, a large group of people came from Pingzhou, and the entire Taohua Village was shocked by this battle.
The most eye-catching thing was the magistrate and magistrate sitting in the sedan chair. We might have a chance to see the magistrate, but it was the first time we saw the magistrate in this life. The movement was so loud that people in Taohua Village came out to watch.
Everyone followed this huge group of people and found that the group of people was actually going to the Liu family. Only then did everyone know that the cousin in Liu Zhiheng's family turned out to be King Yan.
The King of Yan is the biggest one in the entire Yan land, the local emperor of the Yan land. Who has ever seen such a noble person?
Many people were so frightened that their legs went weak. Li Dabao's family, who had been saved by Duan Wujiu, even knelt on the ground and kowtowed. This King Yan had saved the lives of their children. This Dabao's life was really good. Got it!
Chun Cao was also crowded in the crowd. When she saw the two groups of soldiers wearing black armor outside Liu's courtyard, she felt frightened. His brother was actually killed by King Yan. Thinking about it, Fang Chengcai's death was indeed unjust.
Fortunately, she took refuge with Sister Heng early.
Liu Zhiheng was lying in the main room in a daze when she suddenly heard someone calling her.
"Sister Heng."
Liu Zhiheng looked up and saw Chuncao waving to him at the door, and quickly opened the door to let Chuncao in.
"How did you get in? Our yard was surrounded by those guards. I couldn't get out even if I wanted to." Liu Zhiheng asked in surprise.
Chun Cao said: "I saw the magistrate's people, and I said I was your maid. The magistrate's men remembered the deed we signed yesterday, recognized me, and asked the guards to let me in. Sister Heng, you My cousin is actually a prince! It turns out you have such a powerful relative!"
Liu Zhiheng didn't expect Chuncao to associate it like this.
"I'm not a relative. I just saved the prince by chance. I had no choice but to say that he was my cousin before. It was not suitable for the prince's identity to be made public at that time. Don't talk nonsense. People will think that I am involved in the prince's palace. What should I do to punish my sin?”
"Ah? Will it still be like this? Then I won't talk nonsense, and I won't let people in the village talk nonsense." Chun Cao patted her chest and asked: "Then you are the prince's savior, so he can't thank you properly. ?”
"Don't ask about the prince's affairs."
"Understand, I don't talk nonsense."
Liu Zhiheng was really bored waiting alone in the main room, so he took Chuncao and sat in the main room with him, teaching Chuncao how to play backgammon, and the two of them passed the time together.
After a while, Ziyi knocked on the door and entered the house. He bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Miss Liu."
"You're welcome, but what's the matter?"
"The prince is leaving. We have to take away all the things he has used. Especially the prince's pen and ink calligraphy, which must not be left outside. I would like to ask Miss Liu if there is anything missing here."
Liu Zhiheng thought for a while and said, "Your prince has copied books for Pingzhou's bookstore."
"I took note of it. Is there anything else?"
Liu Zhiheng thought for a while and remembered something.
"In the closet in my room, there is a set of clothes that your prince was wearing when I rescued him. I might have to trouble you to pick them up."
"I understand, thank you girl."
"Also..." Liu Zhiheng took a sachet from his clothes, took out a jade pendant from it, and handed it to Ziyi, "Your prince said you would give this jade pendant to me as a gift, so I kept it first. I was thinking... What he said at that time should not count now, this jade pendant is not a mortal thing, I dare not keep it, please help me return it to him."
"yes."
Only then did the jade pendant under Ziyi retreat.
Chuncao asked curiously: "Why didn't what the prince said at that time count?"
"You know how to focus on the key points!" Liu Zhiheng glanced at Chun Cao angrily, "You should take care of more things that you can't control and play chess!"
Liu Zhiheng and Chuncao played backgammon for another long time, and finally waited until Duan Wujiu walked out of her room surrounded by everyone.
Liu Zhiheng sat by the window and looked out.
At this moment, Duan Wu Jiu had put on a turquoise linden robe with cloud python pattern, and a black fox cloak on the outside. The fox fur on the cloak was not even a trace of hair, and was black and shiny, making Duan Wu Jiu look extremely handsome. He is noble and steady, with an appearance that is rare in the world. At this moment, he is made even more luxurious and unparalleled, with an aura of immortality that can repel people thousands of miles away.
Liu Zhiheng deeply felt the distance between the two of them. One was the prince and the other was a village girl. Unless there were special circumstances, the two would probably have nothing to do with each other.
Ziyi returned the jade pendant to Duan Wujiu for Liu Zhiheng and said something to Duan Wujiu. After hearing this, Duan Wujiu suddenly looked in the direction of Liu Zhiheng.
His eyebrows were picturesque, and when he looked at him, Liu Zhiheng's heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.
Duan Wujiu looked over to Liu Zhiheng and hooked his hand at her.
"come over."
