Zhurou

Chapter 119 Carriage
On the other side, Zhao Mingzhi walked out of the front section of the camp, got on the carriage, and then sat back in the carriage, feeling heavy on his arms, turned his head and saw that Mu Xiang's half leg was still outside the carriage, his whole body was slumped on the ground, and his face was pale.

Zhao Mingzhi stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, his hands were cold, and the other party's neck and arms were covered with fine and dense goosebumps.

She hurriedly helped him into the carriage, laid his legs and body flat, rubbed his hands for a while, and then took a felt blanket to cover him.

As soon as it should be packed, Zhao Mingzhi was about to get up to find some hot tea, but he was suddenly grabbed. Looking back, Mu Xiang half-propped up and grabbed her sleeve tightly.

Zhao Mingzhi said quickly: "You lie down and I'll pour you a cup of hot tea."

Mu Xiang shook her head, and slowly said: "There's no reason to ask a girl to wait on you. I just saw the scene just now, and I didn't realize it all at once. It's all right now."

As he said that, he lifted the felt blanket off his body and sat up on the spot. Sure enough, his movements were much more agile, not as stiff and slow as before.

Even so, Zhao Mingzhi was still a little worried, so he said: "If there is something uncomfortable, why don't you ask Uncle Bie to see a doctor."

Mu Xiang said: "It's not like this, actually it's an old problem, just squint your eyes for a while."

He said again: "I'll be brazen enough to brag all day, if I can't see such a scene, with my martial skills, I can run darts, no worse than those old escorts."

Zhao Mingzhi remembered Mu Xiang's self-reported life experience when they met the day before yesterday, and guessed that today's symptoms were mostly related to past events, so he couldn't ask.

Seeing that she was extremely regretful in her words, but her speech and actions had returned to normal as expected, and nothing unusual could be seen, so she said: "When you visit a famous doctor in the future, there may not be a day when you will be cured."

He laughed again and said, "But what you did today, isn't it considered running darts—you obviously protected me very well this time around."

But Mu Xiang couldn't laugh, she showed shame on her face, and said: "You have already put the girl in danger, if it wasn't for the second in charge..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but look at the expression on Zhao Mingzhi's face, hesitated for a while, and said: "I just had to act like this out of urgency, girl, don't be scared, the second leader actually..."

She wanted to explain a few words to Pei Yong, but after much deliberation, she didn't know how to say it, she just felt that she couldn't explain it.

Seeing her troubled, Zhao Mingzhi said: "It's better to die alone than all the way. That person is still the enemy—the soldiers gave their lives before them, and I got their protection. It's not like I don't understand the reason."

Mu Xiang was stunned for a moment, obviously never expected to hear such a sentence, clutching the felt blanket in her hand, she didn't say anything for a long while, before she said: "When the old master was around, I gave him presents in various back houses. , I have also seen many rich and powerful daughters, none of them are like a girl."

"What kind?"

"So sensible."

Speaking of this, Mu Xiang inevitably became a little bit aggrieved, and said: "Sometimes the old head of the family mentions the marriage of the second head of the family to them, and those people don't say it to their faces, but turn around, but choose and dodge. It is said that he acted coldly and cruelly, and he didn’t know how to think about it, if they didn’t do so many cruel things in the front, how could they live a good life in the back.”

He also said: "Looking at it now, the ranking of scholars, farmers, businessmen and commerce is not right. It may not be that after a scholarly family, a prince or aristocrat, he is a good man. The so-called right family is not as good as a girl..."

She wanted to boast again, but Zhao Mingzhi said first: "People are prejudiced. When they meet a butcher, they are afraid that he will be rude. If they see a businessman, they are worried about being a philistine. When they suddenly hear that second brother is acting, it is inevitable that he will be rude." Misunderstanding, it’s not that I know the truth, and it may not be that others don’t know what is good or bad, but I have never seen him in person, and I don’t know his heart, so I can only follow what others say.”

"Actually, I wasn't much better before."

Zhao Mingzhi said this, smiled slightly at Mu Xiang, and said: "You praise me so much, isn't it because you have preconceived ideas that you love the house?"

Mu Xiang shook her head immediately, wanting to refute that her family was not preconceived, but the two were too close, she could only see Zhao Mingzhi Qiushui cut her pupils, she felt really beautiful, she was speechless for a long time, and then murmured : "How can there be such a good crow in the world?"

Zhao Mingzhi couldn't help laughing out loud, seeing white steam coming out of the copper pot beside him, making a muffled sound, the water was already boiling, so he went to pick up the pot to make tea.

Even in the carriage, where the place is too small to perform, her gestures of brewing and pouring tea still have their own charm.

Mu Xiang originally wanted to take over, but watching from the side, she just found it pleasing to the eye, like a picture of a lady, quiet and elegant, and she was reluctant to step forward to disturb her.

She really liked Zhao Mingzhi from the bottom of her heart day by day, and she had already secretly started planning. If the two sides can succeed, she will naturally do her best. It would be good to ask such a good person to suffer so much.

A group of people hurried to hurry, because they didn't wait much, and it was still dark when they returned to the city.

After entering the city gate, he turned into the street after a while, and saw the small courtyard in front of him, but the carriage suddenly stopped a few feet away.

Uncle Bie knocked on the carriage outside, and asked: "The guards at the front are guarding the door, and they said they came here to ask, did Ms. Zhao meet a family with the surname Chen on the way, and there was a Ms. Chen among them?"

Zhao Mingzhi pushed open the door of the carriage, and sure enough, he saw a few people dressed as bodyguards standing outside the Xiaokua courtyard not far away. Looking carefully, they looked very familiar. He had seen them on the way to Jingzhao Mansion.

Several people were looking towards the carriage.

The two sides were not far away, so she simply jumped out of the carriage, waved and greeted the other party, and then said to Uncle Bie: "There is a family named Chen, what happened?"

The people at the gate of the courtyard rushed over to meet Zhao Mingzhi, and the man at the head said: "Miss Zhao, we have been told by the second master to escort the escort back to the city. Human escorts are mixed with physical escorts. The family members entered the city at noon, and the girl from the Chen family went out with her grandmother to visit relatives and search for relatives. In the afternoon, she turned around again. She only said that she wanted to see you, kept asking about your whereabouts, and came to thank you. It’s not easy to stop, and I dare not bring people here, so I can only come to ask first.”

Zhao Mingzhi immediately realized that this girl from the Chen family should be Chen Zhihui, so he said: "You just said that I am busy at the moment and it is a little inconvenient. As for the so-called thank you, there is really no need. We will meet again in the future."

The bodyguard nodded and was about to agree, but a person behind him shouted from a distance: "Miss Zhao!"

Zhao Mingzhi looked back and couldn't help being surprised—at the entrance of the alley, a carriage was approaching here, the door of the carriage was wide open, and a person poked his head out, it was Chen Zhihui.

Apart from Chen Zhihui, there were other people sitting in the carriage, one was Mrs. Chen, and the other was hiding in the shadows, she couldn't see her face clearly, only her attire, beaded and emerald, luxuriously dressed, not an attendant.

(End of this chapter)