Noble First Daughter-in-law

Chapter 128 She Just Missed Him Somewhat
"what happened?"

Lei Yu immediately turned her head and followed Shang Ruyi's line of sight to the north, only to see that the grassland was vast, and the horizon that almost merged with the gray sky in the distance was empty.

She looked back at Shang Ruyi: "There is nothing."

"..."

"What did you see?"

Shang Ruyi frowned, reached out and rubbed her eyes for a while, then murmured: "I just saw a few people."

"people?"

Lei Yu turned his head to look again, only to see a few grass clippings were blown by the wind, whistling and flying towards the sky, the grassland was still vast and there were no people.

Lei Yu said: "You read it wrong."

"..."

"The Turkic Yazhang is hundreds of miles away from here, so it shouldn't be so soon to send people over; besides, if they really have troops coming, our people must have discovered it long ago."

Hearing what she said, Shang Ruyi thought about it and said with a smile, "Maybe it's my eyesight."

Going forward on this road, they did not meet anyone. Until the evening, they finally arrived at the destination. It was indeed the vast flat land with sweet water wells in Shang Ruyi's memory. The iron nails and stakes left over from the huge tent are still there.

So, tents were set up on the spot, and they quickly settled down.

At this time, the voices of complaints from all around had already rang out. If it was just those officials, it would be fine, but this time the emperor went on a tour with some family members of officials. Most of the noble ladies and young ladies from aristocratic families have never lived in such a harsh environment. However, the ground is uneven, rats often appear, there are no houses with carved beams and painted pillars, only simple tents can shelter from the wind and rain, especially the winter on the grasslands comes earlier than in the Central Plains, and at night, you can’t even sleep without a brazier is icy cold.

It wasn't until late at night that the surrounding complaints gradually subsided.

However, although the complaints subsided, Shang Ruyi still couldn't sleep. There were too many things to worry about along the way.

After all, Yu Wenye has not arrived until now.

I don't know where he is now?Is it with Princess Crescent?

What are they two doing right now?

Just thinking about it, her chest became more and more stuffy, she simply got up and dressed, ready to go out to take a breath.

But just when she opened the curtain, she saw Tusher and Mu Xian sitting around the fire in front of the tent, talking to each other—they became familiar with each other along the way. .

Only Tusheer complained: "Where did your young master go? When did you come?"

Mu Xian said with a smile: "What is our son? Isn't it your uncle?"

Tusheer pouted: "Who uncle will abandon his wife, even the shadow can't be seen!"

"..."

Mu Xian seemed to be at a loss, turned his eyes away embarrassingly, and happened to see Shang Ruyi standing at the door of the tent, and hurriedly said, "Young Madam, why are you up?"

Tuscher also hurried forward, "Miss, what do you want?"

Shang Ruyi smiled and said, "I can't sleep, so come out for a walk."

Tusheer said: "It's so cold, what's there to do? You'd better go back to sleep in the tent, don't catch a cold."

Shang Ruyi couldn't help but give her a blank look.

Mu, who was standing by the side, laughed, and said, "I see, does the young lady remember the days when she was on the prairie, couldn't sleep, and wanted to come out and visit the old place again?"

Shang Ruyi gave Tusheer a blank look again: "Look at you, Bai has been with me for so long."

Tusher ignored her taunts, and hurried into the tent, took a blanket and put it on her, saying, "It's windy here, be careful of catching cold."

Shang Ruyi couldn't help laughing.

She also obediently wrapped the blanket tightly and sat by the fire. The heat of the flames made her feel a little warm in her cold state of mind. She took a deep breath and looked up at her surroundings. In fact, it was so late and the scenery was early. It's gone, but the galaxies above the head are as bright as ten years ago, as if the time flowing in between is just a moment.

Mu Xiandao: "Young Madam, is this the same as before?"

Shang Ruyi said, "What's the difference?"

"..."

"It's different, it's always just people."

Looking at her cold eyes even though she was staring at the flames, Tusheer said softly: "Miss, do you miss Master Shang? Don't be too sad."

Shang Ruyi smiled bitterly in his heart.

It has been so many years since her father passed away, and the overwhelming grief that almost overwhelmed her at the beginning has already calmed down by now.

She just misses him a little bit.

Feeling that his emotions had infected the people around him, Shang Ruyi stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll go over there for a walk, you guys can do whatever you want."

Tusheer immediately said, "I'll accompany you."

Shang Ruyi said: "I want to walk alone, don't follow me, go to bed early."

"But--"

Tusheer was still a little hesitant, and Mu Xian also persuaded: "Madam, it's getting so late, let the little one accompany you, so as not to be in danger."

Shang Ruyi smiled and said, "It's such a big camp, and there are Imperial Guards patrolling nearby, so there's no danger. I want to be alone, and you don't want to follow."

Hearing what she said, the two of them couldn't say anything more. Tushe'er could only tell her to be careful, and Shang Ruyi left the camp alone.

As soon as I walked out, I felt a gust of cold wind blowing, almost blowing the blanket off my body.

Shang Ruyi hurriedly folded her arms with both hands and wrapped the blanket tightly.

Although it was cold, when the cold wind blew, it made her mind clearer than before. Stepping on the withered grass on the ground, accompanied by the rustling sound all the way, she unknowingly walked to the edge of the camp. For the fence, only a few thick flagpoles stand on the ground, and the wind blows the flags flapping.

Shang Ruyi walked slowly to a flagpole to lean on. When she looked back, countless bonfires were still burning in the camp, dyeing the sky above her head orange.

This reminded her of what she often saw when she was a child living in the Turkic Yazhang.

At that time, her father would even take her to the Turkic evening reception, saying that it was a reception, and there were no rules, just a group of people carrying wine jars to drink and sing loudly.

The singing sound even floated farther than the firelight.

Unknowingly, those songs in memory flowed out of her mouth, and she sang softly, as if she had returned to that time again.

But when she was singing to herself, there was a sudden sound of footsteps beside her.

Shang Ruyi immediately shut up.

"Who?"

(End of this chapter)