Chapter 32 Coincidentally, Rong is also curious about Miss Xie
Gu Zhifeng hesitated for a while and finally agreed.
Xie Yu was right. If they delayed for too long and walked slowly on the road, they might delay their return to the city, and they might not be able to get into Liancheng.
Xie Yixiao's body couldn't withstand the torment, so it was not advisable to rush. It was best to let her go first, and they could catch up after repairing the carriage.
Moreover, Xie Yu is still here. To put it bluntly, there is no grudge, and they are blood relatives. Xie Yu cannot harm Xie Yixiao.
Ming Xin and Ming Jing were a little worried. They felt that they should follow him and wait on him, but the carriage belonged to Duke Rong's mansion, so it was hard to ask the owner to stay, and he didn't want too many people to get on his carriage.
In this way, it was quite tolerable to allow their master to get on the carriage. They did not dare to force it anymore and had no choice but to rely on Xie Yu to look after her for a while.
Xie Yu patted his chest and agreed: "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong. My little aunt will rest and I will just sit aside. When we get into the city, we will send her to the Changning Marquis Mansion and ask the madam to make arrangements."
Just a few people will take care of her."
Hearing what he said, Ming Xin and Ming Jing felt relieved. They took the quilt from the original carriage and spread it. They also brought over the food and supplies they had brought before. Then they watched the carriage swaying with relief.
Staggered away.
Gu Zhifeng held the umbrella and stood there for a long time.
Seeing this, Ming Jing reminded in a low voice: "Third Young Master, let someone lift the carriage first, and then see how to do the wheels."
Gu Zhifeng came to his senses and quickly asked the guards to lift the carriage. One of the wheels of the carriage was stuck in the pit, the carriage had tilted, and there was a rock or something stuck in it, so it couldn't be lifted out.
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On the other side, Xie Yixiao got on the carriage of Duke Rong's mansion. Before Mingjing got out of the car, he brought her a soft pillow to lean on, a handkerchief and a fan, and a thin quilt covering her body.
If you sweat, wipe it with a handkerchief, fan yourself if it's warm, and cover yourself with a quilt if it's cold.
The carriage drove forward slowly, the carriage shook slightly, but it had no effect.
At this time, the carriage was quiet. Xie Yixiao was sitting alone on the wooden couch. Xie Yu and Rong Ci were sitting face to face on the small table beside them. Xie Yu was facing the carriage door, while Rong Ci was facing the wooden couch.
This side of the couch.
After a while, the eldest nephew who had previously patted his chest and said he wanted to take care of his little aunt seemed to feel a little bored. He unfolded the fan in his hand and fanned himself. He seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, so he said, "I'm going to go out and take a breath. You guys sit down for a while."
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After saying that, he stood up, shook his fan, opened the curtain of the car and walked out in a few steps, and then sat down at the door of the carriage. The rain outside was pounding, and he sighed twice: "Why?
It’s raining so hard!”
After Xie Yu left, there were only two people left in the carriage. Xie Yixiao had never seen anything before, so he didn't feel embarrassed. However, because he had read the original work and knew the fate of the man in front of him, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
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Really, for such a good-looking young master, becoming a monk would be a natural choice.
She sighed.
"Why did Miss Xie sigh?" He put down the book in his hand and raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes clear and light, like the moon among the pines and the wind among the clouds.
Xie Yixiao blinked and leaned on the soft pillow with more weight: "It's not like he was sighing or anything, I'm just curious about Mr. Rong and feeling a little emotional."
"Oh? Curious? Emotional?" Rong Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, and his eyes fell on her face for a moment.
His face was still that thin and pale, and he looked like a withering flower, but his eyes were particularly bright, as if they were full of vitality.
It's like the cold winter has passed and spring has come to the world.
"What a coincidence, Rong is also a little curious about Miss Xie."
Huh?!
Xie Yixiao was startled. Didn't the book say that this person was Wuchen who didn't care about anything and wanted to become a monk? Why was there anything he was curious about?
She couldn't help but ask: "What is Mr. Rong curious about me?"
He asked again: "What else is Miss Xie curious about about me?"
Xie Yixiao thought for a while, and then suggested: "In that case, why don't we both ask each other, which can be regarded as clearing up each other's doubts. What do you think, Mr. Rong?"
"Can."
Xie Yixiao looked at him carefully. His eyebrows were gentle, his face was handsome, and he was as calm as the wind, bamboos, and clouds, just like an immortal in the sky.
She said: "Then let me ask first, why does Young Master Rong want to become a monk?"
His expression was calm and his tone was also calm: "I guess I think it's not interesting and I want to have some peace and quiet."
When his mother took him back from Yunzhong Temple, he probably wanted to go home. It didn't matter to him where he was, as long as he still had his father and mother, and as a son, he should return home.
But he also felt a little annoyed. There were a lot of things going on, especially recently, many people had told him openly and secretly that since he returned home, he should get married and have children.
He has a quiet temperament and doesn't like commotion. He has a blood relationship with his parents that he cannot ignore.
But he has never thought about the relationship between a man and a woman, and there will never be one in the future, so naturally he is unwilling to marry a wife.
He doesn't want anyone to disturb his peace, nor does he want to delay the girl. In the end, if he can't give the girl what she wants, then wouldn't he blame him and hate him for the rest of his life, and then make noises.
"You just feel bored and want some peace and quiet?"
Is it that simple? But looking at this person’s temperament, it’s very possible.
"Um."
"Okay." Xie Yixiao sighed, and then asked, "What do you need me to answer, Mr. Rong?"
Rong Ci's gaze fell on her eyes, and he had the urge to reach out and cover her eyes. These eyes were so bright, like the peach blossoms in the garden, that they burned his eyes.
"When I look at Miss Xie, she is thin and has lost her vitality. Her body is like dead trees and flowers and has lost its vitality. But Miss Xie's eyes are bright and full of life, which is very strange."
Rong Ci studied under Master Hui Yuan of Yunzhong Temple. Although he was a lay disciple, he could still tell the spirit of a person. Xie Yi's smile seemed a bit inconsistent in his eyes, but he couldn't explain it.
This is why.
Xie Yixiao's hand paused, her face changed slightly, and her face seemed a little pale again. She felt a little choked when she breathed out, and couldn't help but pat her heart and cough.
Seeing this, Rong Ci took a clean white jade teacup and poured her a cup of tea, then sat down on the edge of the wooden couch.
He probably wanted to reach out and pat her back to make her feel better, but he felt that men and women were different, so he had to sit there awkwardly, and finally just handed over the teacup.
"Miss Xie, do you want to drink some water?"
"Thank you." Xie Yixiao was indeed thirsty and a little uncomfortable. After taking it and drinking it, he felt much better.
She leaned back on the soft pillow again, stretched out her hand to pull up the thin quilt, lowered her eyes and said, "I didn't want to answer Mr. Rong's question originally, but since I have exchanged terms with Mr. Rong, naturally I can't break the contract."
"Actually, there is no reason. It's just that after dying once, I feel that nothing is more important than living. I just want to live."