"Could it be that I sent it by mistake? Brother Datong is not like that." Lamei was worried for Haitang. How could Sister Haitang endure this day? If she couldn't do it, it would be like the sky was falling, but she carried it on her own.
On!
Not to mention this, I also want to comfort everyone and say that Datong is living a good life!
Sister Haitang has endured too much.
The mute girl just held Haitang's hand. She didn't expect that Sister Haitang's fate would be so twists and turns. No one could predict what would happen on the way to Beijing. She could only be deeply worried about her.
"Just take good care of the dyeing shop. This is our women's inheritance. We must protect it. Don't worry about the matter between Tian Datong and I. I will take care of it. I can't tell how long it will take to come back from Beijing this time, so,
Everything about Tiantian and Dyefang is left to you. It would be good if you two knew about this." Haitang said seriously.
Everyone nodded deeply.
After sleeping all night, Haitang couldn't sleep, and read the letters from home repeatedly. Both the handwriting and wording were in Datong's style, especially after comparing them with previous letters from home.
At dawn, Haitang put on the bag she had prepared and walked towards the county town with Mr. Zilu and Mr. Zhang.
On the way, Haitang did not deliberately conceal Mr. Zhang, but told him the real purpose of going to Beijing.
Zilu invited Mr. Zhang to go with him. Mr. Zhang thought that he could meet the princess here without having to wait for his father's birthday next year. This is not a bad thing. If he doesn't seize the time to meet a few times, I'm afraid the princess will find a princess he is satisfied with sooner or later.
The horse is gone, and that person is not me.
"I will follow after my father and I have said hello and taken care of the affairs in the house. You two go ahead," Mr. Zhang said.
When they arrived at the county seat, Mr. Zhang broke up with the two of them.
Zilu stared at Haitang.
"Is there flowers on my face? Or do I look like I'm seeking revenge?" Haitang asked.
"No, I think you can't enter the prince's palace like this. Your identity is wrong, it will cause confusion, and it will be inconvenient for you to move." Zilu said.
"Then you want me to be your book boy?" Haitang asked.
"Shu Tong, you are a bit old, not to mention that you can't show off a woman's body. I think you might as well pretend to be a personal maid. You are smart and handsome, so it suits you well and won't attract anyone's attention." Zilu suggested.
"As a maid, I am not the youngest?" Haitang asked.
"I think it's just right." Zilu smiled, led Haitang into a tailor shop, bought ready-made clothes for a maid, and found a seller of rouge and gouache, and changed Haitang's hairstyle, and her buns were hanging down.
When it comes down and bunched up, it looks like a pretty girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. No one would have thought that she has become a mother.
Although she was pretending to be a girl, Zilu's heart still trembled slightly. This look could only be described with four words: innocence.
Innocence.
Haitang didn't care about her appearance at all. She didn't even look in the mirror. As long as she could sneak into the prince's palace, she would act like a crow.
"Let's find a sedan to go to the capital. It's a long way." Zilu suggested.
"There is no maid sitting in a sedan. Zilu, you ride a horse, and I will ride too," Haitang said.
Women riding horses? Zilu has never heard of it.
"Can you ride a horse?" Zilu asked.
Haitang shook her head, but she had fed horses before, knew how to drive a motorcycle, and had never experienced riding a horse. But she knew that riding a horse was much faster than riding a sedan. The sedan was not as good as her own bicycle!