The separation is imminent, and the remaining time together seems to be extremely short. It seems that it is just a blink of an eye, the day flies by, and the day of separation comes with a force that cannot be refused.
Ye Zhenzhen's salute was not many. Aunt Guilan had packed it up a long time ago. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't let go. She looked at Cui Weizhen who came to see him off with red eyes. Thousands of words were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say a word.
Can't tell.
Cui Weizhen wiped away the tears that had lingered on her cheeks for her, and comforted her with a forced smile: "Don't cry, I will be back to Beijing soon. Pay attention to safety on the way. If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold on. Although
Tell General Deng not to burn out your body."
His warnings were like triggers. Ye Zhenzhen finally found her voice and nodded with red eyes: "I know, I will. You must also take good care of your body. The climate in Qingyun Mansion is harsh, so be careful not to let any wounds occur."
It's gotten worse. You can use all the medicines I brought. When you're done, go get the medicine according to the prescription. If there are any missing medicines, be sure to write a letter back to Beijing and ask me to send them to you."
The medicinal materials in ordinary prescriptions are not considered expensive medicines. If Qingyun Mansion is poor and cannot find rare medicinal materials, it is okay to go to the neighboring government to purchase them. Why bother her to send them all the way from the capital?
But Cui Weizhen knew that this was her intention, so he did not refuse. It was obvious that the two of them had said goodbye in the other courtyard, but when they were about to say goodbye, there were still countless reminders and instructions that he wanted to say, and he wished he could say it until the end of time.
give up.
Although we are deeply affectionate, we cannot bear to say goodbye to each other.
Cui Weizhen still had sense, and it was not good to keep General Deng and the others waiting. He wiped away Ye Zhenzhen's tears again, helped her get into the carriage, and said, "Come on, don't keep General Deng waiting."
The return trip this time was not as good as the return trip. Since the sacred mission had been fulfilled and there was no urgent matter like rescuing people, there was no need to march in a hurry this time. Cui Weizhen also took the opportunity to make a request to General Deng and let Ye Zhenzhen ride back in the carriage all the way.
.
He originally wanted Aunt Guilan to serve him all the way, but Ye Zhenzhen refused. Aunt Guilan was specially arranged to serve him in his daily life. If he brought people back, he would not be used to the local people. What would happen in the future?
Isn't it difficult?
Cui Weizhen couldn't compete with her, so she had to comply with her wishes, but she still chose servants from the Cui Mansion to drive for her. At least she had someone to look after her along the way - General Deng's subordinates were outsiders after all, so it was inconvenient to wake them up after all.
Ye Zhenzhen watched Cui Weizhen give instructions to the servants several times, her eyes became even hotter. She didn't dare to look anymore and hurriedly hid in the carriage. The tears that had accumulated in her eyes for a long time could no longer be controlled and suddenly burst down the embankment.
If Cui Weizhen felt something, he glanced at the carriage, but in the end he resisted the urge to visit, walked up to Deng Cunying, raised his hands to him and said: "General Deng is taking care of Zhuojing during this trip. I would like to thank you in advance."
After saying that, he gave a long bow, and General Deng quickly helped him up and said, "Master Cui, you are welcome. Don't worry, I will definitely send your wife back to the capital properly."
Cui Weizhen thanked him again and again. Deng Cunying was not procrastinating. It was the limit to allow time for the couple to say goodbye. Seeing that the time was almost up, he said, "Master Cui, please come back. It's time for us to set off."
Cui Weizhen pursed his lips, looked at the only carriage in the procession, and forced a smile: "Okay, general, take care along the way."
Deng Cunying got on his horse, gestured towards him, and then rode his horse to the front of the procession. He waved his long whip, and his deep voice resounded through the clouds: "Everyone, listen to the order and set off!"
With a response, the sound of hoofbeats and the neighing of horses sounded together, and the smoke and dust rolled away. The soldiers like weaving clouds left like a tide. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Cui Weizhen saw the carriage gradually going away.
The curtain was lifted, revealing a beautiful and graceful face. Gradually, it was covered in smoke and dust, and marched away. With ordinary eyesight, that haunting face could no longer be touched.
After this farewell, it should be just a false impression of the good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
There is a sense of sadness lingering in my heart, and the depression is difficult to resolve.