Murong Yingluo felt uneasy. When she learned that Prince Zheng was going to Puyang, she proposed to accompany him there. Prince Zheng was worried and refused directly.
The uneasiness in Yingluo's heart became more and more intense. He knew that Prince Zheng was always as meticulous as dust, and the more dangerous it was, the less likely he would let her go.
Yingluo did not refute, but responded obediently and asked, "Yingluo, can you ask me what happened?"
This news has been tightly sealed, and the emperor has repeatedly warned not to leak it. Yingluo is his true love, and there is nothing he wants to hide from him.
He explained to her the general ins and outs of the matter. The people of the ancient Wu State secretly replaced the salt reserves in the general camp without anyone noticing. This matter had been planned for a long time. It can be seen that the ancient Wu State had infiltrated a large number of people in Chenghan.
He is a spy, or maybe the people around him are spies. The dangers of King Zheng's journey are unknown.
She and King Zheng fell in love and knew each other, but King Zheng didn't want to put himself in danger with him, so he reluctantly said: "Okay! I am the prince's gift for his trip."
Si Wushang saw that Yingluo knew her well and generally didn't bother her. He still wanted to read the literature to find a way to separate Glauber's salt in summer.
Murong Yingluo took Yuanluo and Zhen'er back to the bedroom. Yingluo had no intention of giving up following Prince Zheng to Puyang. The only person around her that she could trust was Zhen'er.
Walking to the desk, he picked up a pen and wrote down what he had brought with him on the trip. He handed the page to Yuanluo and deliberately opened it, "Yuanluo, go and give this page to the housekeeper. You must prepare it well today."
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Yuanluo responded: "Yes!"
Zhen'er saw that the things on the page were similar to those when she went to Longze a few days ago, "Miss, do you want to go on a trip?"
"Yes, but the prince cannot know about this matter."
Zhen'er didn't know that the prince was leaving the palace, "Is the young lady going to run away from home?"
"Zhen'er, I have my own reasons. I want to ask you something. It's a bit difficult for my sister."
Murong Yingluo never made things difficult for her, "Miss, if you have anything to do, just ask."
"Zhen'er, can you ask Guard Yang?"
Zhen'er was stunned, "Miss, what do you mean?"
Murong Yingluo could also go to Yang Bupo in person, in which case she would most likely be tipped off, and King Zheng would definitely lock her in the palace, or even leave without saying goodbye.
He didn't want to embarrass Zhen'er. It would be completely different if Zhen'er went. It could also create opportunities for the two of them to get along.
"Zhen'er, the prince has to leave the palace to do business and I am not allowed to accompany him. I want to follow behind quietly, and Guard Yang will also go with him this time. Zhen'er goes to ask Guard Yang to leave a mark secretly. If Zhen'er goes to ask him
He will definitely agree."
Zhen'er is indeed a little hesitant. The prince and the young lady have a very good relationship as newlyweds, so they are reluctant to separate. If the young lady travels, she must follow them.
He raised his head and saw Murong Yingluo promising in her eyes, that’s it! It’s a blessing, not a curse, but it’s a curse that cannot be avoided. Even in the mansion, I would still be able to see him, and now I am not that bored with Yang Bupo.
"Since it is a young lady who is asking for help, Zhen'er will definitely not refuse, so let's go find Yang Guard."
Zhen'er turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yingluo. King Zheng could guess her thoughts every time, "Wait a minute, Zhen'er, you'd better ask Guard Yang to find you, so as not to be discovered."
Although Zhen'er agreed to Murong Yingluo, she did not go to Yang Bupo immediately. She sat alone by the lotus pond, looking at the withered lotus, thinking about three months ago, when she, Amai and the lady were hanging clothes here.
In the distance, Yang Bupo led a group of soldiers toward the door and saw Zhen'er sitting by the lotus pond, her elegant figure facing the afterglow of the setting sun, soft and peaceful.
Zhen'er naturally followed Murong Yingluo's order and waited here. She hurriedly got up and came towards Yang Bupo's direction.
"Wei Yang, we were in the garden just now. Zhen'er has already thought about what you said."
Yang Bupo already regretted saying that he regretted his marriage. He was very afraid that Zhen'er would tell her that he regretted his marriage in front of everyone, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand and took Zhen'er away.
Zhen'er let him hold her hand, but Yang Bupo suddenly stopped. Zhen'er's center of gravity became unstable and her whole body fell into his arms.
His chest was broad and broad, as if it had hit a copper wall and iron bones. Zhen'er frowned in shock, and Yang Bupo hurriedly asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"
Zhen'er lowered her head in embarrassment. If she hadn't fulfilled the young lady's request, she would have turned around and left. Looking around, she saw a secluded corner, "Guard Yang!"
"If you are here to regret your marriage, I take back what I just said." He said it before she spoke.
Zhen'er really wanted to break off the engagement, but she didn't want to ruin Yingluo's trust, "Yang Weibei misunderstood, Zhen'er wanted to ask for something."
"What do you want to ask for? As long as I want it, I will grant it to you."
"Guard Yang, I heard that Guard Yang is going to travel far with the prince. My young lady would like to ask Guard Yang for something. Can you leave a mark along the way so that you can find it easily?"
Yang Bupo hesitated and said, "Well, is Miss Zhen'er going to follow the princess all the way?"
"Exactly! My young lady doesn't want to be separated from the prince, and is worried that the prince will find out. I leave it to you to protect Yang."
Yang Bupo saw Zhen'er's bare hands on his arms and her pleading eyes. The prince had his own reasons for not letting the princess follow him, but this was the first time Zhen'er begged him.
"Okay! But your carriage must be within half a mile to ensure the safety of the princess."
As night fell and the sky gradually darkened, Si Wushang looked through a large number of classics in his study, trying to find a way to separate Glauber's salt.
Yuanluo followed Yingluo with a food box in her hand and knocked on the door softly, "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."
Si Wushang was not hungry, but he had to rush to Puyang early tomorrow morning and could not accompany her, so he might as well have a good dinner with her.
Yuanluo brought out all the food and stepped out knowingly. Yingluo looked at the dishes on the table, which she had specially prepared for Prince Zheng. Yingluo put some venison into his cup and saucer.
Si Wushang also put some green vegetables into her bowl and warned: "This king is leaving now, you can rest in the house and don't act rashly!"
Yingluo said with a smile on her lips, "Don't worry, Your Majesty!"
Si Wushang saw her smart eyes and smiled down, "Well, I am very relieved."
After dinner, Si Wushang continued to read the classics. Yingluo wanted to stay with her tonight. The two of them read a lot of classics. Yingluo finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep next to the bookcase.
Si Wushang took off his clothes and put them on her body, and continued to rummage. Yingluo turned over and her clothes fell to the ground.
Si Wushang picked up his clothes from the ground, but saw a pharmacopoeia for alchemy scattered under the desk, and put it aside casually.
He stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, and soon it was daybreak, but he still couldn't find any way. If someone hadn't been caught smuggling military salt, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Seeing that Yingluo was sleeping soundly, Si Wushang's slender fingertips slid down the blue hair on her forehead. He caught a glimpse of the book on alchemy and stone, and reached out to pick it up and read through it.
Among the many medicinal stones, Si Wushang focused on one name, Hanshui Stone, and couldn't conceal his excitement. This was exactly the method he wanted to find.
He picked up the page and wrote the words "Han Shui Shi" on the paper, and said to the door: "Chengfeng! Order this secret letter to be handed over to the emperor."
"yes!"
Si Wushang looked at the sleeping Yingluo with gentle eyes, "Luo'er, I'm sorry! I just want to protect your safety. I'm afraid I have to leave without saying goodbye this time."