So she thought about leaving the city and going separate ways directly on Shangguan Road.
But I didn't expect that Yun Zimo would go back instead of going back to Beijing?
"Yuecheng." Yun Zimo looked into the distance, "Go to Yuecheng, don't worry, I won't spend a lot of time, and I won't delay your work. It will take one day at most... or even less than one day."
."
"For most of the day, wait for me to do some small things, and then... it's up to you."
After Yun Zimo finished speaking, he waved his riding whip and ran out.
Wushuang's expression was a little complicated, not sure what Yun Zimo wanted to do.
But looking at his desolate look, Wu Shuang couldn't say no.
She galloped after him.
Yuecheng is a city in Luzhou, and they arrived there after running for more than an hour.
After entering the city, Yun Zimo found a teahouse, booked a seat, ordered tea and cakes, and said to Wu Shuang, "Just wait for me for two hours, and I'll be back as soon as I go."
"Two hours is too long." Wushuang said calmly: "Just one hour, I'll wait. If you don't come when the time is up, I'll leave."
"..."
Yun Zimo took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then just one hour."
he left.
Wushuang sat by the window, watching him go into the distance and disappearing into the crowd, thinking of his sad and sad eyes at that time...
The young master who is as clean and pure as a blank sheet of paper will also show that kind of look.
Like a puppy abandoned by its owner.
That look made Wushuang feel tight in his chest.
Last night was not her birthday at all, but the day when An Luo's country was truly destroyed.
She lost control of her emotions, felt cold, and wanted someone to accompany her.
He happened to be around again.
Everything happened naturally.
This incident had little impact on her, not even a casual marriage.
But he took that matter very seriously and wanted to take her back to Beijing to meet her parents.
She was suddenly very angry as to why she was drinking and why she was losing control of her emotions.
Wu Shuang clenched the teacup in his hand, feeling upset.
She didn't want to wait another hour!
when.
Wu Shuang put down the tea cup and pushed the door open.
But he didn't want to be guarded by the door like the Qingfeng door god, with a gloomy face, "Don't leave!"
Wushuang: "..."
Qingfeng said: "You just agreed to wait for the young master for an hour. You can't go anywhere until the young master comes back."
"If I want to leave, no one can stop me." Wushuang said coldly, raising his hand to grab Qingfeng's neck.
Qingfeng drew his sword directly.
He can be Yun Zimo's bodyguard, so he is naturally one of the best in the world.
Although his unparalleled kung fu skills were unparalleled, he had no weapons and could not benefit from Qingfeng's hands. After more than a dozen moves, Qingfeng forced him into an inner room.
Qingfeng stood next to the Moon Gate, blocking the window, and said in a cold tone: "Just wait, the young master has come back after an hour!"
His tone was unkind, and his eyes were even more unkind.
Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention.
She thought, if Yun Zimo suddenly regretted it when he came back later, and the master and servant took action together, wouldn't there be no possibility of her leaving?
Wu Shuang tried to distract him, but he didn't fall for it at all.
She brought with her the intoxicating drugs and San Gong Powder for traveling around the world, but she couldn't use them under Qingfeng's supervision.
The pair of immortal thieves in Luzhou City taught Qingfeng a lot of things last time.
Facing a veteran like Wushuang, he was extremely cautious.
Time passed little by little, and an hour had already passed.
The sun began to set in the west, and the room became a little cooler.
The shopkeeper asked the waiter to come up and ask if he needed more tea. Qingfeng stared at Wushuang and said, "No, step back!"
Naturally, the guy didn't dare to ask any more questions.
More than half an hour passed like this, the sky turned dark, and Yun Zimo finally came back.
He looked at the tense atmosphere in the room and guessed that Wushuang wanted to leave, but Qingfeng wouldn't let him go, so that's why.
She was indeed ruthless. She agreed to wait for an hour...if the breeze hadn't stopped her, she probably wouldn't have been able to wait for another quarter of an hour.
How did he know that Wushuang wanted to leave without even waiting for half an hour at first.
Wushuang looked at him coldly and warily: "It's time."
"Yes, I know." Yun Zimo nodded and walked towards Wushuang: "This is for you."
Only then did Wushuang see that Yun Zimo was holding a long strip-shaped object in his hand, wrapped in a very dark cloth, but he could vaguely tell that it seemed to be a sword?
Wushuang did not move and looked at Yun Zimo with squinted eyes: "What do you mean?"
"This sword is called Shaking Light." Yun Zimo pulled away the outer cloth, revealing the exquisite scabbard. "It's not very good, let alone as good as your Wushuang Sword, but now I can only find it.
That’s a lot.”
"Take it with you for self-defense."
There is Yun Zichen's villa in Yuecheng.
When Yuan Zimo arrived, he took out his jade pendant to identify himself, and asked the steward to come and search the warehouse, but only found this handful of decent ones.
She has killed countless people, has a very bad reputation in the world, and has enemies everywhere.
Once she reenters the world, there will be countless enemies seeking her revenge. How can she protect herself without the Wushuang Sword?
He didn't know why he could still think of this, he felt a little ridiculous in his heart.
She... I'm afraid she might think he's nosy.
Wushuang didn't answer, and he didn't care anymore.
She should have known that she was a heartless and heartless person and could not possibly be grateful to him.
He casually threw the Yao Light Sword on the tea table not far away, "See you later."
He turned around and left, took two steps and suddenly turned back, "Miss Wushuang, will you remember me in the future?"
Wu Shuang frowned.
But Yun Zimo didn't wait for her to say anything, and said in an ethereal tone: "I think I may never forget you for the rest of my life."
He pulled his lips mockingly, turned around and left, never looking back.
Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, he heard the sound of horse hooves downstairs.
When she walked to the window, she only saw the backs of the two knights disappearing into the night, and the sound of horse hooves was quickly drowned out by the noisy voices.
Wushuang looked at the dark night and the pedestrians coming and going on the street. His eyes fell on the sword on the table, and his already bad mood became even more irritable.
…
Along the way, Yun Zimo rarely spoke.
He led Qingfeng on the road non-stop day and night, and arrived in the capital five days later.
The first thing I did after returning to Beijing was to meet Murong Yu and inform him about the events in Yuezhou.
Murong Yu said: "At this time, I have received a secret report that there is collusion between Yuezhou and Ningwang and Dingwang."
"Are they unwilling to reduce the vassal status?" Yun Zimo frowned and asked, "Will there be a war?"
"It's hard to say now." Murong Yu looked at Yun Zimo's unhappy face and said calmly: "You should go back to the Palace of War and have a good rest first. I'll discuss it with your elder brother."
"……good."
Yun Zimo nodded and left Murong Yu's study. On the way out of the house, he met Ming Wuyou who was holding his child.
Ming Wuyou also had a serious look on his face, "Have you just returned to Beijing from outside? How long have you not rested?"
"It's been a few days." Yun Zimo reluctantly put on a smile and went to her side to look at Dabao.
"I want to take a rest!" Ming Wuyou frowned, "It's really scary how you look like you're about to faint at any moment... Just go home and take care of your child. You'll always have time."
"OK."
Yun Zimo nodded again, but his steps seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he said hesitantly: "When I went out... I met Wu Shuang, and she told me some things about An Luo."
"She - she actually told you about An Luo?" Ming Wuyou was surprised.
Wushuang told her that she never wanted to mention those things in her life.
Ming Wuyou asked: "Where did you meet?"
"Yuezhou City." Yun Zimo said, "I also watched the Poseidon Festival. When she watched the Poseidon Festival, she said that An Luo was destroyed because of two people, one of whom was in the Tianlao."
Ming Wuyou was even more surprised, "She told you all this?"
I remember that when I asked Wu Shuang about it, she didn't mention it at all. Later, she only talked about it after I got to know her, and she just gave some general information.
"Is it all true?" Yun Zimo asked, "Then is it true that she said she is Queen An Luo?"
Ming Wuyou was speechless now, and looked at Yun Zimo with a very strange look: "Fourth brother, how on earth did you coax her, why did she tell you everything?"
Yun Zimo just pulled his lips and smiled bitterly.
It turns out those words said half-jokingly were true.
She never bothered to lie to him.
Except for those words of responsibility that night.
Ming Wuyou saw that Yun Zimo was in a bad state, so he didn't tease him. He urged in a gentle voice: "Okay, let's go back and rest first. Let's chat after we have rested."
"Um."
Yun Zimo nodded.
He returned to his house and went to see Princess Anping.
Princess Anping was so angry that he ran away that she cried when she saw him go back.
"You brat, why are you running away? You have to worry about your mother, right?" Princess Anping grabbed Yun Zimo's arm and pulled him over, and beat Yun Zimo on the shoulder many times out of control.
"You haven't traveled far since you were a child, and you dare to run away from home this time. Who gave you the courage?"
"Since you ran away, why did you come back?"
While scolding Yun Zimo, Princess Anping looked at him and saw that he was tanned and thinner. He was not wearing the splendid and luxurious clothes that he usually wears in the capital, but cheap and low-quality cotton robes.
The tears suddenly fell like broken beads, and they kept falling.
Yun Zimo was at a loss: "Mom... I know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again in the future."
Princess Anping cried for a long time, and Yun Zimo admitted her mistake and tried to persuade her for a while, finally letting Princess Anping calm down.
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Go back and have a good rest first... Your father has gone to Qingshan Camp. If he knows that you are back, he will probably have to deal with you badly. Please watch your skin carefully."
"Isn't my mother interceding for me?" Yun Zimo said with a playful smile, "Mother can't just ignore me!"
"Now I know what my mother is like!"
Princess Anping sniffed and said angrily: "Hurry up and wash up, change clothes, eat something and go to bed."
"Yes, mother, let's have a good rest." Yun Zimo bowed to Princess Anping in a polite manner.
After coming out of her yard, the smile on Yun Zimo's face gradually faded and she became extremely tired.
He returned to his courtyard, took a bath and ate something, and then fell on the bed.
I slept extremely deeply and had a big dream.
When he woke up, he stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.
The furnishings inside the house are familiar.
The bookshelf not far away is full of calligraphy works, all written by him.
There is also an unfinished micro-picture of green hills and mountains on the desk, which was originally the masterpiece of Senior Brother Linlu.
There were patrolling soldiers passing by outside the courtyard, rough servants and maids were cleaning the courtyard, and a close-fitting Chang Sui Qingfeng stood under the corridor.
Everything reminded him that he had returned to Prince Zhan's Mansion, in the courtyard where he originally lived.