After taking care of her, Zhan Beihan took the time to clean himself up and changed into a new set of clothes.
It's almost time.
The ship docked smoothly.
It was already dark at this time, and the location where the boat was parked was a flat river with low mountains on both sides, so the location was quite hidden.
The corresponding guards had already arrived. A specially packed carriage was parked in the middle of the road, along with horses, prison wagons, carts, etc. There were quite a few people in the team.
After the ship stopped, a long ramp was set up, and the soldiers on the ship escorted the prisoners and loot in an orderly manner, and disembarked one by one.
Yoruichi is in charge of overall command.
The river bank was busy and orderly.
After all the prisoners were shackled and packed into prison cars, several hundred kilograms of crude iron from the merchant ship and valuable items on board were also loaded onto the cars, covered with tarpaulin, and prepared to be sent to the imperial mausoleum.
Zhan Beihan then got off the boat unhurriedly.
He did not come down alone. He was holding someone crosswise in his arms. He was wrapped in a wide black gold cloak and hooded, covering his whole body without revealing anything.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, it was obvious that he was holding a slender woman in his arms.
Because her long, slightly moist black hair fell out from under the cloak, like a beautiful ink-colored waterfall. As she walked and blew in the river breeze, it dangled gently in the man's arms, attracting people's imagination.
"See you, my lord!"
All the guards on the river bank knelt down and bowed their heads in unison.
No one dared to look into his arms.
Zhan Beihan held someone in his arms and strode past the guards who were kneeling on the ground. He put the pedals in front of the carriage early in the morning. Zhan Beihan got on the carriage and was satisfied to see that the carriage was re-opened.
Arranged.
A thick soft blanket is spread on the couch, and goose feather pillows and blankets are also placed, which looks very comfortable.
He put the sleeping woman in his arms on the soft couch of the carriage, stuffed the pillow, and watched as she consciously hugged the quilt, turned over and shrank into the corner of the soft couch, sleeping deeply and soundly.
He was taken away and sold without even knowing it!
Zhan Beihan was angry and funny. He raised his hand to push the window and said coldly: "Pingshen, let's go!"
"Yes." The guards all over the ground stood up.
A long, heavily guarded procession marched towards the imperial mausoleum. The carriage bumped and swayed all the way, and Xiao Lingyue fell into a deep sleep, completely unaware of where she was.
When she finally woke up from her tired sleep, she found herself lying in a completely unfamiliar room.
It was already dark outside the window.
There was only a small oil lamp lit in the room, and the light was soft and dim, not dazzling at all.
She was lying on the bed in the house, her body was very refreshing, there was no sticky feeling from sweat, only the overworked muscles were a little sore.
Where is she?
Have you disembarked?
Xiao Lingyue sat up on the bed in confusion, looked at the unfamiliar layout in the room, and became even more confused.
Zhan Beihan is not in the house.
No one else either.
Xiao Lingyue wanted to get out of bed, but her feet felt a little weak when they landed on the ground, her body ached, and she couldn't feel energetic.
She gritted her teeth and stood firm on the bedside, just wanting to look around.
"Squeak." The door suddenly opened.
A woman carrying a food basket and her hair pulled up came in. She looked happy when she saw her: "Princess, are you awake? Don't get out of bed in a hurry. Sit down and take your time first. Don't fall."
As she said that, she quickly put the food box on the table, hurriedly came over to help her, and said enthusiastically: "The prince has specially asked you to rest more. You can also eat in bed. There is no need to rush to the ground."