Xu was a group of people who walked away with great fanfare. The guests who had just been driven to other tables in the post house immediately looked at each other and started talking. In the end, their voices became more and more unscrupulous.
Until the words "Xu made some mistake and was exiled as a criminal" with a mocking and playful tone came out, the man standing at the door suddenly turned his head.
Although he was wearing a bamboo hat, his eyes were extremely cold, and his aura was cold. He stood there motionless, causing the person who was still talking loudly to fall silent for an instant.
The hat on the man's head swayed slightly, he walked around in the crowd, snorted coldly, and when he was about to turn around, his body suddenly stiffened and he turned around sharply.
I saw a pot of tea and a plate of untouched snacks sitting in the farthest corner. What was puzzling was that the person who originally drank the tea had gone somewhere.
The man's face suddenly darkened, he walked to that seat in a few steps, turned to look at the table next to him, "Where was the person sitting here just now?"
"Ah? No, I don't know... I just left." The man was startled and quickly shook his head and waved his hands.
"Have you seen her appearance clearly?" the man asked again, his tone cold and stern.
"No, no... her back is to you, and her back to me... I just remember that she looked slender and was wearing white clothes."
Before he could finish his words, the man wearing a bamboo hat rushed out.
In the post house, the remaining guests looked at each other in confusion, and finally let out a "poof" in unison.
No matter how powerful a person is, what can he do if he has been exiled? He still has to wear a mask, maybe he is too ugly and would not dare to see people in broad daylight, right?
After leaving the door of the post house, the man lifted off his bamboo hat and mounted his horse. He sneered and rushed towards the city. Looking at those cold and sinister eyes, who else could it be if he wasn't Chu Kuo?
Riding fast all the way, Chu Kuo stopped a carriage when he was half a mile away from the city gate.
Seeing the panicked look in the coachman's eyes, Chu Kuo sneered, turned the horse around, and waved the riding crop in his hand toward the carriage window, "What a coincidence, the man in the car didn't plan to come down to see you.
A face?"
When the whip fell, there was no movement in the car.
Chu Kuo frowned, with a trace of ridicule on his lips, and stretched out his hand to swing his whip again.
It was too late, but soon, when he lowered the whip again, the curtain suddenly opened, and a pretty face stretched out, "Huh? His Highness the Eighth Prince?"
Chu Kuo's wrist paused, and the tail of the raised whip was only an inch away from landing on that fair face, but it spun in the air and was withdrawn.
At that moment, Zhang Qingjiu was smiling, but Chu Kuo's heart skipped a beat inexplicably and his face turned pale.
The corners of his mouth moved, and Chu Kuo narrowed his eyes, "Why didn't you say anything when you were sitting in the sedan?"
The cold and vicious tone hid a trace of fear that even he himself was not aware of.
"Weichen is scared." Zhang Qingjiu blinked, "I heard the sound of whips when I came up. Weichen thought that he would encounter tyrannical robbers five miles away from the capital city."
What a domineering robber!
Chu Kuo's breath was suffocated, and the strange feeling in his heart was instantly rushed out of the sky by these words. He sneered and said: "That's unfortunate. His Majesty called the Crown Prince to the palace to check his injuries. I thought someone had stolen it.
Is the carriage in the Prince's Mansion doing evil?"
Although the carriage is ordinary, the royal objects are unique and ingenious. Others cannot see it, but they can't hide it from the eyes of these royal relatives.
"Ha, that's really a big misunderstanding." Zhang Qingjiu put his arm on the window, and the corner of his mouth showed a hint of a smile, "Where did the Eighth Prince come from?"
Did Chu Kuo see her? Of course he did.
Otherwise, she would not have left directly through the back door of the inn at the last moment.
But so what if she saw it? As long as he didn't crash on the spot, she didn't believe that Chu Kuo would dare to attack! As long as he has any brains, he understands what it means to assess the situation.
Duke Zhen Guo was a shameless but thoughtful old fox, but he didn't know that Chu Kuo had inherited his shamelessness and learned some of his skills.
Chu Kuo did not expect that Zhang Qingjiu would ask this question first. His eyes flashed and he asked: "My prince has been depressed these days and went out for a walk in the city. Where did you come from?"
"Oh." Zhang Qingjiu nodded clearly, "I'm bored too, so I just went out to take a look."
Obviously both of them knew that the other was lying, but their moods at the moment were completely different.
Chu Kuo looked at Zhang Qingjiu with a smile on his face, and he felt so angry that he could peel off her skin and make her...make her life worse than death, and kneel in front of him and beg for mercy.
Zhang Qingjiu, on the other hand, sighed quietly, a little regretful that Chu Kuo didn't intend to break up with him. It seemed that this bastard really had some brains.
Seeing that Zhang Qingjiu was not going to tell the truth, Chu Kuo narrowed his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Then Mr. Zhang really has to be careful. Outside the capital city is not as safe as inside the imperial city. Don't get hurt."
yes."
"Thank you for the reminder, His Highness the Eighth." Zhang Qingjiu smiled slightly and shook his head, "Then I would also like to remind His Highness the Eighth Highness not to wander around casually. After all, not every disaster can be turned into good fortune.
Yes, do you understand?"
Zhang Qingjiu said the last few words extremely lightly, but they hit Chu Kuo's heart like a heavy hammer.
Sure enough she was there and she heard it!
Seeing Chu Kuo's face turning blue and white, Zhang Qingjiu screamed in joy. Not to mention her being narrow-minded, if the mad dog didn't beat him up when he fell into the water, could she still be waiting for him to come ashore?
Chu Kuo gritted his teeth, and word after word came out of his mouth, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao Zhang, for your kind words!"
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, you're welcome." Zhang Qingjiu blinked and prepared to lower the curtain.
"Wait!" Chu Kuo narrowed his eyes.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows.
"In the past few days, Mr. Xiao Zhang has simply spoken about heaven's punishment, but Da Hui's court has been in a state of panic. Why don't Mr. Xiao Zhang help me to see if there is any punishment from heaven?" Chu Kuo said.
He stood up and raised his chin.
Hearing these words, Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, then there was a flash of amusement in his eyes, and he raised his fingers, "You want to know?"
Chu Kuo pulled the reins and took two steps closer, "Of course."
Zhang Qingjiu sighed, "As the saying goes, every cause must have its effect. Your retribution, Your Highness, is... me."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu raised his head slightly, raised his brows, looked into Chu Kuo's eyes that were almost bursting with fire, and smiled so brightly.
Chu Kuo's breath was suffocated, and the riding crop in his hand could no longer be raised uncontrollably.
Zhang Qingjiu's smile became even brighter.
Fight, as long as you dare to fight, you will win today!
However, just as the whip fell, a black chess piece flew over from the air and hit Chu Kuo's arm with a "pop" sound.
The whip fell to the ground and the cold sound sounded almost at the same time.