An inconspicuous carriage on the official road slowly drove towards Biancheng, the capital of the Great Liang Kingdom, with a small group of refugees. This year, the Great Liang Kingdom suffered a once-in-a-century flood, destroying nearly one-third of the country.
The fields have turned thousands of people into displaced refugees, but the court's disaster relief has not yet arrived, and many people have starved to death along the way. Everyone dragged their children and gathered in the towns, hoping to
Received relief from the court.
The carriage shaft was filled with children who could not walk, so the horses pulling the carriage were carrying heavy loads and moved very slowly. A girl with bright eyes and white teeth in the carriage leaned on the couch and looked through the notebook in her hand.
She watched very carefully, and had stopped listening to what was going on outside the window; the sweet maid next to her, Su Lan, was fanning her, and the scorching heat made her fan herself all the time, but it couldn't stop her from admiring it.
The passion for the beautiful scenery outside the window.
Suddenly the carriage came to a sudden stop, the maidservant couldn't sit still and rushed forward and fell to the ground. A series of "Oh, Ouyo" sounds came from outside the carriage.
Zhu Ying looked at her ball-like appearance and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. Sulan got up and said coquettishly: "Miss, why are you still laughing at me!"
Sulan still has a childish look, with a round face and a round body. When she gets angry, she puffs up her cheeks and they become even rounder. Zhu Ying can't help but pinch her cheeks.
"Why are you always so restless? The scenery outside is so beautiful, and it's not the first time you've been back!"
Sulan said sadly: "But this may be the last time. Don't you plan to never come back again?"
Zhu Ying did not answer her words, but her eyes became deep, with deep pain hidden in her eyes.
Sulan didn't want to remind her of her master's sad past, so she shouted through the car curtain: "Driver, how did you drive the car? You killed me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd outside the car started shouting in panic and heard footsteps running in all directions.
Zhu Ying and Su Lan looked at each other, and Su Lan reacted quickly, pulled out a dagger and put it on her chest and asked: "Driver, what happened?"
No one outside the car answered her, only the sound of panicked running, and the horse began to stir uneasily. Zhu Ying frowned slightly, put a few silver needles in her hand, and winked at Su Lan.
Su Lan understood, and opened the curtain of the carriage, only to see that the driver was shot dead by an arrow in the middle of his head. Refugees fled in all directions, and the ground was a mess. In the woods not far away, there were two groups of people fighting fiercely. The driver was hit by an arrow.
The arrow was fired from that direction.
Sulan said excitedly: "Miss, I seem to have encountered bandits."
"Bandits?" Zhu Ying's frown deepened, "How can there be bandits when we are almost to the imperial capital? Has Great Liang Kingdom declined to this level?"
Sulan also felt desolate and didn't know what to say.
Zhu Ying said bitterly: "This is the country that that man swore to risk everything to protect? I will never forgive him!"
Su Lan also had mixed feelings in her heart. This is their motherland but it has begun to decline.
Zhu Ying retracted her thoughts and asked: "How is the situation?"
Su Lan put up the awning with her hands, stood on tiptoes and looked ahead and said: "It looks like they are evenly matched."
Zhu Ying stood up and came to Su Lan's side and looked ahead. There were two groups of people fighting fiercely at the entrance of the woods in front of them. One group of people were dressed in black clothes and covered with black cloth, holding uniform broadswords in their hands, and they were well-trained;
The other party was dressed simply, looking like an ordinary caravan but with extraordinary skills. They were all brave and tough, especially the man in the black python suit, who was full of domineering, pointing east and west like the god of war, standing beside him
The woman in white also has sharp swordsmanship and a flexible figure.
The number of masked men in black was more than twice that of the other side, but their combat power was inferior to that of the caravan, so the two sides were tied for a while.
Su Lan said indignantly: "Miss, they are bullying people by using more to defeat less. I'm going to help!"
Zhu Ying gave her a "fried chestnut" and said: "Do you think you are a bamboo hunter? With the three-legged cat skills like you and me, breaking in will only cost you two more heads, not to mention how do you know who is a good person?
Who is the bad guy?"
Su Lan knew that the young lady did not want to make extravagance, so she murmured: "Those who cover their faces are definitely not good people!"
Zhu Ying gouged out her look, and Sulan changed her tune obediently.
"But they blocked our only way to Bian City. If they don't decide the winner as soon as possible, we won't be able to enter the city!"
Zhu Ying also knew this, but she still didn't want to get involved, and said calmly: "Wait a minute, it's still early, maybe the winner will be determined soon!"
Su Lan suggested: "Use a stick of incense to stun them, so that they don't have to fight back and forth."
Zhu Ying glared at her and said: "You just want to interfere. Have you forgotten the purpose of our return this time? Don't cause trouble! I still want to escape unscathed."
She just wants to quietly complete the task assigned by her master, take a look at the brother who worries her, remove her title of princess if possible, and then take her brother away from this land that makes her sad.
"Okay then, I'll bury the person, and they should finally decide the winner."
Sulan couldn't bear the driver to expose the body to the wilderness, so she took the body out of the car, dug a hole with the arrow on his head, buried the body, and then paid three respects.
She patted the dust on her body and looked at the still undecided battle and then at her master. Zhu Ying looked at the sky and murmured: "We can't really miss the time to enter the city!"
"That's right," Su Lan said, "If we don't return home before the prince enters the city, we will be in trouble!"
Zhu Ying's face turned dark and she said, "I'm afraid he has long forgotten that there is a princess in Biancheng!"
Su Lan smiled and said: "That's not just right. We don't care about this title in the first place."
Zhu Ying smiled, her smile hard to hide her bitterness, but her twinkling eyes were filled with longing for the future.
Su Lan said with some worry: "But I heard that the current Prince Chun is no longer the Prince Chun of the past. He is now a terrifying demon who leads the three armies, kills decisively, and everyone below calls him——
Living King of Hell."
Zhu Ying thought of the little prince who fought with her on her wedding day and was beaten to tears by her. She really couldn't imagine how scary he could become, but no matter what he became, she would no longer be
The rough-haired girl she was back then.
"Everything has a price. As long as you pay the price, you can get what you want."
Sulan said: "I feel bad!"
Zhu Ying smiled confidently and said: "You have forgotten the news from Qingzhumen: He treats his enemies like a devil but cherishes his men. As long as I can save the people he wants, I should be able to make a deal. Save me."
Who can say it’s okay if it’s not okay?”
Sulan said: "Then the prince must give you a chance?"
Zhu Ying is not worried about not having such an opportunity.
"It's hard to say. He has great achievements. It's not that simple to be recalled to Bian City by the emperor this time." Zhu Ying looked at the battle ahead. The men in black added more people, and the caravan was at a disadvantage. "
Test the wind direction!”
Sulan asked excitedly: "Are you going to use it?"
Zhu Ying nodded and said: "We can't wait any longer, otherwise we will really miss the time to enter the city. I don't want to spend the night outside the city gate."
Sulan jumped off the carriage, grabbed a handful of grass and threw it in the air. The breeze mixed with the grass and floated towards the direction of the fierce fight.
Su Lan said: "The wind direction is right and the wind speed is good!"
Zhu Ying said: "Let's light some incense!"
Sulan hesitated and asked: "Miss, will using Mixiang reverse the situation? I think the caravan is a good person."
Zhu Ying laughed "hum" and said: "This caravan is not simple, any one of them will be better than you, don't get into trouble, go quickly!"
"Oh!" Su Lan responded and ran to the back of the carriage. She opened a large box and took out an exquisite incense burner. Then she opened the oil paper package next to the incense burner and filled the incense burner with red incense cubes. Then she used fire to fold it.
The incense was lit, and then the incense burner was placed on the nearest big tree. After a while, red smoke drifted towards the battlefield with the breeze.
Zhu Ying returned to the car, found a comfortable position to sit down, and continued to look at the notebook in her hand.
This handbook recorded what her mentor had learned throughout her life, and the second half even explained in detail some of the difficult and complicated diseases he encountered. It was worthy of her careful study and repeated consideration. However, at the moment, the characters were dancing in front of her eyes, and she could not even read a word.
Can't even see it.
The closer she got to Bian Cheng, the more restless she became. This time was different from the past. Before, he had been guarding the northwest and not in the mansion. The guards in the mansion were relatively lax. Every time she returned to the mansion, she could easily change her maids to travel. As long as the courtyard
No one would find out that she was not in the palace. But when he came back, everything became different. Moreover, this time she wanted to ask for a divorce letter and wanted to make a clean break with him. To get the divorce letter, she had to have a divorce with him.
He met formally.
I wonder if the two of them will get into a fight like they did on their wedding day when they meet this time?
She——Zhu Ying, the legitimate daughter of Zhu Neng, the prime minister of the Great Liang Kingdom, was originally the beloved daughter of the emperor, and she should be loved by all. But the reality is that she is worse than a slave. Her father has never held her since she was sensible.
He would not see her if he could, and every time he looked at her when he could not avoid it, his eyes would be cold and full of disgust. When she was three years old, her mother asked Zhu Ying to worship her senior brother, the God of Medicine, Lu Zhongxu, as her teacher.
From then on, she lived with her master.
When Zhu Ying was five years old, the old emperor suddenly fell seriously ill, and the imperial doctors were helpless. The ministers headed by Zhu Neng proposed a royal wedding to celebrate the illness of the old emperor.
The old emperor was also confused. That year, he consecrated his most beloved son, the Fourteenth Master Zhao Yu, as Prince Chun, and appointed Zhu Ying as Princess Chun. The two got married that day.
In this way, she became Princess Chun, and was inexplicably hated by Zhao Yuji, who imprisoned her in Cuihua Garden. Except for three regular meals a day, which a servant would deliver through the small door, no one dared to set foot there.
After passing here, this place became a forbidden area for the entire palace and her tomb.
This marriage made her realize her father's ruthlessness, and this marriage also took away her mother's life.
She originally wanted to follow her master and leave, but her marriage was a gift from the emperor. If she did this, she would inevitably harm the Zhu family and her younger brother. His younger brother is her only relative. She cannot ignore his safety...
"Miss," Su Lan's call brought her back to reality. She handed her a handkerchief soaked in horse urine, and she took one in her hand, "I have already covered the horse."
Zhu Ying nodded and took the wet handkerchief. Although the smell was a bit strong, it was the only antidote that could cure the incense stick.
"Let's go!"
Sulan waved her whip and the horse started to trot, and the wheels started turning "gurgling", as if the unknown gear of their destiny had been turned on.
I wonder where the wheel of fortune will take her? This chapter has been completed!