Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

That night, Zhu Zheng lay in bed unable to sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I began to recall the past since I arrived at Chengxu Mountain. I thought of everyone I met and every word I said. They flashed by quickly or slowly, and finally settled on Rong Yan's lonely brows in the Red Plum Warm Pavilion...

She tossed and turned until dawn finally dawned and finally closed her eyes. Early in the morning, she was quickly woken up by the neighing of horses outside the window.

Zhu Zheng got up and went out. There was a person standing outside. When he heard the door open, he immediately turned around and shouted with a silly smile on his face, "Fourth Miss!"

"Liu Feng?" Zhu Zheng thought she was dazzled and asked in confusion, "When did you come here?"

"I came here three months ago." Liu Feng continued, "I live in the neighboring Shiyan Town. The master said that if there is anything, please call me to the villa..."

Zhu Zheng frowned, "You live in..."

"Sir!" Liu Feng suddenly called out and ran over hurriedly, "The fourth girl is awake!"

Rong Yan nodded, his eyes swept across Zhu Zheng, and said to Liu Feng, "Let's set off."

The four-horse carriage was very spacious. A pot of tea was heating on the square table in the middle, and the seat was covered with a thick silk cushion.

Zhu Zheng got on the car first and sat down in the corner.

After a while, the door curtain was lifted, and the person standing at the door stood tall and glanced at where she was sitting.

Zhu Zheng hasn't spoken to him since she left yesterday. She opened her mouth, but no one knew what to say.

Logically speaking, they didn't become enemies. After returning to Shengjing, they might run into each other somewhere else. The best way to deal with it would be to pretend nothing had happened, greet each other as usual, and hope to meet again in the future.

But she was a little embarrassed as to how to say that everything that happened between them "never happened".

This dilemma made her lose the opportunity to speak. In silence, Rong Yan lifted his robe, got into the car, and sat opposite her.

After sitting down, he took out a historical record and started reading while sitting upright.

Zhu Zheng looked for the opportunity to speak several times, but seeing that Rong Yan was looking at her seriously and had no intention of speaking, she thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​greeting her.

She lowered her head and rubbed her fingertips boredly.

Not long after, a round object was handed over. Zhu Zheng was stunned and saw that it was the hand warmer she had used before.

She didn't answer and shook her head, "I'm not cold."

Rong Yan paused and placed the hand warmer on the table.

The peaceful silence returned to the car.

Just when Zhu Zheng thought that the silence would last until Shengjing, a man rushed in and sat down next to Rong Yan.

"Let's go!" Liu Feng, who was always cheerful, said to Zhu Zheng, "Fourth Miss, we plan to go directly from Chengxu Mountain to Ertian Mountain, taking the ancient Xianma Road. It is half as fast as the official road. The post stations along the way have arranged horses for transfer. We will reach the capital in about a month."

Zhu Zheng nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you for arranging it."

"It was all arranged by the adults." Liu Feng scratched his head and said with a smile, "Just now, he specifically asked me to tell the girl outside."

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Liu Feng, and sighed almost imperceptibly.

When Zhu Zheng turned to look at Rong Yan, he had regained his composure and was still reading the book in the same posture, motionless.

Zhu Zheng thought about it. He had heard her words of thanks just now, so there was no need to say it again...

"Finally, we are going back to Shengjing," Liu Feng did not hide his eagerness to go home, "My Lord, you have not been back for so long, and the others in Shengjing miss you so much. Sister Xue has been free recently, and she insisted on coming with me to pick you up..."

Rong Yan said nothing and just looked at the book in his hand.

Liu Feng had gotten used to it long ago, and continued to talk to himself, "By the way, sir, I brought the things you wanted from Shengjing."

As Liu Feng spoke, he took out an arm-length rosewood cylinder from his back and handed it to him.

Rong Yan finally made a move and said "hmm", but showed no intention of answering.

When Zhu Zheng heard that something was brought from Shengjing, she thought it must be something important, but why was Rong Yan's attitude so lukewarm?

Liu Feng obviously had the same question. He unscrewed the lid of the wooden cylinder and said to Zhu Zheng, "Sir, should we return it to the fourth one..."

Rong Yan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the wooden barrel.

Zhu Zheng only took a quick glance and didn't have time to see clearly. Inside was a roll of paper that looked like a painting.

Rong Yan closed the lid and stuffed it back into Liu Feng's arms.

"Leave it alone."

Liu Feng said "Oh" in confusion, turned around and put the wooden barrel back on his back. When he turned around, he saw Rong Yan's face and suddenly shouted.

"My Lord, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Zhu Zheng was startled by him and raised her head when she heard the words. She had not dared to look at Rong Yan carefully just now. Her eyes fell on his lips and there was indeed a bloodstain at the lower edge.

His lips were very pale, and his face was pale too. The bloodstain broke his usual calmness and added a touch of weirdness, which made people imagine a lot.

Rong Yan frowned, tightened his hand holding the book, and glanced at the figure opposite him.

Seeing that the master ignored him, Liu Feng turned to Zhu Zheng and said, "Fourth Miss, look at the master's mouth!"

Zhu Zheng: ...

Thanks for the mention, but she doesn't want to watch it anymore.

The glance just now had evoked the memory of the entanglement of their breath yesterday. The smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of cold plums seemed to permeate her mouth again. Zhu Zheng felt hot in her ears and felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She weakly raised her hands to cover her face.

"It's freezing cold in Chengxu Mountain, there aren't even any mosquitoes, snakes or rats. How could anything leave such a big wound?..." Liu Feng focused on the wound and continued to discuss with Zhu Zheng without any consideration, "Fourth Miss, help me see what bit you? If it's poisonous, I'll..."

"Liu Feng." Rong Yan interrupted him.

Liu Feng asked, “Ah?”

"go out."

Liu Feng exclaimed again, "Why? It's very cold outside, sir."

The carriage is so spacious, it's not like there's not enough room for everyone. He also stayed in the carriage when he traveled before.

Rong Yan frowned, his face expressionless.

Liu Feng didn't dare to disobey the order directly, and looked at Zhu Zheng with a cunning look, "Fourth Miss, tell the adults that it's snowing outside, and your head will be frozen."

Zhu Zheng raised her head and glanced at Rong Yan. Coincidentally, the person opposite her also raised his eyes suddenly, and his heavy gaze met hers.

Zhu Zheng was startled, and immediately looked away, turning to Liu Feng who looked unwilling.

With Liu Feng around, the atmosphere was much more lively, and she and Rong Yan didn't have to play invisible people to each other. But at this moment, it was really difficult for him to keep asking about the wound on Rong Yan's mouth. Maybe if he went out for a while, he would forget about it, and she could call him in later.

So Zhu Zheng handed over her rabbit fur hat.

"Bring it to you."

Liu Feng subconsciously wanted to take it, but he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He saw his master's eyes swept past him and fell on the hand of Fourth Miss Zhu.

"No, let's just freeze to death. I'm not smart anyway."

Liu Feng crouched down and got out, taking all the words with him, and there were only two silent people left in the car.

The carriage was swaying, and the curtains were blown open from time to time. Zhu Zheng looked outside and saw that Chengxu Villa had turned into a small black dot, and the distant mountains were gradually blending into the endless void, as if it was the end of a grand dream.

Zhu Zheng hugged the soft pillow in her arms, lost in thought with a heavy heart.

The bright light coming in through the window illuminated Rong Yan's outline. His eyelashes were half-closed and he was holding a book between his fingertips. He looked as aloof and solemn as a jade.

But she felt that after so much time, the adults had not turned a single page of their books.

Having barely slept the entire night before, the rocking of the carriage made Zhu Zheng feel sleepy. Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and she quietly covered her face and yawned.

Rong Yan raised his eyes, "Feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhu Zheng didn't expect him to speak so suddenly, and she became more alert. "No."

"You don't look well." He said calmly.

Zhu Zheng pursed her lips. When she didn’t sleep well, her face would turn gray. It just looked serious and was not a big problem. It was even a skill that made it convenient for her to pretend to be sick when she was a child.

"I'm fine." She explained quietly, "I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Rong Yan raised his chin and gestured to the soft couch beside him, "Go to sleep now."

Zhu Zheng shook her head and said, "I can't sleep now."

Rong Yan frowned, "Why?"

Zhu Zheng was speechless for a while, because she had to stay alert and pay attention to his every move at all times, reminding herself to maintain the proper boundaries of love. How could she close her eyes?

But she hadn't thought of making up an excuse. After all, she was still in Rong Yan's carriage, and she couldn't just say that she felt uncomfortable.

As Zhu Zheng avoided his gaze, Rong Yan put the book on the table and fixed his eyes unreservedly on the figure in the corner.

She was sitting very far away in the huge carriage, as if she wanted to embed herself into the carriage. Her eyes, which were usually clear black and white, blinked slowly and then opened with difficulty, and her pale cheeks were almost bloodless.

"I know." Rong Yan suddenly said.

After saying that, he lifted the car curtain and walked out directly. His movements were quick and decisive without any delay.

"Sir, why did you come out? It's really freezing outside." Liu Feng's voice soon sounded outside the car, "Ah? You want to ride a horse? But it's so warm inside, why go out to ride a horse..."