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

As we traveled across Vietnam, the scenery along the way gradually softened from the harsh northern border scenery. As spring approached, the snow in the sky turned into continuous spring rain.

Rain is not like snow. It is much more powerful when it soaks people, soaking them from head to toe. Once the cold wind blows, it is easy to catch a cold.

Even so, Rong Yan and Liu Feng still did not come in to ride together, which really made Zhu Zheng feel guilty. She mentioned it to Liu Feng tactfully, but he just said it was an order from the adults and that they could just prepare a carriage at the next post station.

Zhu Zheng felt depressed and couldn't explain what she was feeling. Guilt mixed with loss, and she didn't feel comfortable at all.

The next post station was in Jintan City. When the carriage stopped, it woke up Zhu Zheng who had accidentally fallen asleep. She opened her eyes and found that she was covered with a silver-purple robe, which exuded a faint cold fragrance that surrounded her.

Needless to say, Zhu Zheng stared at it in a daze for a while, and suddenly, as if possessed, she lowered her head and wanted to get closer to smell it.

Unexpectedly, just when he got close to his nose, the door curtain happened to be lifted by a hand, and Zhu Zheng maintained the posture of smelling people's clothes and was caught on the spot.

She froze where she stood, and in a hurry she came up with several ideas. Among pretending to be unconscious, crazy, stupid, or sick, she chose the one she was best at. She grabbed the front of her clothes and blew her nose hard.

It's better to be embarrassed than to be considered a pervert...

……Bar?

There was a moment of silence, and then a familiar voice sounded at the door, "Did you catch a cold?"

After hearing that it was the owner of the clothes, Zhu Zheng wanted to die, but she could only bite the bullet and continue the play. She sniffed twice and raised her head calmly, "It seems a little bit..."

Rong Yan loosened his hand on the door curtain and turned around, saying, "I'll go get a heater."

"No need, sir!" Zhu Zheng hurriedly stopped him.

Rong Yan stopped and turned to look over.

Zhu Zheng's throat moved, "How about Daren and Liufeng come in and sit together? It will be warmer if there are more people..."

In the slanting wind and drizzle, Rong Yan's eyebrows and hair were covered with a layer of fine mist. He stood at the door for a long time and then got into the car.

This time he did not sit opposite Zhu Zheng, but sat next to her on the same side. The chilly spring breeze outside the curtain blew in with him, but was mostly blocked by him.

The remaining spring breeze, carrying the scent of cold plum blossoms, blew on Zhu Zheng's face, with refreshing and refreshing waves, like an invisible butterfly, which was sucked into Zhu Zheng's stomach.

Her heart was pounding and she subconsciously lowered her head, still holding his robe in her arms. She almost buried her entire face in it, then quickly sat up straight.

After this series of actions, the people sitting around him were unaware. It seemed that he was called up at the last minute and there was no book prepared for him to read, so he just sat there upright.

Zhu Zhengyi sat upright, with her eyes downcast but couldn't help but secretly glance at him out of the corner of her eye.

Rong Yan looked a little tired due to the long journey, but he did not look embarrassed. He just seemed to have turned back into the person Zhu Zheng remembered in her previous life, speaking little and smiling seldom, looking far away and unreachable.

However, the wound she bit on his lip seemed to never heal. After the carriage had been traveling for ten days or half a month, the red scar was still there...

Could it be that her teeth are really poisonous?

Seeing that he was about to think about the specific cause of the wound again, Zhu Zheng felt that he should find a topic to talk about. After thinking for a long time, he could only say, "I will wash the clothes and return them to you."

Rong Yan turned his eyes to look at Zhu Zheng, and was silent for a long time, "No need to return it."

Zhu Zheng: “…”

He must be disgusted with her. The butterflies in Zhu Zheng's stomach flew away. Thinking of her rude behavior just now, she couldn't help but secretly scolded in her heart, "What a stupid move..."

It was clear that the other person didn't want the dress anymore, and there was no room for refusal.

Zhu Zheng pursed her lips for a long time, then uttered dryly, "Thank you, sir..."

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After that day, they didn't buy another carriage. Rong Yan started riding with Zhu Zheng again, but he would just sit next to Zhu Zheng and read quietly. He read countless books and spoke almost nothing.

Fortunately, there was a talkative and dense breeze, and it was like a sparrow that had entered the carriage, hovering between two silent white cranes, chirping all day long, so it didn't get cold.

After walking for another half a month, we finally arrived in Shengjing.

Kyoto is a place of prosperity that is eye-catching.

As soon as she entered the city gate, Zhu Zheng lifted the curtain and looked out. The busy streets were crowded with people, dignitaries passed by in sedan chairs, and vendors were shouting loudly with a variety of gadgets hanging on the wall, one after another.

This was the Shengjing she was familiar with, a Shengjing that belonged not only to princes and nobles, but also to peddlers and vagrants.

For aristocratic families, giving up officialdom to go into business was seen as a great decline. Even the Zhu family, which had long since fallen into decline, felt so.

Even if there are only a few moldy spirit tablets left underneath, he will still be buried with his century-old fame.

Zhu Zheng recalled a good dream she had when she was a child. She dreamed that she and her sister climbed over the wall and escaped from the Zhu Mansion. Their grandmother was chasing them but could not catch up with them. They ran together hand in hand, ran through flowers and grass, ran into the wilderness and forests, jumped into the river, and floated downstream to a place where no one knew them.

How wonderful it would be if that dream could come true... If she and her sister could leave Shengjing, they could hide their identities, start a small tea business with a few trusted people, buy some land and houses, and they would definitely be much happier than they are now.

It’s a pity that dreams can’t come true. When she was thinking this, the carriage stopped.

The Zhu Mansion that I escaped from in the dream has arrived.

As soon as the carriage stopped, it was immediately surrounded by a group of people. Rong Yan got off the carriage first, stood in the crowd and stretched out a hand to her.

Zhu Zheng looked at the hand and hesitated for a moment, then jumped out of the car.

As soon as I stood on the ground, before I could see clearly who were the people surrounding me, my grandmother's rosy face immediately came towards me.

"Our Zheng'er has worked hard on this trip. Come and let grandma take a look. Your little face is so thin. You can tell from one glance that you have been working day and night without sleeping or eating!"

Zhu Zheng hadn't seen her grandmother for half a year. During the journey, she had thought a lot about how she would scold her. It was just a few repetitive words, but she had never thought that it would be a thank you for your hard work...

It is true that she was shot by an arrow in vain and it was some unavoidable hardship, but why did her grandmother also feel that she suffered?

Shouldn't we scold her and tell her that she deserves it?

In a confusion, Zhu Zheng turned her head to look at Rong Yan, wanting to ask him if he had sent her to the wrong place.

Rong Yan stood beside Zhu Zheng in silence. Madam Zhu smiled and sympathized with Zhu Zheng, then immediately said, "Thank you, Master Taifu, for personally sending the fourth girl back."

A man dressed as a monk appeared from nowhere, put a string of holy flowers around Zhu Zheng's neck, and said in a shrill voice, "Thanks to the lucky draw by Fourth Miss Zhu in the autumn hunt, not only did we win the autumn hunt, but also the weather in Dayong City has been good and the harvest has been good in the past six months."

Zhu Zheng, who was holding the flowers, frowned. It sounded like there was a lot of good news, but what did it have to do with her?

"Look at this child, now she is so calm and graceful. It is indeed the grace of heaven. She has been completely transformed in the six months at Fanlin Temple." Madam Zhu called to the people around her, "Today's guests are invited to have a drink at Zhu's house and enjoy the blessing of the fourth girl!"

Amid the laughter around them, Madam Zhu held Zhu Zheng's hand and asked a series of questions, "Why did you come back early? Did you finish praying for blessings and celebrating the New Year? Where is the Crown Prince? Did he return to the capital as well?"

Zhu Zheng was already confused, and became even more confused after hearing what she said. But even though she was confused, she could sense something strange in her grandmother's words and did not dare to respond rashly.

Rong Yan at the side spoke for her, "Prince, there are other arrangements."