Your Majesty, I am not worthy

"Are you going to leave now?"

Seeing Rong Mu in the room packing up the package, He Chao who didn't know what to do was scrambling around.

During the day, Rong Mu said that he was not sure when he would leave Lingqi County, but at night Rong Mu started to pack his things.

This was too sudden, and He Chao couldn't bear it.

But Rong Mu's hands and feet in packing his luggage were exceptionally nimble. He carefully tidied up the silver bracelets that he had hidden before, and those small clothes. The smile on Rong Mu's lips was a bit awkward.

"It happened suddenly."

"Then Mu is back?"

"..."

"Ah Mu, are you not coming back?"

It was known before that Rong Mu came out of Haojing, and now Rong Mu is going back to Haojing again,? He Chao only thought that Rong Mu was going to go into the tiger's mouth, so he couldn't help being a little worried.

"I don't know if I will come back for the time being." Rong Mu folded his small clothes and his jade joints froze in mid-air. Then he comforted He Chaodao, "But if you go to Beijing to catch the exam in the future, maybe we will meet again."

As long as he has not been dealt with by Chu Yuheng, then he may still have a chance to meet He Chao.

But such a reply did not satisfy He Chao.

When he was a bald head, He Chao liked to scratch his head whenever he was disturbed, but now he reached out and touched the slightly prickly hair top, He Chao retracted his palm, and forcefully forced a smile: "Then it's settled, then we Hao Goodbye Kyo."

"Okay, then you should remember to study hard when you are here."

"Yeah." He Chao responded, but his hair seemed to be snapped off.

Seeing this, Rong Mu was still worried.

Although He Chao is a good reader, his temper is a bit soft.

In addition, he is not too old, so he will be 11 years old after the new year.

So before leaving, Rong Mu took the time to go to the study.

He left a few letters for He Chao, except for the few letters for He Chao, the others were all for He Chao to pass on to others.

One was given to Shen Shumo. In the letter, Rong Mu apologized that he promised Shen Shumo to make a new pattern. I am afraid that he will not be able to deliver it to Shen Shumo in time. If there is a chance, he will definitely send it to Shen Shumo. In addition, please Shen Shumo took more care of He Chao.

And the other one is for the old man of the bookstore.

The invitation to play chess with the old man was promised before, but it was obviously ruined by him because he was going to Haojing. Rong Mu left the old anthology that he found in Jiangnan for the old man, and also wrote his own annotations. I attached it and gave it to the old man together.

With a short life span of less than [-] years, Rong Mu thinks that it is rare for him to meet people who can be like him in ancient books and poems.

But no matter how reluctant he was, he had to go back.

When he finally went out, Rong Mu simply packed up a package.

Everything he brought out from Haojing was there, except for a dagger given to him by Old General Hua, he used this dagger to stab Chu Yuheng, but this dagger was not lost.

He searched all over the house, but couldn't find it anywhere.

In order to hurry, he had no choice but to tell He Chao to be more careful, to see if the mother-in-law could find a dagger when cleaning the house.

He Chao also responded one by one.

Rong Mu nodded, then put the cloak on his body, and carried the package himself.

It was his own private property, and he didn't feel at ease giving it to anyone.

But when he went out, He Chao resisted his reluctance and did not send Rong Mu away.

It's as if they never parted without seeing each other off, and there won't be a long time between the next meeting.

Rong Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he let him go, and finally went to the small gate by himself.

The sky has not yet darkened, most of the sun is hanging on the eaves, and occasionally there are winter birds flying by in groups.

This is a winter scene that he has never seen in Hao Jing.

But he was in a hurry to hurry, and An Er had already gone to collect chariots and horses.

But when Rong Mu saw that An Er was leading two horses instead of a carriage, his brows slightly raised.

He hadn't ridden a horse for a long time.

Quickly estimating in his heart that his body was almost ready, Rong Mu hesitated for a moment and did not ask for a carriage ride.

A carriage is not as fast as a horse.

Rong Mu's posture on the horse was not very proficient, and he almost missed the rein and was thrown off the horse. In the end, his legs and feet were not strong enough, and he got off the horse halfway.

Seeing this, An Er was startled.

She forgot that Rong Mu is just an ordinary person, and his body is still weak.

"Subordinates, come change the carriage!"

"Need not."

Rong Mu tightened his hands, his palms were reddened by the pull of the rein just now, and when the pain in his hands dissipated a little, Rong Mu stepped on the ground with one foot again, using his strength to get up.

This time, he quickly controlled the rope, and he had rehearsed the posture of getting on the horse many times in his mind. From a complete look, although there were some stumbles, he was still calm.

When he was in Northern Xinjiang in the autumn of the previous year, General Hua had invited him to mount a horse. At that time, his body was not in such a state of decay, and he had once rode a horse with General Hua in the snowy forest.

But only rode two or three times.

The taste in it made Rong Mu miss it very much.

Now that he had the opportunity to touch the horse's reins again, Rong Muluo felt a little joy when he sat on the horse's back, but at the same time, he was careful not to let himself get too windy, and tied his cloak tighter.

Seeing that he got on the horse safely, An Er's heart skipped a beat in his throat and slowly fell back.

He got on the horse neatly, and secretly said: "This subordinate didn't think well, so we should slow down a little bit, my lord."

"Okay, thank you."

These words fell into An Er's ears, but it made her heart feel warm.

No one has ever thanked her like this.

But Rong Mu, who had fastened his cloak, never raised his head, he was still lowering his head to feel the touch of the rein in his hand.

The rider from Lingqi County had just mounted his horse, and the chariot and horse that Chu Yuheng took a step ahead of had already arrived at the junction of Lingqi County and Suinan County.

Before noon, Chu Yuheng's people were already on their way in the carriage, and the carriage stopped for half an hour. Chu Yuheng used some food along the way, changed the medicine for his lower abdomen wound, got back into the carriage and continued on his way.

The road was still smooth, but when the twilight began to dim, the official road ahead suddenly became more and more gravel.

While the carriage was swaying left and right, the knife wound on Chu Yuheng's lower abdomen was shattered open again.

He could touch the ruddy blood in his palm with his hand, and there was no other way, Chu Yuheng, who had endured the pain all the way, had no choice but to call out to stop.

The carriages and horses going forward will stop at the post station at the junction of Lingqi County and Suinan County. The whole group of people and horses will rest for a night tonight, and get up early tomorrow morning to continue on their way.

And the station is quite simple.

A table, a bed, and a pot of tea.

But before it was completely dark, Chu Yuheng lit a candle.

With the tinkling candlelight, Chu Yuheng applied medicine to the wound on his lower abdomen.

The medicine was prepared in advance. His wound shouldn't have opened repeatedly, but he came in such a hurry that there was no other way.

After the injury was healed, Chu Yuheng panted heavily, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the hair on his forehead was soaked through.

But whenever he was free, he would think of Rong Mu, and he didn't know what Rong Mu was thinking when he left.

He came back to Beijing because of Hua Zheng's affairs, Rong Mu must not think that he came back just for Wen Li.

With something hidden in his heart, Chu Yuheng took out a dagger from his arms.

The carvings on this dagger are simple and simple, but its length is about the size of a palm, and it looks quite old.

But it was this dagger that Rong Mu used to kill himself when he entered Rong Mu's house by mistake that day after drinking.

If he was one step late, would Rong Mu...

Chu Yuheng didn't dare to continue thinking.

When he heard the news that Hua Zheng had rushed back to Beijing from northern Xinjiang, he never thought about bringing Rong Mu back to Beijing with him. There were so many tough ways, and there was always a way to bring Rong Mu back without hurting Rong Mu.

But Chu Yuheng was still unwilling in the end.

Even if he can do that without hurting Rong Mu's body, it will further deepen the gap between Rong Mu and him.

He had no choice but to keep his people by Rong Mu's side.

In the end, out of his own selfishness, Chu Yuheng considered the safer second choice.

After all, An Yi is a man.

The fingertips slid across the sharp blade, which should not have hurt the fingertips, but now, because of Chu Yuheng's ecstasy, a clear and shallow wound was slashed on the fingertips.

Seeing the blood beads emerging from his fingertips, Chu Yuheng's eyes became darker and darker.

After wiping the dagger with the hem of his clothes without much blood on it, Chu Yuheng solemnly put the blade back to his waist, only then did he feel the cold wind gust after gust blowing in through the window.

But before Chu Yuheng closed the window that was still leaking, he heard the sound of "da da" horseshoes, and the cold winter wind blowing from the direction of Lingqi County pierced his ears.

And the complete situation from top to bottom makes him feel even more palpitating——

His weak and sick Ah Mu was riding a black horse at the moment, in a daze, the speed was so fast that there was a long trail of gray sand behind him.

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