How dare the cannon fodder be arrogant

Chang'an moved quickly, directing the subordinates to come and go, and quickly filled a large cart with things that Zhuang Qingyue might need.

After tidying up, the carriage stopped at the side gate of the palace, and only waited for the next morning to leave.

Xiao Lingfeng stood in the main courtyard and looked around, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be too neglectful of Mr. Zhuang Yizhi.Since taking him back to the mansion, he hasn't visited anyone in the side courtyard.

So he turned around and went to the side courtyard.

Zhuang Yizhi was fascinated by playing chess with Zhuang Qingyue on the porch, neither of them seemed to notice his arrival.

Xiao Lingfeng coughed lightly outside the courtyard, breaking the calm: "Master Zhuang is very interested."

Zhuang Yizhi raised his head and saw Xiao Lingfeng coming, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingyue.

After that, a flawless easy-going smile appeared on his face, and he stood up personally to welcome Xiao Lingfeng into the yard.

"I have seen the king."

Zhuang Yizhi wanted to salute Xiao Lingfeng, but Xiao Lingfeng stopped him: "Master Zhuang, be careful, there is no need to be too polite."

Being forced to stand up straight, Zhuang Yizhi stopped being hypocritical. He cupped his hands towards Xiao Lingfeng and said with emotion: "It is thanks to the prince that we father and son can have a shelter and stand here properly."

He thumped his leg in distress, and said in a helpless tone, "I should have come to thank the lord in person, but the lord is often away from the mansion for his daily affairs, and the old man has trouble with his legs and feet, and he has never been able to find a suitable time. to blame."

Xiao Lingfeng blushed a little.

Not to mention being angry because Zhuang Yizhi didn't come to see him, he almost forgot that there was such a person in the mansion after so long.

He glanced at Zhuang Qingyue and saw nothing unusual on his face.Then he took another look at Mr. Zhuang, seeing that he was in good spirits and didn't look like he was being treated poorly by the servants in the house, so he was relieved.

"Boss Zhuang is too serious."

He casually found some beautiful words: "How can I blame you for these vain manners! You are an important minister of our Dajing Dynasty, and it is too late for this king to respect you."

Respect ass.

Zhuang Qingyue bowed her head and cursed, house arrest is almost the same.

Xiao Lingfeng found a chair and sat down. Being watched by the father and son together, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

I came to visit Zhuang Yizhi in the side courtyard on a whim, but I really came and sat down, and I didn't know what to say.

Thinking of the reason why the father and son came to the northwest, Xiao Lingfeng's mind flashed, and he comforted Zhuang Yizhi: "I know Mr. Zhuang has wronged himself, don't worry, when the war is over now, I will definitely reverse the case for you and clear your name .”

Zhuang Yizhi glanced at Zhuang Qingyue, his smile became weaker, and he said reluctantly: "It's a trivial matter whether it's revealed or not."

Xiao Lingfeng's throat choked up, seeing Zhuang Yizhi's slightly changed face, he suddenly felt that he was no longer able to open which pot he was not lifting.

He glanced at Zhuang Qingyue quietly, and sure enough, he saw that person secretly rolled his eyes.

Xiao Lingfeng: I'm very angry.

Just as he was walking, he heard Zhuang Yi know: "Northwest has been stable for many years under the rule of the prince, and it is a good place to stay away from disputes. I am lucky to be able to spend the rest of my life here."

"Okay." Xiao Lingfeng pretended to shake his head regretfully, and quickly skipped the topic.

"In that case, Master Tomorrow Zhuang will go with us to the camp of the Jingbei Army."

He looked at Zhuang Yizhi with a sincere tone: "The scenery outside Shuoyang Pass is good, and the view is wider. Master Ruozhuang feels that the palace is stuffy, so he just went out to relax."

Zhuang Yizhi froze for a moment, then quickly turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingyue.Looking up at her, Zhuang Qingyue nodded indiscernibly.

After being affirmed, Zhuang Yizhi said, "That's fine."

The eyes of the two did not escape Xiao Lingfeng's eyes.He picked up a chess piece and weighed it in his hand, feeling strange: Why does Zhuang Yizhi always look at Zhuang Qingyue in everything?

Putting his doubts to the bottom of his heart, he turned his head to look at Zhuang Qingyue, and asked in a homely way: "I still have to stay in the mansion for one night, do you want to rest in the main room tonight?"

Zhuang Qingyue was stunned, before she had time to respond, Zhuang Yizhi's face changed drastically: "My lord!"

Xiao Lingfeng turned his head in doubt, and saw Zhuang Yizhi with a strange expression on his face, anxious and hesitant, he hesitated to speak: "This, isn't this right?"

"It's not wrong, it depends on what Qingyue means." Xiao Lingfeng said.

Zhuang Qingyue shrugged, thinking that the bed in the main room was at least wider than the guest room, and it would be nice to be able to live there, so she nodded bluntly: "That's fine."

Xiao Lingfeng also nodded, preparing to have Chang'an tidy up the main house in a while, so he got up and said goodbye.

After he left, Zhuang Yizhi looked back at Zhuang Qingyue with a complicated expression. After a long while, he sighed: "My lord, you have sacrificed too much."

Zhuang Qingyue was stunned, unable to understand what he was saying: "Uncle Zhuang?"

Zhuang Yizhi's face was full of pain, and he sighed: "I blame me for being useless, so you let the young master suffer such grievances!"

Thinking that there is no fox fur cloak in the palace to keep out the cold, no brocade cushions to sit on and lie down on, no exquisite stove to warm hands, no famous calligraphy and paintings to enjoy, it is really aggrieved.

So Zhuang Qingyue also let out a long sigh: "Oh, there is no way around this."

After thinking about his plan after going to the military camp, he turned around and comforted him, "It's okay, Uncle Zhuang, it'll be fine after a while."

When Zhuang Yizhi heard his calm tone, he always felt that he was pretending to be calm, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He couldn't bear it, but there was nothing he could do, so he flicked his long sleeves, went back to the room and sat quietly, sulking.

Early in the morning of the second day, the snow fell a little less, and the few people packed up and checked for the last time, and then they were ready to go.

Zhuang Qingyue looked at the carriage full of boxes and cages in front of her, and couldn't find her seat for a while, so she frowned involuntarily.

In such a huge Jingbei Palace, there isn't even an extra carriage!

"Don't look, there is no room for you in the carriage." Xiao Lingfeng took the reins from Chang An, turned his head and shouted at Zhuang Qingyue.

Zhuang Qingyue turned her head indifferently, just in time to meet the eyes of the incomparable Wuyun Gaixue.

When he came to the palace earlier, he was carried on the horse by Xiao Lingfeng, but it was too hasty at that time, and he didn't have time to look at the horse carefully.

Now it seems that this horse can really be called one in a million, and it is just right to match Xiao Lingfeng.

At this moment, those round black eyes stared at him unblinkingly, the horse tapped its front hooves, and spouted white air from its nose at him, as if it wanted to come over immediately.

Xiao Lingfeng tightened the reins to control the horse, and asked Zhuang Qingyue, "Can you ride a horse?"

Zhuang Qingyue turned her eyes and saw several big red and brown horses outside the side door. Although they were all very tall and strong, they were not as good as the one in Xiao Lingfeng's hands.

He rolled his eyes, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "No."

So can I have a ride?

As he wished, Xiao Lingfeng got on his horse and handed him his hand: "Hurry up."

After Zhuang Qingyue's cool hand came up, Xiao Lingfeng used all his strength to pull him onto the horse's back.

The feeling of suddenly flying into the air was not pleasant, and it was the first time that Zhuang Qingyue was pulled onto the horseback without using skill, so she couldn't help but let out a cry of staggering.

Xiao Lingfeng quickly stretched out his hand to support him, so that he could sit in front of him safely, and then pulled the cloak to cover him from head to toe.

Zhuang Qingyue was covered by a hood, barely showing her face.He was so unaccustomed to moving his body in the cloak, in Xiao Lingfeng's view, he was writhing crookedly.

"Don't move, just cover it like this." Xiao Lingfeng's face was unconsciously stained with an imperceptible smile.

But still with a calm voice, pretending to be serious: "The wind will be strong during the horse race, don't catch a cold again."

Zhuang Qingyue didn't move.

Xiao Lingfeng tugged on the reins in satisfaction, urging the horse to set off first.

Zhuang Yizhi took a panoramic view of this scene from the side, the crisp hoofbeats became farther and farther away, and the sadness on his face became deeper and deeper.

At this time, Changan brought another empty carriage from nowhere, and politely said to Zhuang Yizhi and the others, "It's not easy to drive in the windy and snowy weather, I feel sorry for the crowded carriage."

He opened the car door: "Master Zhuang, girl Ah Lian, please go ahead. Xi Le, you go up too and take care of Master Zhuang."

Everyone got into the carriage, the personal guard sat in front of the carriage, flicked the whip, and the two carriages set off one after another.