Are you in the Shura field today?

Li Zuoqing was almost anxious all night, but she didn't have a real sense of substitution for the future where she might be assassinated. These plots that appeared in the book made her feel strange and nervous.

However, the night was long and the assassin who did not arrive as expected made her feel another kind of worry.

There is also Wen Mingran talking to her from time to time, which makes Li Zuoqing feel even more tired.

In a daze, there was gradually louder and louder battle sounds outside the carriage. When the carriage was in a mess, she tried to lift the curtain to take a look outside, but for some reason, she lost all strength in her hands and feet. The car curtain in front of me couldn't be opened no matter what.

"Damn..." I couldn't move.

Li Zuoqing complained in a low voice, her eyes were blurred, her hands were too soft to exert force, and her shoulders were as heavy as an iron lock.

How is it outside now?Why is it so noisy, Wen Mingran doesn't seem to be sitting next to her anymore, but she can't turn her head around?

This involuntary feeling made her gradually panic.

Suddenly, a familiar exclamation came from outside the carriage: "Li Zuoqing!"

She immediately fell from the seat as if she had been woken up from a doze, and finally she was able to look out of the car with her feet floating.

The noisy sound was replaced by a brief hum, and the scene in front of her was like a nightmare to her.

Almost all the followers she brought from the house were involved in the fight with the black-clothed assassin, with ferocious smiles or mournful cries on their faces.

Li Zuoqing was clutching her forehead in a daze, the scene in front of her was so illusory that it was dizzying, assassins would attack her from time to time, but they were all stopped by the guards, except for one——

"Lang Yu!"

Li Zuoqing saw the moment when the sword was coming, and wanted to dodge with all his strength, but his whole body seemed to be frozen by an external force and could not move.

But a figure who came from nowhere stood in front of her, and the warm blood on that person's clothes was splattered with blood.

"Hmm..." The man threw himself into her arms irresistibly, and groaned patiently.

When the blood flowed into Li Zuoqing's hand, she woke up from the blank as if she had unlocked it, and lifted the upper body of the person in front of her, only to see the pale face of Xin Fei.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bloodless, and the blade piercing her chest was still dripping blood.

How would it appear here?Xin Fei should be fine...

"No, don't—" Li Zuoqing felt a sting in his heart, and his limbs and bones were burning like flames.

She began to cry uncontrollably, and finally lost her strength, and passed out with unsteady breathing.

——This kind of scene of falling towards the ground seems to be similar.

Li Zuoqing suddenly thought of it for no reason, but the pain of hitting the ground didn't seem to come as expected, instead there was an illusion of rushing to nothing.

"Do you still want to sleep? It's all over... Well, go to sleep and go to sleep..."

Helpless and partial gentle words came from my ears.

The strength in her body gradually became clear, and she opened her eyes.

In front of him is Wen Mingran's long, soft chestnut hair, and the strength of being held by someone's arms on his chest.

Realizing that Li Zuo was awake, Wen Mingran raised his head and blinked innocently at her: "Are you awake? His Highness Lang Yu just dozed off and almost fell down."

She leaned closer on purpose, and looked at Li Zuoqing in a daze: "I supported His Highness~"

Wen Mingran wrote the word "begging to boast" all over his face.

But Li Zuoqing's heartbeat has not calmed down yet.

The sound of horseshoes in order outside the car, and the rising sun slightly peeking through the curtains of the car, all proved that those scenes just now were nothing more than a nightmare.

It was her worrying too much.

Li Zuoqing collected himself, leaned on the backrest and let out a sigh.

"Hmm..." Wen Mingran saw that Li Zuoqing's eyes fell elsewhere, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved, tilting his head and making small movements.

Li Zuoqing, who was grabbed by the sleeve, looked down at her, and was dispelled by a cute smile. She reached out and touched the other person's head naturally, and praised: "You did a good job."

Li Zuoqing didn't know how to praise her, but after Wen Mingran heard it, she smiled even more happily, her eyes were bright, and she grabbed her hand and stuck it again.

"Your Highness, we will enter Lizhou soon."

Hearing what Wen Mingran said, Li Zuoqing's heart cleared up a lot.

She opened the curtain, and sure enough, the scenery had changed into a town with more people. It was daylight, and the voices of people talking in the market could already be heard.

First step by step to find a place to settle down, she tried her best to maintain her inner calm, thinking so.

After entering the urban area of ​​Lizhou, they were quickly received by the county magistrate because the guards notified them in advance.After a simple entertainment, Li Zuoqing decided to go straight to the destination, to see the so-called master of the fireworks family.

After traveling for most of the day, their chariots and horses were imprisoned in the best stables in the county to recuperate.

Li Zuoqing brought Lanshuang, Lu Shiwei, eight attendants who usually looked diligent and diligent, and four guards who the county magistrate said must follow her no matter what, and went to visit the mansion of the fireworks maker.

This group of people is always very conspicuous in the streets, but the atmosphere of the whole town gradually made Li Zuoqing feel a little disobedient.

The morning market was not as lively as imagined, let alone compared with the capital where she lived.

Residents on the street had their windows tightly closed, and even a few families who were sitting outside consciously entered the house when they saw them.

This is not a normal scene of living and working in peace and contentment.Li Zuoqing felt that something was wrong when he saw this atmosphere that was avoided by others.

She turned her head and glanced probingly at the four Lizhou guards who were following behind, but the four of them all showed alienation and resistance at the same time.

Li Zuoqing subconsciously felt that this was not a good time to bring up this matter. These issues should be discussed with the people on his side when Xin Fei came.

Thinking of Xin Fei, she felt uneasy and lonely again.

Wen Mingran had long noticed that the eldest princess was absent-minded, and looked around hoping to find something interesting to make the eldest princess happy.

However, when a group of them came, many people in the streets and alleys dispersed, only an old woman was still sitting on a small bench by the side of the road, wrapped in a thick cotton cloth like a quilt, which made people feel a sense of her. The illusion of a sleepover.

In front of her was a low square basket, in which was spread a batch of early-blooming red plums soaked in fresh dew, and several bracelets made of red plum blossom branches. The colors were bright and eye-catching. The corners of the city come alive.

"His Royal Highness Lang Yu!" Wen Mingran felt that this red plum would definitely make Li Zuoqing happier, but just thinking about it made her feel happy.

She slightly pulled up Li Zuoqing's sleeve, and pointed to the old flower seller with her other hand, "Look at the wreath over there, isn't it beautiful!"

Li Zuoqing raised her head, and the scenery in front of her couldn't help being lit up by the eye-catching red. Wen Mingran's energetic words made the atmosphere no longer gloomy, and she couldn't help but smiled and nodded.

"It's beautiful, if you like it, go and buy it."

Wen Mingran shut his mouth and said in a low voice: "I don't want to like it myself, I want His Royal Highness Lang Yu to like it too."

But obviously, now Li Zuoqing is more distracted.

She thought that she would make a detour from Xin Fei, and she might not see her until the afternoon, and there was still such a long time to wait.

At this time, the sound of horseshoes slowly came from the street behind them.

Hearing the sound of "duk tuk", she almost immediately turned her head in disbelief, and there seemed to be light in her eyes.

But when he turned around, he saw that it was indeed the three members of the later team.

The two familiar servants stood one behind the other, and the man in the middle turned his face away at this moment, hiding his figure behind the previous guard as if angry.

Are you feeling unwell?Li Zuoqing was so suspicious at the first second, could it be that something difficult happened?

But Xin Fei was intact from head to toe, which also made her let go of her troubled heart.

From this point of view, it is estimated that she felt unbalanced about the fact that she was not able to stay with Li Zuoqing.

Thinking that Xin Fei might be jealous in such a small place, Li Zuoqing smiled unconsciously.

"His Royal Highness!"

When the two attendants got off their horses, they respectfully saluted her.

But even when Xin Fei came up to her on horseback, he kept his face away, and his sharp eyes made people feel distressed.

Li Zuoqing wanted to laugh but was helpless.

Hey, don't be so angry to such an extent!

As if hearing what was in her heart, Xin Fei suddenly raised his eyes and glared at her, with a stubborn and pretended indifference, as if to say: "It's just so serious, I'm angry."

When Xin Fei saw Li Zuoqing's back from afar, she almost blurted out his name with joy, but the next second Wen Mingran grabbed Li Zuoqing's sleeve, and the two talked with a smile, which filled her with unspeakable sadness.

She hurried on the road all night, and her heart was almost overwhelmed by worries about Lang Yu's safety, but Lang Yu was still able to stroll around the morning market leisurely with Wen Mingran.

Is she so unimportant?

She, Xin Fei, is probably just any one of the many beauties in the eldest princess's mansion.

Xin Fei had no idea how helpless and sad she looked at Li Zuoqing. Her detached temperament was like torn paper to Li Zuoqing, and every move of the other party could easily break her heart.

"Hey, come down, come down and hug one." Li Zuoqing opened his hands to her, showing a gentle smile, and what she said seemed to be an order, and it seemed to be a mistake.

So her oiran, her bird, turned over and jumped off the red horse the next moment, and came to her impatiently.

Li Zuoqing was still a little surprised when Xin Fei hugged her without hesitation.

She thought that Xin Fei would lose his temper arrogantly, but they reconciled so easily.

"I see." Although it looked very cold, Xin Fei was honest and emotional.

Li Zuoqing had an epiphany, and at the same time closed his arms to stick to each other, and patted Xin Fei gently on the back, "Good boy."

The feeling of being taken care of by a child made Xin Fei feel a little embarrassed, but the familiar Xinxiang with a dry nose made her uneasy emotions gradually stabilize, and then raised a red face, even if they parted and hugged each other, they still held each other's sleeves .

Wen Mingran watched quietly and surprised that she could come here so early, and after the two of them had finished talking, he said hello in a soft voice: "Sister Xin Fei came so early, Your Highness can be happy now .”

"Yeah." Before Xin Fei could speak, Li Zuoqing admitted it himself.

She walked up to the flower seller that Wen Mingran was fingering just now, knelt down and picked out two red plum bracelets that were close to her eyes, and handed one to Wen Mingran, who she said she liked very much, and the other to Xin Fei through the apricot-colored sleeve. put on.

Xin Fei's face melted like ice and snow. Seeing this, Li Zuoqing couldn't help shouting in his heart, "Slippery coconut! This is too coaxing!"

And when she turned around, Wen Mingran was still holding the wreath, looking at her expectantly.

The little red flowers look delicate and charming in the girl's white and tender palm. Since it is such a simple request, why not?

Li Zuoqing felt that this kind of Wen Mingran was as innocent and lovely as her younger sister, so she raised her hand casually and put the wreath on Wen Mingran's wrist.

When paying, Li Zuoqing gave enough silver taels to buy thirty baskets of such garlands.

No matter what the woman said, she insisted on giving the rest of the plum blossoms to her.

At this time, a short girl ran from behind them, and waved to the person walking behind her with great joy.

"Big brother! I want this—" the girl pointed to the red plum wreath that the old woman handed halfway to Li Zuoqing.

Li Zuoqing turned his head curiously. The elder brother of the girl who was walking towards them looked young and simple. He smiled and nodded at Li Zuoqing and his party in embarrassment, with an amiable attitude like a neighbor she used to get along with well.

"I'm sorry, my little sister has caused trouble for everyone." The eldest brother noticed that these garlands were all bought by Li Zuoqing, so he dragged the girl away.

"It's okay." Li Zuoqing shook her head, just as she didn't want so many flowers to go away, so she handed over the smaller one in the wreath, "If my little sister likes it, I can give it to you."

"That's good..." The eldest brother wanted to decline, but the other party seemed to be very sincere, so he took out some silver coins from his sleeve, "Then let me buy this one."

"No need, just take it away." Li Zuoqing said.

Seeing the elder brother's stubbornness, the little girl could only wait helplessly. Finally, Wen Mingran couldn't hold back and walked into the middle of the two, took the wreath from Li Zuoqing's hand, knelt down and clasped it on the little girl's wrist: "You just take it!" This is what I think, how beautiful it is, I like it~"

She squeezed the child's chubby hand.

"I like it!" The younger sister was so happy that she opened her five fingers to show her brother.

Wen Mingran also laughed, seeing the shadow of her sister whom she hadn't seen for a long time through the cute and lively appearance of the little girl.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Antarctic May 2;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!