Princess, she is so fragrant

Wei Zhao squatted on the ground, the long grass swayed slightly with the wind, brushing Wei Zhao's cheeks from time to time.Wei Zhao felt that his face was about to be scratched. It was itchy and painful, which was very uncomfortable.

Wei Zhao blinked uncomfortably, the ground was not clean, Wei Zhao didn't dare to look down, for fear that some bugs would crawl over her feet arrogantly, and she was afraid that she would scream out in fright.

The feeling of waiting is really uncomfortable.

Time passed little by little, only the slave made a faint sound when shaking the long grass at the beginning, but now, there is no sound at all.

Even the barking of dogs in the distance is silent

There were birdsongs in the distance, and perhaps some beasts, but these were not human voices.

Wei Zhao is a person who is afraid of silence. In her eldest princess's mansion, it is always full of people's voices. The poems delivered by the scholars are recited by the maids with soft and sweet voices. , wine from the Western Regions.Even at night, the long lanterns burning with whale oil will be on all night long, and the wine, music, and dancing will continue until late at night.

Everything is loud and gorgeous.

Not like now, only the sound of wind and animals.

This always made Wei Zhao feel uneasy and fearful.

Wei Zhao moved her feet. She seemed to have been squatting for a long time, and her feet were numb.Wei Zhao didn't dare to get up, so he could only put his weight on the other leg, move this foot, and switch to the other after a while.

"Not coming back yet..." Wei Zhao whispered, she had a small knife in her hand, which was given to her by a slave.

"Just in case." Before leaving, the slave glanced at her and said, putting the knife into her hand.

Wei Zhao saw what she wanted to say from the slave's eyes.This is for Wei Zhao, as the eldest princess, to maintain his dignity in the end.

suicide?

Wei Zhao touched the handle of the knife. The handle was wrapped with non-slip deerskin, and her hand was smooth and firm. Her hand trembled, and she moved it away quickly.She couldn't imagine that she would commit suicide one day.If the empress knew that her eldest daughter would fall into such a scene one day, would she regret that she didn't let her husband teach her riding and archery skills?

Of course not.

Wei Zhao thought blankly, probably that woman would laugh happily, and after admiring her embarrassment enough, she would save herself in the name of the Great Zhou royal family for the next entertainment.

She is always keen to humiliate Wei Zhao, whether it is Wei Zhao's studies or the existence of slaves.

She hates Wei Zhao, just like Wei Zhao hates her.But in the same way, she couldn't abandon Wei Zhao, just like Wei Zhao couldn't abandon the blood relationship with the empress.Wei Zhao thought loosely, and gently poked the ground with a knife.

There was a rustling sound of walking in the long grass.

Wei Zhao squatted down carefully, she touched the handle of the knife with her hand, and carefully pushed aside the grass roots with the other hand, and looked out.There was a faint figure swaying outside, walking towards Wei Zhao's direction.Wei Zhao pulled out his knife, took a step forward, and stared at the figure.

"it's me."

It was the voice of a slave.

But Wei Zhao didn't move, and didn't answer. She watched the figure slowly approaching, and there was no one behind him, so she slowly stood up.

The slave looked a little tired. There was mud on her clothes, blood was splashed on the hem of her clothes, and a few strands of red hair hung down her cheeks.Soften that chiseled face.On her back, there was a short bow and a bow pot filled with feathered arrows.There is an extra long knife on the waist, the ebony scabbard hides the edge, it seems to be a prize of victory.

The slave's green pupils swept over Wei Zhao, and finally landed on the knife in Wei Zhao's hand.She raised her eyebrows: "You want to kill someone?"

"It's murder. It's self-defense." Wei Zhao replied, her beating heart gradually calmed down. She didn't want to admit that it was a relationship with the slaves intact, so she lowered her head and put the knife back, "What's the matter?"

The slave raised her sleeves and casually wiped her cheeks. She had a serious expression: "The pursuers, there are two people in total. They should be scouts with dogs."

"They're all dead?" Wei Zhao's voice was flat.

She has never seen a dead person, but she has given death to many people.As far as Princess Zhou is concerned, it is just a matter of saying that one person is killed and one person is bestowed with death.

"Dead," replied the slave, "I took their bows."

"Is there anything to prove your identity?" Wei Zhao asked.

The slave shook his head: "No, I touched their clothes, belts, and accessories. There are no tattoos or logos on their bodies. Fortunately, they carry simple medicine, a compass, dry food, and a single-lens telescope. These are all It's a good thing. The bad thing is that they don't have a message to show that their main team is not far away from us."

Wei Zhao's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

The slave looked at Wei Zhao's gradually gathering brows: "Do you want to go back and have a look?"

"Call the master."

Wei Zhao corrected it tirelessly, then pinched the bridge of his nose: "No need."

"En." The slave nodded, strode towards Wei Zhao, grabbed Wei Zhao's arm, squatted slightly, and looked sideways at Wei Zhao, "Come on, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Wei Zhao didn't move.

The slave looked anxious, and she quickly explained: "I stripped their clothes and bled them, which will attract wild beasts and buy us some time. They must have more than one dog, so they should find us soon. "

Wei Zhao didn't expect the situation to be so serious.Her expression also became serious, with a little sadness on her face: "How do we escape."

"Let's keep the distance today. At present, it seems that they are also tracing along the water source. We can't get too close to the water source." The slave replied, obviously she has an idea, and it is clear, "From now on, we will travel day and night. , even if you encounter it, you won’t be able to fight.”

Fortunately, this place is rich in water vapor, and it is difficult to burn it with fire. Otherwise, as long as those people set a fire, they will not be able to escape unless they have wings.

"Then let's go." Wei Zhao replied, she didn't climb up the slave's back, but dragged her forward.

The slave followed her for a few steps, and then stopped. Wei Zhao tried his best but couldn't drag the slave, so he turned around helplessly and looked at the slave angrily: "Isn't it urgent? Why don't you go. "

A dark light flickered in the slave's green eyes, and she looked at Wei Zhao, from her disheveled hair to the mud under her feet.The slave said, "Why don't you come up?"

There was a determination in her expression that she must get an answer.

Such people are very annoying, and they don't know how to look at people's faces at all. If they are in the officialdom, within three days, they will be impeached and demoted to a remote place, and there will be no day of relocation until they die.

Wei Zhao looked at the slave with disdain: "I am your master, you shouldn't ask why."

The slave clasped his hands leisurely and tilted his head: "Why?"

She is completely indifferent to her own authority.

Wei Zhao was indignant, she even felt humiliated.But in this case, this slave is useful and terribly reliable, and it's not the time for her to play the eldest princess' temper.Quickly weighing the pros and cons is the nature of every royal child. She suppressed the anger surging in her heart, and replied blankly: "You don't have enough physical strength now. If you want to go out at night, it means we have to travel all day today. You still have to carry me on your back, and I will become your burden, not to mention your arm is injured."

Only then did the slave raise her eyebrows, she looked down at her arm, the wound there had been well bandaged, she didn't expect Wei Zhao to be so keen.

"Understood." The slave nodded, "Then let's go."

She raised her feet, and Wei Zhao stood beside her silently, holding the slave's arm with a weak hand.

The slave looked at Wei Zhao again, and the corners of her lips rose slightly: "If you can't walk anymore, just tell me, don't force it."

"Crap!"

Wei Zhao replied sullenly, and the two of them supported each other and moved forward together.Wei Zhao turned his head, and the sound of the river was getting farther and farther away from them, along with the long grass that made her feel bad.

And the two of them went to an unknown direction together.