Consort Zhanzhao

On the morning of August [-]th, a few people finally came out of the mountains. There was still half a month before September [-]st, and the journey ahead was much easier. Zhao Bijia breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Either we take a rest today ?”

Several people looked at each other and nodded in unison.

Bai Yutang and Yang and An went to hunt game in the mountains, while Zhao Bijia and Zhan Zhao took Zhao Xuan to find a clean inn at the foot of the mountain to stay. After a while, Bai Yutang and the two came back with pheasants, wild swallows and other things, and handed them over to him. After taking good care of the kitchen, I went to buy two jugs of good wine, and the few of them finally sat down and had a good meal.

Bai Yutang also poured Zhao Xuan a half glass of rice wine, "At this age, it's time to taste what wine tastes like."

Zhao Bijia didn't object, and poured himself a glass of wine and drank it.

It is indeed very tiring to go through the mountains and ridges all the way. Once I drink this wine, I can't stop the brakes. In addition, today is August [-]th, and few people present are not at home, so I feel a little bit sad about parting. Drink more.

So at the end of the drink, except for Zhao Xuan, basically everyone drank too much.

In the middle of the night, while Zhao Bijia was falling asleep in a daze, she heard a cat meowing next to her ear. She just turned over and fell asleep again.

But when he fell asleep, the meowing sound not only did not stop, but became more and more disturbing. Zhao Bijia couldn't help turning over and sitting up. Subconsciously, it was like driving the cat out, but after getting up, the meowing sound The tone of the voice seemed to change.

Those few sounds just now were very annoying, but after she woke up, the sound felt a little itchy in her ears, as if some little paw was gently scratching her heart, and she felt very uncomfortable all over her body. Comfortable.

Zhao Bijia involuntarily followed the voice and took another two steps.

"What are you going to do!"

"Ah!" Zhao Bijia suddenly came to her senses, looked down and saw that her hands were tightly clenched by Zhan Zhao, he looked nervous, saw her turn her head, and asked again, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Bijia frowned, and then realized that she had unknowingly walked through the patio in the yard, and she was about to go out two steps away, and it was true that one of her hands was being pulled by Zhan Zhao, but the other hand Already stretched out, ready to open the door!

"I..." She shook her head, turned around again, and saw Zhao Xuan, who was held by the two of them, standing at the door, rubbing her eyes and looking at them. Zhao Bijia gave Zhan Zhao a wink, meaning to go back and talk. Another two steps quickly pushed Zhao Xuan back, "It's windy outside, go to bed early."

Zhan Zhao still held her wrist, followed closely behind her, and entered the room one after the other.

Zhao Bijia was a little puzzled and a little nervous, Zhan Zhao pulled her into the bed, and the two sat cross-legged across from each other, Zhan Zhao put her cold hands in his arms to warm them, Zhao Bijia carefully recalled the dream just now, and said: "At first I heard a cat meowing, then... then I felt someone calling me."

Zhan Zhao frowned, looked at the involuntarily protruding ears on the top of her head, and said, "Where's the inner alchemy in your body? Is there any movement?"

Zhao Bijia savored it carefully for a while, then shook his head and said: "I can't notice anything. Maybe it's because I'm tired, and I drank again at night. Look at the two of us who have been tossing around for so long. Neither of them moved much. On the contrary, they didn't drink much. Zhao Xuan woke up."

It's just that Zhan Zhao is still not satisfied, "You sleep in it." He asked Zhao Bijia to lie down first, and then pressed Juque under the pillow, and then fell asleep.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Bijia felt a little funny for no reason, "You put a sword on the bed of the two of us, who are you trying to cut?"

But Zhan Zhao looked at her persistently, and Zhao Bijia had no choice but to lose, "Just let it go!" She said and lay down holding the cup.

Zhan Zhao looked left and right, and lay down next to her, and stretched his arms on her quilt, as if he wanted to wrap her in his arms.

Zhao Bijia turned around, opened a small corner of his quilt and got in, and combined the two quilts into one, with her arms around his waist tightly, "You can rest assured now."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Sleep."

It is naturally hotter for two people to sleep together. When Zhao Bijia woke up in the morning, she found that there was only one quilt left on her body, but Zhan Zhao's embrace was very warm, even without the quilt.

She couldn't hold back a sneaky kiss on Zhan Zhao's face.

After a good day's rest, Zhao Bijia felt that she was full of energy again. At that moment, several people packed their bags and started on the road again and continued to walk south.Chengdu Mansion can be regarded as one of the top three most prosperous places in the Song Dynasty, and the population is the second largest. In other words, the security is very good. Since entering Chengdu Mansion, they have never encountered robbery.

And in the past ten days, Zhao Bijia didn't have any cat-related dreams, and slept until dawn every night. Of course, it was probably because Zhan Zhao was not at ease at first, and then maybe it was because of the cold weather. Anyway, the two of them didn't say no, they just fell asleep hugging each other.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of August. One day, Bai Yutang carefully went to the Eight Sage King's people to bring back two jars of thickly boiled decoction. They packed up their luggage and went up the mountain.

The stockade in the mountains was completely deserted, but within a year, it was covered with spider webs and overgrown with weeds, and it seemed that a few large animals lived there. Zhao Bijia and the others only took a look at the gate of the stockade, and then Continue walking up the mountain along the path behind.

It's still the same way, but this time the mood is completely different from the last time.

"It stands to reason that Ling Yun should be able to guess our destination..." Zhao Bijia suddenly thought of this question when he saw the top of the mountain in front of him, stopped and asked a little late, "Why is it so quiet after entering Chengdu Mansion?"

"He's just a Taoist priest, how much power can he have?" Zhao Xuan said indifferently, "Even if he colludes with King Pu, how much power can King Pu have?"

Zhao Bijia nodded. The princes in this dynasty have always been raised, and they have many empty jobs, but none of them has any real power. King Pu is obviously a prince with no real power.

"And this is still the Chengdu Mansion." Since Zhao Xuan was named the crown prince, he has started to read the memorials and discuss the state affairs. He knows these things very well, and he speaks logically.

"There are not many people in the mountains. He sent some people in, so he might not be able to find out, but this is not necessarily the case, and it is close to the border. Last year—" He glanced at his sister, "You made such a big commotion and came out. The prefect of Chengdu is going to be scared to death, so this is the place where the investigation is most stringent now."

Zhao Bijia smiled and said, "So it's still my credit."

Bai Yutang laughed, but noticed that Zhan Zhao was staring at him, and hurriedly explained: "Ling Yun doesn't necessarily know this place, besides, if he could figure out everything, he would have been immortal long ago."

After the two sentences, everyone felt relaxed, and Zhao Bijia also said: "There are men, women, and a child among us, and the journey is unimpeded, but whether it is Ling Yun's subordinates or the people sent by King Pu— —" She thought about those people pretending to be robbers in the mountains, "They are all big and three rough guys, and they go on the road together in small groups, no matter which pass they will interrogate carefully."

"Exactly!" Zhan Zhao sighed, pointing to the path ahead, "Here we are."

Zhao Bijia raised her eyes and could already see the cave leading to the top of the mountain. Although a year had passed, but there were not many vegetation around, it must have been affected by the incomparably vicious Gu back then.

"It was cleaned up last time," said Yang He'an, who hadn't spoken for a long time, "sprinkled rooster blood before and after, and I saw them do it with my own eyes."

Zhan Zhao lit a torch and walked to the first place, followed by Zhao Bijia.

Although it was sprinkled with rooster blood at the beginning, it has been a year, and there seems to be no trace left, no unpleasant smell, and no strange traces can be seen on the dark rock wall.

Zhao Bijia quietly stepped forward and held Zhan Zhao's hand. Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao turned his head to look at her, and handed the torch to her hand, "I'll carry you."

Zhao Bijia couldn't help but widen her eyes. Although she was a little surprised, she was mostly happy. She resisted the urge to look back, thinking that the two of them were married anyway, and they dared to recite when they were not married.

She hummed and jumped onto Zhan Zhao's back.

Yang and An, who were following closely behind the two, sighed silently, turned to Zhao Xuan and said, "The road ahead is not easy, I will carry you on my back." He turned his body slightly as he spoke, so that he could see that the two in front were already tired people together.

Zhao Xuan's original expression of wanting to persevere was suddenly broken, and he honestly climbed onto Yang He'an's back and thanked him.

Bai Yutang, who was walking at the end, looked at the people in front who were either carrying or being carried, tightened his bow, and quickened his pace to fill the vacancy caused by one less person walking.

After walking for more than an hour, Zhao Bijia once again came to the cave where he had been away for more than a year.

The last time she went out in a coma, this time when she saw the scene, although there was basically nothing left, she could still think of the tragedy and her mood at that time——Zhao Bijia held Zhan Zhao's hand more and more tightly.

It was still early, and a few people stepped forward to tidy up the altar a little bit, watching the moonlight move up little by little.

Zhao Bijia suddenly sighed, and said: "I don't know if it will be successful, last time they lit a strange flame, we didn't, and they also sang strange songs, although I have listened to it several times, but only the first Two sentences, and——" Zhao Bijia remembered that the first two hundred people were dripping blood together, and there were only five of them here.

And her current blood...doesn't know if it can be used, but it can only be forced if it can't be used now.

The few people waited silently for the moon to reach the climax, and followed the strange ritual they saw last time, doing everything they could do.

The last one to play was Zhao Bijia, who pulled out the silver hairpin from his head and stabbed himself in the heart.

Blood flowed out.

Several people's eyes were fixed on the place illuminated by the moonlight.

Almost the same as last time, it boiled first, then solidified, and a small grass as crystal as moonlight grew from the very center.

It wasn't until this time that Zhao Bijia felt that she had almost held her breath just now, she took a long breath, "Does it look the same as last time?"

The two people who had seen this thing last time went forward to look at it, and nodded in unison. Zhan Zhao took the jade box and put it away, wrapped it in cloth, and handed it to Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang took the box and put it away carefully, then frowned suddenly, "Aren't you going back?"

Zhao Bijia and Zhao Xuan looked at each other and said in unison: "I can't go back now."

Zhao Bijia glanced at Zhao Xuan, she didn't go back because the thing on her body hadn't been resolved, but Zhao Xuan... what was he doing for?

Zhao Xuan also seemed to see the doubt in her eyes, "I don't want to go back now... I want to wait for my mother and concubine to go back first, wait for the father to return to normal, wait for the Taoist to be executed, and wait for Prince Pu and his son to be arrested, and wait..." He looked up at Zhao Bijia, "I'll go back with my sister."

Zhao Bijia was a little moved, and turned her head to wipe away her tears.

Bai Yutang nodded solemnly, "It's not too late, I'll get up and go back to the capital right now. You guys—" He looked at Yang, An and Zhan Zhao, "The people who came to see you must have no eyesight .”

Zhao Bijia couldn't help but said again: "You have to be careful, there may be a lot of people blocking the way on the road, and - even people from the government, it's not impossible to sneak in spies."

Bai Yutang nodded again, "Don't worry, I will hold this thing with my own hands and see the emperor eat it with my own eyes."

The corners of Zhao Bijia's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved at him, "Be careful on the road."

Bai Yutang turned around and entered the cave, the light from the torch in his hand quickly disappeared after turning a corner.

Zhao Bijia took a breath, took Zhan Zhao's hand to the small cave last time, and carefully glanced inside.

The stones piled up at the entrance of the cave had already been removed to the ground, and there seemed to be nothing left inside. Just when she was still a little hesitant, Zhan Zhao took her hand and bent over to enter.

Zhao Bijia's breathing became rapid for a moment, and she seemed to have returned to the uncontrollable situation that day, but she didn't expect to break it with a word from Zhan Zhao.

"Drink this." Zhan Zhao handed her a medicine jar.

Zhao Bijia was a little confused, so she opened the jar and smelled it, and the smell was surprisingly familiar, "Danggui? Shouwu?" She suddenly remembered that Bai Yutang had brought out two medicine jars, and she thought they were all——I didn't think this was for the medicine. hers?

Zhan Zhao held up the medicine jar and pushed it in front of her again, saying earnestly, "Drink it."

"Look, I'm fine." Zhao Bijia said, "My face is still red, my hands aren't cold, and I'm full of air when I speak." Fearing that Zhan Zhao won't believe me, she said again: "The one who lied to us last time Yes, this Holy Gu has a healing effect, you also know—"

This sentence obviously touched Zhan Zhao's fragile nerves, and his lips were pursed even tighter.

With the help of the weak torch, Zhao Bijia saw that the two people outside had already walked away, apparently leaving space for the two of them to talk.Zhao Bijia lowered her head and pursed her lips, a little shy, but she still opened her neckline a little, and smiled at Zhan Zhao, "The wounds are healed, don't you believe me, feel them?"

I don't know if it was because of nervousness or on purpose, but anyway, two ears popped out of her head, flicking towards Zhan Zhao.