auspicious time has come

Chapter 42 Is It Her? (Ask for a monthly pass)
"I'm afraid I can't sit in the carriage." Meng Dazhu said with a smile, "Don't worry, with my general here, I will definitely be able to protect Master Ji to return home safely."

The horse's back was bumping, and the strong cold wind from the north was in his ears.

The robe on the girl's body had long been soaked in muddy water, and she shivered uncontrollably at this moment, who was always afraid of the cold.

Holding the rein in one hand, Xiao Mu took off the cloak neatly with the other, and threw it to her——

"Put it on."

His voice was as calm and emotionless as ever, straight and clear, like a distant Sanskrit sound.

Heng Yu said with a trembling voice, "Thank you, Lord Hou".

His cloak was very big and thick, and the moment he put it on, it almost cut off the coldness outside.

Hengyu suddenly thought of that rainy night eight years ago, the boy's coat in the ruined temple, that was the only warmth she could feel in the endless cold night.

Xiao Mu lowered his eyes and took a look.

The girl was obviously extremely cold, she couldn't wrap herself up more tightly, she was only willing to show a small half of her head.

After a while, the owner of the head seemed to be warmer, and his voice was not so trembling——

"By the way, why did Lord Hou come here?"

"Just passing by by chance."

Hengyu seemed to believe it but not believed it: "This is not the way to Yingzhou Daying. Did the Lord Hou pass by here for other important matters?"

Xiao Mu gave a faint "hmm" noncommittal.

Heng Yu wisely didn't ask any more questions.

Her body was a little warmer, and her consciousness recovered a lot. She could smell blood on the cloak she was wearing, and besides that, there seemed to be a faint scent of medicine.

In addition to her outstanding memory since she was a child, her five senses are also sharper than ordinary people.

But how could there be a medicinal smell?
"Master Hou is injured?" Heng Yu asked.

Although she was asking a question, her tone was firm.

Xiao Mu's hand holding the rein tightened slightly, and his tone was slightly guarded: "Why did Master Ji ask this—"

Facing his defense, Heng Yu said frankly: "I smell the medicine on Lord Hou's body."

"..." Xiao Mu subconsciously turned his head and sniffed the position of his left shoulder.

Can't smell anything.

And this place is clearly in the suburbs on a rainy night, where many smells intermingle—is she a dog nose?
Saw him sniffing his shoulder from the corner of the eye, Hengyu inexplicably felt a little silly, which didn't match his own image, couldn't help laughing silently, and sighed: "The general took every precaution, but he still accidentally hit it." My plot to slander, now I know where the general is injured."

This was obviously a joke, so what if she knew that he was injured, Xiao Mu smiled inexplicably: "Yes, Painter Ji is very resourceful, it is Xiao who is invincible."

The atmosphere was inexplicably relaxed and harmonious.

In the next moment, Heng Yu was about to tear off the cloak, and said: "The general is injured, so let's put it on, I feel warm already—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the cloak was halfway off when she felt a hand pull it up again for her, even covering her head and face completely.

The voice above his head said: "I am a martial arts practitioner, and it's just a small injury."

Heng Yu couldn't hold back him, so she also gave up.

The cold wind was biting, she silently pulled out the sides of the cloak, and gently wrapped it around her arms and hands holding the rein, and used her hands to press the remaining horns on the horse's back.

Xiao Mu was a little taken aback.

The cloak blocked the coldness, and his hands holding the reins gradually became less stiff and cold, like the first ray of wind in spring, slowly melting the frozen stream.

And after accepting others' kindness, don't forget to think about the other's actions as much as you can...

The old picture flashed again in Xiao Mu's mind.

Is it her?
The wind gradually stopped, and the dark clouds were blown away to nowhere. After the cloud veil was lifted, the night revealed its original clear appearance, with a few stars scattered here and there.

The gate of Yingzhou City, which had been closed for a long time, did not dare to open it in front of everyone without any delay.

"See... there is someone in front of Xiao Hou?"

As soon as the group of people left, the guard room guarding the city exploded.

"I see, I see! I took a second look on purpose, and it seems that I am still a young man!"

"The rumor... is it true?"

"..."

Heng Yu didn't know that the man's robes he wore today would once again confirm a certain rumor on Xiao Mu's body, so after getting off Xiao Mu's horse in front of the Hou's mansion, he followed Xiao Mu to the front hall with Yan Jin.

The men in black were handed over to Wang Jingyong for interrogation.

Heng Yu did not obstruct her, Xiao Mu's men were better at interrogating than she was, and she was eager to know where these people came from - and she believed that if these people were really related to what happened to her grandfather back then, Xiao Mu would still Hand it over to her.

When Yin Hai heard about this, he hurried over.

Followed by Yan Ming, his eyes were a little anxious, and his steps were hasty.

"General—"

He entered the hall and was about to say something, but when he met Xiao Mu's reminding eyes, he had no choice but to swallow it back.

There are still outsiders in the hall.

Yan Ming could only suppress his anxiety and wait on the side.

Yan Jin expressed his gratitude to Xiao Mu again, and his face was full of shock: "...Those people clearly want human life, but I don't know why!"

Xiao Mu looked at the handsome young man who was a little embarrassed at the moment, and asked, "Young Master Yan expected something to happen during this trip?"

Yan Jin pointed to Heng Yu: "I don't have this ability, it's Ah Heng—"

Xiao Mu turned his gaze to Heng Yu.

A charcoal pot was burning in the hall, and the young girl in the crow's green robe was sitting upright in the chair, with two strands of hair tied with ribbons scattered on her cheeks——

She confessed: "In recent days, I have always suspected that someone is following me secretly."

"..." Wang Jingyong felt guilty for a while when he heard the words, and silently looked at his general.

Xiao Mu didn't change his expression, and even frowned slightly: "So Painter Ji chose to go out of the city, and create a chance for the other party to attack in the middle of the night, using himself as a bait to lure people from the dark place to show up?"

"Yes."

Xiao Mu: "Why is Painter Ji like this?"

A girl who realizes that she is being targeted by a villain, instead of asking for help or trying to avoid disaster, but directly lures the other party to show up in such a dangerous way?
Although she had made sufficient preparations in advance and secretly arranged for manpower to collect the net, but no matter how good the net was, as long as she used herself as the bait, it was always risky.

"There are only those who are thieves for a thousand days, and there are no people who can guard against thieves for a thousand days. Only in this way can future troubles be avoided." The girl replied lightly: "Besides, I am also very curious about who they are."

Xiao Mu looked at her—is it really that simple?

He suppressed the emotion that shouldn't be there in his heart, and said calmly: "Who are they, Master Ji will soon know."

When the words fell, I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw the slightly wet robe on her body, wanted to say something, but stopped again.

After all, he glanced at Yinhai.

Yin Hai raised his eyebrows slightly, and reminded with a smile: "The interrogation will take time, and it's cold in the night, Master Ji might as well go back and change clothes—"

That's what the general meant, right?

If you are afraid that people will freeze, just say it.

　see you tomorrow everyone
　　
　
(End of this chapter)