Morbid pet

Chapter 19
A fine and dense drizzle began to fall outside the window, and the distant sky and water shadows were scattered in the fog, silently moistening the sky and the earth.

Changle didn't hold an umbrella, and stepped into the rain in small steps in a green suit.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, wait for me!"

Dian Cui and Die Shi rushed into the rain holding an oil-paper umbrella, unexpectedly, Chang Le just stood silently crying in the rain, she held her face in her hands, as if she didn't want others to get a glimpse of the clues, and let the rain wash away her. Her temple hair and body are wet.

"Take it away, don't let me say it a second time." Chang Le pushed the two maidservants away, looked up and walked into the distance.

This is their first day in Jiangnan.

Seven days ago.

Changle received a secret letter, pointing out that the person who framed Zhou's family was in the Jiangnan area, and asked her to come to Wuzhen, Jiangnan to find an old man named Xia, and she would know the truth of what happened back then.

She will not miss anything, if she has a chance to turn things around for the Zhou family, she immediately goes to the palace and asks to go to Jiangnan, saying that she is traveling to change her mood. It just so happens that Xie Zhao is also going to Jiangnan, and the emperor waved his hand and let the two go together .

They said they were colleagues, but in fact they just found a way.

Changle stayed in the luxurious carriage all day long, and never even saw Xie Zhao's face. Their team was huge, Xie Zhao was in front, and Changle was behind. Everyone walked very silently along the way, perhaps because of the falling off the cliff that day. , Losing the few love between the two, Changle never asked how Xie Zhao came back intact, and Xie Zhao never asked how the scar on Changle's arm came from.

They were a husband and wife relationship in name only.

Finally arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Chang Le yawned, as if just waking up, poked her head out of the carriage, she was attracted by the thick ink atmosphere around her, a gust of sweet air suddenly breathed into her body, bringing these few The day's depression and irritability have all subsided a little.

Xie Zhao suddenly rode over and ran over. Before she could see his expression clearly, he dropped a greased paper bag and turned away.

Changle held it in her hand, only to realize that it was her favorite Jiangnan tea-flavored glutinous rice cake.

She likes it and wants to eat it very much.

But she still threw the pastry wrapped in oiled paper decisively on the ground, as if disgusted.

Chang Le raised his eyes and said to the driver: "Go to Wuzhen, don't delay."

The coachman was a little hesitant, because Wuzhen was not their original destination. The emperor asked her driver to follow Xie Zhao all the time. Of course, it was in the south of the Yangtze River. Now that he suddenly wanted to turn around and go to Wuzhen, he was not sure who to listen to. , "Master, but the emperor said"

Chang Le twisted his expression, "Ben Gong's words are useless, right?"

Coachman: "The middle of the middle!"

Sure enough, the carriage at the end suddenly turned around and galloped away from the team in front.

In the middle of the night, the horses rode to Xie Zhao's side, and the two horses walked side by side: "My lord, the princess and the others are leaving."

Xie Zhao only stared at the road ahead, and responded lightly: "En."

In the middle of the night, he also saw the team leaving behind, he chose to remain silent, just because he wished that the prince would stay away from Changle, and nothing good would happen if the two of them stayed together!Pushing people off a cliff thousands of feet high, is that something a kind woman can do?Thinking about the situation that day now, he still feels scared. It was because of the prince's fate that he was hanged by a tree branch at the entrance of a cave.

Xie Zhao asked casually again, "Where's Jin Yiwei?"

Third watch: "Jin Yiwei left with the princess."

Xie Zhao played with the black jade wrench in his hand, "Which direction?" He followed the mountains, rocks and trees in front of him, and flew far away.

In the middle of the night: "Quning or Wuzhen, it's not far from Jiangnan, and the drive only takes two hours."

"Ah."
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Wuzhen in the south of the Yangtze River.

In order to deceive others, Changle bought himself a few sets of clothes worn by ordinary people in a small workshop on the side of the road. The Jin Yiwei behind him also changed into the clothes of ordinary guards. The group looked like a wealthy businessman traveling instead of a princess. .

She was dressed in jasper Tsing Yi, wearing emerald green dots and emerald green step rocks, holding a rusty silver fan painted in Jiangnan ink painting, her eyebrows and eyes were clean and picturesque without any makeup.

When Shi Shiran stepped out, it was like the lightest and most brilliant stroke in the Jiangnan landscape ink painting.

Changle arrived at the location indicated in the secret letter. It is located in a small alley in the suburbs of Wuzhen near the south of the Yangtze River. This street is full of closed shops, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on the door. There are old men and old ladies carrying a pole. Or carry a sling, which contains your own handmade products, such as wool felt dolls, insoles and cloth shoes embroidered with big red happy characters.

Chang Le had never seen these before, and his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the needles and threads in their hands.

She has seen a lot of expensive things since she was a child, but she has never worn civilian clothes, and she has never seen such rough but fun things made by hand.

An old man noticed her, handed her the wool felt doll in his back belt, and asked with a smile: "Girl, do you like this?"

The Jin Yiwei on both sides were about to draw their swords to stop them, when they saw that Chang Le had already caught it safely, and picked up the ugly brown-red doll from side to side to look at it.

She asked: "Old man, how much is your basket?"

The old man surnamed Xia only smiled: "I'll just charge you a tael of silver."

Changle knew that this thing was not expensive, but he didn't expect it to be so cheap, or in other words, the old man deliberately sold it to her at a low price, why?

She has no reason to enjoy the support of the world as she should, but she still has to take advantage of the poor people when she goes out.

Chang Le turned to Die Shi behind him and said, "Die Shi, give the old man a gold ingot."

"Yes." Die Shi quickly took out a gold ingot bigger than a child's palm from her sleeve pocket and handed it to the old man.

But after the old man took it, he just shook his head and handed the gold ingot back to them. He sighed unrecognizably: "Girl, there is an official word under this ingot. I dare not accept it. This money is from our side." Those that cannot be circulated may be arrested by the government.”

Die Shi reacted quickly, and immediately took out the broken silver that had sunk to the bottom from her sleeve pocket. The sum of two handfuls would not be worth a corner of the gold ingot.

Chang Le nodded: "Then I only want this one in my hand, you can keep the rest for sale, old man."

The old man took the broken silver and soon showed a sincere smile on his face, he said: "Thank you princess, my surname happens to be Xia, did you come to find me all this way?"

Chang Le raised his head impatiently, "Yes."

The old man deftly lifted the basket at his feet onto his generous shoulders, then nodded slightly to Changle, signaling them to follow him.

Jin Yiwei wanted to stop the old man out of instinct for unknown dangers, but Chang Le just signaled them to stop talking and just follow from a distance.

They walked a long way, about ten miles, to an abandoned pavilion, but there was a refreshing tea aroma on both sides. This is the tea mountain in Wuzhen.

Uncle Xia: "His Royal Highness is willing to complain for the Zhou family, this old servant is very grateful!"

"Old, slave?"

(End of this chapter)