As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

Chapter 408 The Truth
"it is good!"

Xie Zhaozhao nodded immediately.

Originally, she wanted to write a letter in person, but she felt tired after she woke up, and her condition got a little better today.

She immediately asked Hongxiu to prepare the Four Treasures of the Study and bring them to her bedside. She picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, but suddenly she didn't know what to write.

She actually had many, many things she wanted to say to him and questions she wanted to ask.

But at this moment, paper is short and love is long, but it is impossible to tell.

I wrote a sentence, "Rebirth is the time to come back, death is the longing for a long time." I felt it was very unlucky, so I crumpled the paper into a ball.

Xie Zhaozhao thought for a while and then wrote another sentence: "Lovesickness is said under the acacia tree. I miss you and miss you, but I don't know you." He looked at it silently for a while, wondering if this was a bit too sweet.

She hesitated for a moment and put this one away.

Then I wrote several chapters in succession, including poems expressing lovesickness and some written in vernacular.

But as I write it, I always feel weird.

She misses him a lot.

But it seems that I don't know how to express my feelings on this piece of paper in a few words.

Finally, Xie Zhaozhao sighed and wrote a whole page about missing you and missing you. At the end, he wrote "Wait for me to find you", then folded it and handed it to Hongxiu.

Hongxiu looked hesitant: "Is this okay?"

I wrote so much before, but ended up using such an understatement?

Xie Zhaozhao nodded: "That's enough, just send it out like this."

"……it is good."

When Hong Xiu handed the letter to Xuan Jing and put the Four Treasures of the Study on the table, she glanced at the love poems discarded by Xie Zhaozhao and looked back at Xie Zhaozhao.

Xie Zhaozhao was looking out the window. The fallen leaves were falling on the small tree in the courtyard. It was already late autumn.

It’s time for Yun Qi to arrive in Northern Hebei, right?
He doesn't know whether the matter in Jibei can be handled easily or whether the King of Zhongshan will embarrass him.

It's so cold there. Are the clothes you bring warm enough?
Hong Xiu silently put away the stack of love poems, quickly went out and caught up with Xuan Jing and handed them to him.

Xuan Jing was surprised: "This is -"

Hongxiu frowned and glared at him, stuffed the stack of paper into his arms, and said quickly: "General Jing, why are your clothes torn? I'm good at sewing. You can bring it over to me at some time and I can help you." Make up for it.”

After saying that, he patted Xuan Jing's chest twice, and seemed to be adjusting Xuan Jing's clothes.

Xuan Jing reacted, casually said "hmm" and left.

When Hong Xiu entered, Xie Zhaozhao was looking at her and asked doubtfully: "When did you become so close to Xuan Jing that you were willing to help mend clothes?"

"Just..." Hongxiu bit her lower lip and said vaguely: "It's not particularly good. I just see him working hard and listening to the lady's orders. I think it's pretty good."

Xie Zhaozhao said "Oh" and asked, "Where is Mr. Lu?"

"The husband is still in the yard next door. He is still the same as before. He never leaves the front door or takes a step outside. Does the lady want to see him? I will help the lady to invite him."

Just as Xie Zhaozhao was about to nod, he tried to lift his legs again. He felt a little numb, but at least he could move.

She called Hong Xiu over: "Please help me walk over to see Mr., it's just a good time to move around."

She slept for more than ten days. When she woke up, she was really weak. She had never gotten out of bed. Now her body was almost rusty and she needed to move around.

Hongxiu saw that she persisted and that although her movements were stiff, she could move a little, so she quickly stepped forward to help.

After putting on Xie Zhaozhao's shoes and clothes, Hongxiu helped Xie Zhaozhao go to the yard next door.

At first, Xie Zhaozhao was very weak when his feet landed on the ground. Most of his body was leaning on Hong Xiu. After walking a few steps, he had some strength under his feet and he was able to stabilize himself.

Soon we entered the next courtyard.

Hong Xiu pointed to the window and said: "Miss, look, the husband is reading. He has been like this recently. Apart from taking the second young master to see the soldiers and helping the young lady to see a doctor, he is like this the rest of the time." "Yes."

Xie Zhaozhao nodded and took two steps into the courtyard. Lu Jingrong, who was in the room, heard the footsteps and looked up. He was not surprised to see it was Xie Zhaozhao. He stood up and came out: "Are you able to walk? You recovered very quickly."

"It's sir who has superb medical skills."

Xie Zhaozhao smiled and complimented him, and asked, "Can I go in and have a chat with you, sir?"

"of course."

Lu Jingrong stepped aside from the door.

After Xie Zhaozhao went in and sat down, he casually glanced at the book table. There were a few miscellaneous books there.

Lu Jingrong said: "They are all borrowed from your second brother. There are records about some foreign races in Danzhou, Molan and the sea. They are just for passing the time when I am bored."

"Sir is always so eager to learn and study." Xie Zhaozhao smiled and told Hongxiu: "Go and prepare cakes and tea for me and my husband."

Hong Xiu sensibly bowed and excused herself.

Xie Zhaozhao looked at Lu Jingrong, "Sir, when you left Yaocheng a few days ago, I saw this on your desk..."

She took two pieces of paper out of her sleeves and spread them out in front of Lu Jingrong, "Do you know someone who knows how to refine soldiers?"

Lu Jingrong didn't look at the two pieces of paper, but sighed very softly.

He has always been very indifferent to the world, and has no reaction to anything he encounters. He is a wizard and a weirdo. Behavior like sighing is normal for ordinary people, but it is really rare for him.

Xie Zhaozhao lowered his eyes and said, "I'm very curious and want to know, but it's your freedom to say it or not."

Hong Xiu had told her in the past two days that there were no other people behind the matter of refining soldiers except some craftsmen.

And those craftsmen worked based on the drawings and recipes provided by the above.

In other words, there is a master behind the scenes, but ordinary craftsmen cannot see that master.

After interrogating some of the people around Chu Nanxuan, the confessions obtained were that that person only communicated with Chu Nanxuan and Qi Jingran, and did not see the rest.

Even if he appears occasionally, his face is covered by a mask, and his voice is very strange. I don't know if he is old or young, male or female.

Xie Changqing interrogated Qi Jingran, but Qi Jingran could not explain anything.

He had never seen the man's true face.

The only one who had actually seen that person was Chu Nanxuan, but Chu Nanxuan was dead.

Now the person behind it has become an extremely mysterious existence.

"he died."

Lu Jingrong suddenly said: "He died in a secret place and no one can find him. Do you believe it?"

Xie Zhaozhao nodded: "I believe it."

Lu Jingrong looked at her for a long time and finally spoke again: "Do you know the Star Reaching Master?"

"know."

Xie Zhaozhao's heart tightened. He already guessed something, but didn't ask further.

Lu Jingrong added: "My master picked up the stars and was the imperial supervisor of the former dynasty. He is an astrology wizard that has not appeared in a hundred years. He can know the past and predict the future. He is erudite and knowledgeable, and he understands the past and present."

"Do you know...why I can understand soldiers and know the residual prescription of that ancient book? That's because this residual prescription was told to me by my master."

"He said that if we could find some fragments and study them, we might be able to restore the fragments."

"Actually, even if it cannot be restored, with his ability, based on the existing prescriptions, he may not be able to complete the prescription. It does not have to be the evil prescription recorded in the original ancient book, but the effect is the same."

(End of this chapter)