We Are All Going To Suzhou

Zhao Ling thought that Meng Yuanheng was just joking with her, but when she set off on the next day, she saw the carriage of King Xuan's Mansion waiting on the street corner outside the gate of Zhao's Mansion.

In addition to the paralyzed face guard standing beside the carriage, there was also a man in his thirties with a clear face and an ordinary appearance.

Seeing Zhao Ling coming out, the head of the guard, Chang Dong, took a few steps forward, saluted her, and said sternly. "Chang Dong, at your service, princess Xuan."

When Zhao Ling heard the words, she was immediately stunned. What did he call her just now, princess Xuan? When did she become princess Xuan?

Lu Zhu glared at Chang Dong displeasedly, and said. "Hey, what are you talking about? When did my lady become your princess Xuan? Don't talk nonsense and taint my lady's reputation."

Chang Dong ignored Lu Zhu's words and stubbornly said to Zhao Ling. "Princess Xuan, please."

It seemed that Zhao Ling didn't want to waste any more words on Chang Dong, so she said hello to Xie Mingyu and the others before following Chang Dong to the carriage. The thin man also bowed to Zhao Ling, but said nothing.

Immediately, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and inside the carriage, Meng Yuan sat casually, with an elegant posture. His face seemed paler than last night. Seeing Zhao Ling, he smiled slightly. "Ling'er, you are here."

With a clear smile, like a breeze, Zhao Ling was dazzled by the smile, and forgot to care about the word "Ling'er", but about the man who called her more and more smoothly.

This guy was really so good-looking when he laughed.

"Wang Xuan really wants to go with me?" Zhao Ling frowned and asked uncertainly.

"I take it seriously." Meng Yuan nodded naturally, "This king always says one thing, and do the same. If Ling'er doesn't believe it, why don't you ride with this king?"

Zhao Ling was speechless, and could only say. "If this is the case, then I say let King Xuan come along please."

Xie Mingyu learned that King Xuan was determined to go with him, and looked at Zhao Ling with interest, and said jokingly. "Wang Xuan will accompany Ling'er all the way to celebrate her grandfather's birthday, regardless of his illness. This is really true for Ling'er. How touching."

Zhao Ling rolled her eyes. Really? Even Xie Mingyu, who had always been a serious person, came to tease her?

Zhao Ling didn't know what Meng Yuan's plan was, and the reason why he followed her. This person, who was cold and acting mysteriously, for a time now, got Zhao Ling into thinking, but she really couldn't see through him.

The group of people drove lightly and hurried to Suzhou from the Zhao Mansion. From Shengjing to Suzhou, it took half a month at the earliest, but there was still some time before the old man's birthday. Moreover, they were not in a hurry, hence they took time to enjoy the journey all the way to the south.

Zhao Ling had been in this world for more than three months. During this period, she experienced disfigurement, divorce, and marriage, and had to deal with the tricky plots of Cui's mother and daughter from time to time. Life had not been easy for her. Now she was able to travel south to the lower reaches of the river, where the grass grew long and the scenery was endless, which made her feel good.

However, Meng Yuan's face became more and more unsightly. He basically stayed in the carriage during the day. He stayed behind closed doors when he stayed at the inn. He had been on the road for nearly ten days, but he had never eaten with them. Sometimes when he got off the carriage, he was also in a wheelchair. He always greeted her lightly, and would be pushed away by the expressionless Chang Dong.

Zhao Ling came out this time with Luzhu alone, who was also chattering with excitement along the way, but the topic mostly revolved around King Xuan.

"Miss, what does that King Xuan mean? At first, he said that he would postpone the wedding, but now he rushed to Suzhou with the young lady."

"Miss, the slave thinks that Lord Xuan is very gentle to Miss, but he is very indifferent to other people, especially the look in the eyes of the young master looking at the watch, which is very scary."

"Miss, that prince Xuan is really good-looking. Alas, such a beautiful person is actually a handicapped person. What a pity, Miss, do you think even God is jealous of him?"

"Miss, the guard next to Lord Xuan, who is called Changdong, is always stern, really annoying."

"Miss,..."

Lu Zhu was a chatter, and Zhao Ling tapped her forehead helplessly, wondering if it was a wrong choice to bring her out. How clean the way would be if she changed to Qingluo!

Because Luzhu's sentences stayed on King Xuan, Zhao Ling did not consciously pay attention to Meng Yuan. She always felt that Meng Yuanheng's face seemed to be getting more and more ugly, while the face of Mr. Gong who followed him was getting more and more solemn.

Walking all the way, during the conversation with Meng Yuan, Zhao Ling also got a general idea. The thin man named Situ Gong, who had been with the former King Xuan since he was a child, had superb medical skills. He had been by his side to treat him since Meng Yuan was injured.

Could it be about what happened to Meng Yuanheng's body? Zhao Ling really didn't understand him, was he really disabled or pretending?

In the evening of that day, they came to Yunzhou City and stayed at the Ruyi Inn in the city.

Although Yunzhou City was not as prosperous as Suzhou, it was also under the jurisdiction of Jiangnan Prefecture and its economy was still relatively developed. However, since entering the city, Zhao Ling felt a sense of anxiety enveloping the entire city. The pedestrians on the street were rushing, and after dusk, the pedestrians on the street gradually became scarce.

Xie Mingyu also felt that things were strange in this city, and asked the shopkeeper of the inn.

The shopkeeper looked at the gentle and elegant Xie Mingyu, and sighed, saying, "this young man does not know something. Yunzhou City has not been peaceful recently. There have been more than a dozen scholars in the past month who were missing. Seeing that this young man is also a scholar, you should be careful too. Don't go out at night. It's quite dangerous. Stay in the room at night."