Chapter 1213: Young Master is no longer the former Young Master
Xiao He said: “Princess, please calm down. This slave heard from Sijiu that the carriage that Miss Bai was riding in belonged to the palace, and the person who escorted her to the palace was also a guard of the palace, and that, Zhou Awu was also there.”
Princess Yiping naturally knew Zhou Awu. He was the emperor’s guard, a big celebrity, and he was trusted by the emperor. If it was not the emperor’s will to escort people, how could ordinary people move him?
“Sure enough, she is a slut. While hooking up with the emperor, she secretly met with my husband. Does the emperor know that she is so slutty?”
Xiao He didn’t dare to interrupt and stood aside with her head bowed.
Princess Yiping put down the teacup in her hand, walked back and forth in the hall twice, then stopped suddenly, with a strange smile on her face: “In the next seven days, there will be an autumn festival in the palace, and there will be banquets, she should also go! At that time, I would like to see what kind of woman who fascinated the emperor and my husband looks like.”
With her, Princess Yiping, she would not make that woman feel better.
Xiao He was very flustered, every time the princess showed such a smile, she would do some crazy things.
For example, on the day she married Young Master Meng three years ago, she also laughed like this.
Twilight was coming together, and the late autumn wind has already cooled the night in the capital.
After Bai Zhi accompanied Zhao Lan for dinner, she brought Xiao Qing to the Guest House.
After walking on the long corridor, Xiao Qing looked up at the crescent moon in the sky half covered by thin clouds, sighed softly, and said: “I don’t know how the young master is doing now.” She was very annoyed that the young master was left alone and went to the western regions to look for medicine, but the emperor didn’t need it at all.
Who knows if something happened to her young master in the Western Regions? She bit her lip, tried not to let the tears fall, and pinched herself hard.
Bai Zhi stopped and looked back at Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing hung down the lantern in her hand, not wanting her to see the tears on her face.
“Are you crying?” Bai Zhi asked.
Xiao Qing shook her head and said stiffly, “I didn’t.”
“You are crying!”
Xiao Qing still shook her head: “I’m not.”
The autumn night was very thick, even if the moonlight was scattered, it still can’t penetrate the sky.
“Song Lang will be fine, don’t you know his ability?” Bai Zhi raised her hand, trying to wipe the tears off her face.
But Xiao Qing said: “You don’t know anything. The young master is no longer the old young master. In the past three years, his body has been greatly damaged. Now he is no longer what he used to be.”
Bai Zhi’s complexion slightly changed. She tried her best to recall the Song Lang she met in Liu County, but she couldn’t remember anything in her mind. When she was in Liu County, all her attention was on Chu Yan, and she didn’t think much about Song Lang. Thinking about it now, she can’t remember what his face was like at that time.
“What do you mean by that? What happened to Song Lang?” Bai Zhi asked.
Xiao Qing shook her head: “I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but he always looks uncomfortable, and Old Yuan often lets him rest.”
Bai Zhi felt a little guilty. Song Lang left before Chu Yan got the antidote. She couldn’t blame Chu Yan for this matter. Everything was in disarray. If the antidote was found two days earlier, Song Lang didn’t have had to go to the Western Regions, and Xiao Qing wouldn’t have to worry about him now.
She sighed, reached out, and patted Xiao Qing’s shoulder: “It will be fine, don’t worry too much.”
Xiao Qing didn’t respond to her. The two walked side by side towards the long verandah, and the garden path covered with bluestone slabs.