Her guards

Chapter 93 Let's Get to Know Each Other Again

"Actually, it's not that I have another secret; it's that I've never truly told you my story."

Yang Luo was apologetic.

Mo Zheng said "Oh," and then smiled: "Actually, what you did was very good. After all, we were strangers at the beginning, and there were some things you told me that I might not have believed."

Yang Luo smiled slightly. No matter what, A Sheng could always consider things from other people's perspectives, without being shocked or complaining.

"Yes, now that we've been through so much together, you know me better. If I tell you again, you won't think what I'm saying is unbelievable or a lie."

She looked at the girl in the lamplight.

"I'm not actually a prophet; I'm just living my life again."

The first time I met you was actually the second time.

"However, the first time, after you escorted me down the mountain, we parted ways in Baima Town, and I did not ask you to be my guard."

"Then, five years later, I died in the capital."

"After I died, when I opened my eyes again, I was back five years ago, on the night the villains were killing people in White Horse Town, and then I met you again."

Mo Zheng listened quietly, and then smiled with relief: "I knew it. No wonder you looked so strange when you saw me that night, as if you knew me. Although you explained that you were a prophet, the person you see in the divination is still a stranger."

“I know my reaction must have seemed strange to others,” Yang Luo said. “Thank you, Asheng, for still coming with me despite all this.”

After that, he briefly recounted how he died.

"Although Zhu Yunxiao didn't kill me with his own hands, the fact that Jiang Meng was allowed to come in, and Zhu Yunxiao's reaction to my stabbing, confirms that my death was definitely his doing."

She and Zhu Yunxiao were originally husband and wife. She died at the hands of the husband she happily married. It was indeed hateful enough. Every time she had a nightmare, she would grit her teeth. Mo Zheng shook her head: "Miss, you are still too kind. You should have let me break his leg completely back then. It's a pity. I held back and only made him suffer for a month."

Yang Luo was amused again. Hearing such an unbelievable thing, Ah Sheng was still so calm and could still joke.

“I’m sorry, I lied to you and said he would kill you too,” she said, then explained, “but he and his father are indeed involved in your death…”

He paused here, looking at Mo Zheng.

“Ah Sheng, I don’t know what happened to you. In that life, after we separated, you became a bandit. The imperial court sent troops, led by Uncle Yongwu and his son, to suppress you…”

"In the end, you died, and your head was displayed at the city gate of the capital."

Mo Zheng touched her neck, a smile spreading across her face: "Not bad, not bad, so this is how I'm going to die."

Ah Sheng seems to never be shocked. Yang Luo was no longer surprised, but he still said, "Not bad, not bad," and was happy to hear that he was dead.

Mo Zheng coughed lightly.

“Let me tell you why I later became a bandit,” she said.

Why? Yang Luo looked at her curiously. Could it be that she had some unresolved issue or something she wanted to ask for?
Mo Zheng looked at her: "Because I've always been a bandit."

Always, were they bandits?
Yang Luo was stunned for a moment.

"When you met me, I was already a bandit."

Mo Zheng said this with an apologetic tone.

"Actually, I've been keeping something from you, Miss."

Yang Luo looked at the guards in front of her with a complicated expression, and found it somewhat amusing. The two of them were quite remarkable, hiding their true selves from each other and yet accompanying each other for so long.

“Miss Yang, you have been so honest with me, I can no longer hide it from you.”

“I am indeed an orphan, but my grandfather who raised me was not a hunter, but a bandit, so I have been a bandit since I was a child.”

"When you met me, I came to check because I noticed that bandits had invaded my territory, and then I saved you."

"The reason I agreed to be your bodyguard is because the government troops are searching for bandits, and I have no other choice but to stay here."

She had long known that this guard had many strange traits; he was like a hunter but not quite a hunter—he was actually a bandit.

Then many things will fall into place.

Upon hearing this, Yang Luo coughed lightly.

“It’s good that you kept it from me before,” she said. “As you said, we are strangers. If you had told me you were a bandit back then, I probably would have run away in fear. Now that we’ve come this far together, I know your character. If you tell me the truth now, I won’t find you scary.”

Mo Zheng touched her nose and coughed lightly: "Miss is wise. Well then, there is one more thing..." Ah, what else? Yang Luo looked at her. This guard had more secrets than she did.

Mo Zheng didn't speak, turned around and walked to the door, put her hand to her mouth, and made three short bird calls.

A moment later, a low voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, "Young Master."

“It’s alright, I’ll let you come and meet Miss Yang,” Mo Zheng said, reaching out to open the door.

The dim light flickered, and Yang Luo saw two figures standing at the door, one in front and one behind, one tall and the other frail.

Even though he couldn't see her face clearly, Yang Luo recognized her at a glance after being neighbors for so long.

These are the butcher couple next door.

Mo Zheng coughed lightly: "Let me reintroduce them. They are my companions, and also mountain bandits."

Yang Luo was stunned.

Peach Blossom walked in with a smile, put the two swords she was holding back into her waistband, and then pulled Zhang Shengyou along, saying, "Don't just stand there, quickly greet Miss Yang."

Zhang Shengyou tucked the axe he was holding behind his back and walked in.

"Miss Yang," they said, bowing with clasped hands.

She had said it before: since her rebirth, the thing that shocked her the most was this guard... Yang Luo couldn't help but laugh and shake her head. No wonder she always felt that there was something wrong with these two neighbors. It turned out that they were in cahoots with the guard. Then many things made sense.

"Brother Zhang, Sister Peach Blossom," she greeted with a smile.

Mo Zheng said, "I have already revealed my identity to Miss Yang, which will make things easier from now on."

She looked at Yang Luo.

“They have been assisting me, protecting you, and protecting this house. In case of emergency, you can always turn to them and trust them.”

Yang Luo nodded and bowed to the butcher and his wife with a smile again: "Thank you for your trouble."

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"The beggar on the street..."

“That’s not banditry. It’s a tactic of our bandits to gather information from beggars in a place.”

In order not to wake the Liu family master and his disciples, Zhang Shengyou and Taohua left quickly.

Yang Luo and Mo Zheng continued talking.

"But I don't have much to say." Yang Luo smiled bitterly. "Although I've lived once, I lived in a daze and didn't even know why I died."

She recounted her death once again.

"After my rebirth, I thought about many things carefully. In addition, after coming to the capital, I inquired about the past of the Yang family of Ding'an. I have a guess about my own identity and the cause of my death."

She pointed to the area in front of Mo Zheng as she spoke.

Mo Zheng took out the jade pendant hanging around her neck, looked at it under the lamp, and listened to Yang Luo's soft voice.

"I suspect that my mother was married to the emperor, and that my biological father was the emperor."

Mo Zheng looked up at her: "So your death is related to this."

“Everyone knows that the emperor and empress are husband and wife. If they were married to my mother and have me as their child, it would be a disgrace to the emperor and the Chai family if word got out…” Yang Luo looked at her.

"That's why the Duke and Duchess of Ding'an went to such lengths to conceal your identity," Mo Zheng continued, speaking in a low voice. "That's why you were locked up at home after your last trip to the capital, cut off from all contact with the outside world, until you got married and were then killed. The cause of death was that your ex-wife's younger sister killed her brother-in-law's second wife out of jealousy."

Therefore, this marriage was deliberately arranged, with the aim of causing her to die in a ridiculous yet plausible affair between her children.

The murderer died, and then the incident and the tragic bride vanished silently from the world, never to be mentioned again or cared about.

“But this matter should not be solely the scheme of Duke Ding’an and Zhu Yunxiao. Before I died, I heard them say that they should inform the palace.” Yang Luo said in a low voice, “Although I did not know what happened in my previous life, this time, with us posing as other people’s identities as the princess’s companions, it is clear that my uncle’s family could not possibly arrange this. Therefore… there must be someone in the palace who knows of my existence.”

Mo Zheng looked at her: "So you guessed that the punishment I received in the palace wasn't an accident, but intentional." Then she suddenly realized, "No wonder Duke Ding'an said the Empress didn't like me..."

Yang Luo looked down at the jade pendant that Ah Sheng was holding in his hand under the lamp, and gently stroked it with her fingers.

"If my identity is indeed what I'm guessing, the Empress certainly won't like me."

"The Emperor... will he tolerate me?"