On the other side, Xu Zhao lifted the door curtain and looked at the carriage in front. He lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, do you think Sister Haoer will misunderstand?"

The princess is the same. Why would she go to Qingchuan County when returning to Beijing from Caiyun Prefecture?

Xu Xing was taking a nap with his eyes closed. When he heard Xu Zhao's words, he wanted to slap him again, but he finally held back.

"Haven't you been punished enough?"

Hearing this, Xu Zhao shrank his neck immediately, but muttered: "I didn't say anything wrong."

Sister Haoer is such an outstanding person, in what way is she not worthy of Big Brother?

Identity?

But in his opinion, identity is the most useless thing.

No matter how good at poetry, songs, calligraphy, chess, and painting, those ladies from famous families in Kyoto would not be able to survive if they were thrown into the common people for three or two days.

Unlike his good sister, who is good at medicine and martial arts, and has a lot of unique skills, even Old Zhang has to call her "Miss Jiang".

Xu Xing naturally did not despise Jiang Hao's background at all. Instead, he respected her very much in his heart.

He was a man who had fought on the battlefield, and he might encounter something dangerous like last time. Most importantly, the poison in his body...

Xu Zhao had no idea how horrible the poison was, so he naturally only considered it based on his own thoughts.

But he knew, and he knew it very well.

Xu Xing was worried that he would mess up again, and just as he was about to warn him, he heard Xu Zhao say, "Brother, shall we go back to the capital with the princess?"

"Do not."

Xu Xing blurted out, then realized that Hui was a little anxious, and explained: "Such a serious murder case happened in Qingchuan County, and four officials died overnight. As an imperial envoy, I naturally can't just leave like this when such a big thing happens."

It seems...there are no loopholes.

Zhuifeng nodded repeatedly as he listened outside, but Zhang Zhongjing couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth.

The prince... is very stubborn.

This is clearly an attempt to avoid suspicion.

But, looking at the way Princess Minhui looked at him...

Zhang Zhongjing took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly.

"Old Zhang, is your neck itchy?"

Zhuifeng saw him shaking his head and chuckled, "I'll let you be lazy and not take a shower."

Zhang Zhongjing: “…”

Please don't ruin my reputation, okay? I like to be clean!

……

"Princess, we are living well in Caiyun Mansion, why did you come to Qingchuan County? The prince and the prince will definitely feel distressed when they see you lose weight."

Ting Zhu was a little confused.

"No matter how good my father and brother are, I will get married one day, and the most important thing is to have a good husband."

The parents’ family is important, but the husband’s family, especially the husband, is even more important.

Tingzhu grew up in the camp and learned all about hidden weapons and assassination. He has been serving Princess Minhui since he was eleven years old, mainly to protect her. How could he understand the thoughts of a young girl?

Otherwise, there is no need to ask at all to understand why the master went through all this trouble and deliberately left the escort people in Luobei County and lied to the Prince of Weiguo.

"Okay, the prince of Weiguo is here, you can ask Minglu and the others to pick you up later."

It would be best if Xu Xing and his companions had to leave Qingchuan County and rush back to Kyoto City.

By then, Xu Xing would have no reason to refuse to go with her.

"Yes, I will do it in a moment."

Princess Minhui stopped talking, lifted the curtain, and leaned back to look.

Seeing Xu Xing's carriage far behind, he snorted coldly: "By the way, go check the identity of the woman today."

"Yes!"

"Hey, it's so lively over there, let's go down and take a look."

……

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