The princess ran away again

Ning Yuyao's fingers landed on Chu Zhao's face, and when she touched the corners of her eyes, she suddenly felt a trace of coolness on her fingertips.She frowned slightly, stared at Chu Zhao's face with lowered eyes, and asked softly, "Why are you crying?" An eerie silence.

Inadvertently, the tears condensed in his eyes had flowed down, and Chu Zhao couldn't distinguish his own emotions.She sat up suddenly, wiped her eyes with her hands, stared at Ning Yuyao, and muttered: "I'm not crying, I'm just too sleepy!" Fearing that Ning Yuyao wouldn't believe it, she repeated it after a while, "It's just that I'm tired. "

Ning Yuyao whispered: "Then lie down and rest for a while?"

"No need." Chu Zhao waved his hand and sighed, "I'd better go to the bow of the boat to blow some wind." Chu Zhao got up, and Ning Yuyao followed suit.Looking up at the bow of the boat, you can see the faint green hills, the same color of the water and the sky, the painting boats coming and going, and the music is endless, which is also a bustling and lively scene.

Suddenly, a sharp flute sound broke the peace.There was a commotion in the painting boat not far from the boat.There were a few plops, someone fell into the water from above, his hands were flapping, and he couldn't stop yelling.Seeing this, Chu Zhao blocked Ning Yuyao behind him, his face tensed, for fear that the commotion at the other end would spread to their side.And Li Mengyang, who was riding on the penny, also frowned, staring at the boat like a falcon.

Ning Yuyao poked her probe and asked curiously, "What happened?"

"I don't know." Chu Zhao shook his head, his eyes following the painting boat all the time.Several figures had already fallen into the water, swords, swords and swords were intertwined, and there was a crowd of shouts.Li Mengyang controlled the small boat to gradually move away from the dangerous place, but the people who jumped out of the boat spread the flames of war to the entire lake, as long as there is a boat that can be used as a foothold and a point of leverage, there will be running figures.

Li Mengyang whispered: "It may be a group of people from the Jianghu."

Chu Zhao nodded and said, "Don't worry about those people's business, go to the shore." The boat was speeding on the lake, but Chu Zhao didn't get out of the chaos as he wished, a purple figure came towards the boat, and behind her Following three or four ferocious men in black, they started a new battle on Chu Zhao's boat.Suddenly the boat shook violently, as if it would be torn apart in an instant.Chu Zhao stretched out his hand to hold Ning Yuyao in his arms, and Li Mengyang also made a movement, using the bamboo wormwood in his hand as a weapon, blocking the blind sword.The man in black doesn't care about other people's lives, as long as he is in the way, he will also be eradicated.

As the bitter wind of swords swirled on the river, Li Mengyang only guarded the part of the bow of the boat, preventing the man in black from approaching.The woman in purple saw that Chu Zhao and the others were unusual, so she deliberately dodged to their side.Ning Yuyao was very annoyed by these fighting scenes. The incident of being assassinated in the forest was always like a sharp needle in her heart. She hid behind Chu Zhao, and kept tightening her hand.

"It's really annoying." Chu Zhao frowned, and using the piccolo as a weapon, he tapped on the big knife that was sweeping towards him.With the ability of the woman in purple, it's okay to deal with one, but when it comes to dealing with three men in black, they are at a loss, and they are somewhat unable to deal with it.At this time, she deliberately dodged to Chu Zhao's side, and led the man in black to Chu Zhao's side.The good interest in swimming in the lake was defeated by this turmoil. Feeling the fear in Ning Yuyao's heart, Chu Zhao became even more angry.After several tinkling sounds, the piccolo tapped on the back of the knife, and the force of walking along the back of the knife made the man in black's mouth go numb.He glared at Chu Zhao, and raised his saber to attack more swiftly. Chu Zhao shouted "Get out", and swept his right leg towards the man's lower body.After a coquettish smile, the woman in purple also cooperated with Chu Zhao's offensive, and swept her long sword towards the man in black like a storm.

The men in black looked at each other, seeing that someone else was intervening, they couldn't hold on to the purple-clothed witch for a while, and there might be rescuers coming later. After a shout, they all retreated immediately.Seeing this, the purple-clothed woman breathed a sigh of relief, smiled coquettishly, and said with a grimace: "Coward, incompetent bastard!"

Chu Zhao still had a bit of annoyance on his face, glanced at the woman in purple, and said lightly: "The danger has been lifted, can the girl leave?"

Only then did the purple-clothed woman look up at Chu Zhao, with surprise flashing across her eyes, she smiled softly, "Thank you, my lord, for your generous help, but—"

Chu Zhao said coldly, "But what?"

"Send the Buddha to the west, how about troublesome young master to send the slave's family back to the shore? Anyway, your interest is lost."

The purple-clothed woman's eyes were sly and agile, but Chu Zhao looked at it with disgust for no reason. She didn't know what kind of thoughts were hidden under the smile, and was about to refuse, when she suddenly heard Ning Yuyao's voice: : "Go back to the shore." After such a fuss, I really lost all interest.Ning Yuyao leaned against Chu Zhao, her eyes closed, unwilling to say much.

Seeing this, Chu Zhao nodded slightly, put her hand on Ning Yuyao's back, and stroked it gently, seemingly silently comforting her.

After the woman in purple was quiet for a while, she became impatient.Looking at Chu Zhao with his chin in his hand, he said with great interest, "I heard the clear flute sound on the lake earlier, was it you, benefactor?"

Chu Zhao felt uncomfortable after hearing the word "Engong".She denied it: "No."

"That's it." The purple-clothed woman showed regret on her face, and asked after a while, "Don't benefactors want to know why the little girl was hunted down? By the way, little girl Xie Qiluo, I don't know what to call benefactor?" The noise was like a bird on a branch, and Chu Zhao was really impatient to answer. Seeing the boat docked, she jumped off the boat with Ning Yuyao in her arms.

"Young Master! Are you alright?" There was a commotion from the front, and a group of pink-clothed women holding swords appeared in front of them, with brows erect and almond eyes filled with anger.

There are too many unreasonable disasters in this day.Chu Zhao stopped Li Mengyang, frowned, and turned his eyes to the woman in purple.

The woman in purple had a soft smile on her face. She stroked her sleeves and walked up to the group of women in pink, and said, "I'm fine, what are you doing with your swords? This young master is my benefactor, Don't lose your etiquette." As he spoke, he cast a meaningful glance at Chu Zhao.The group of women in pink immediately put away their swords when they heard the words, and they all clasped their hands together and said, "Thank you for saving my life, my lord."

Chu Zhao flicked his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "No need." She had no intention of saving others, but the woman led the disaster to the east, and for Princess Zhaoyang, she had no choice but to act.

After the purple-clothed women left, Ning Yuyao rubbed her brows and said in a low voice, "Who are those women? The accent seems to be from the south."

"I don't know." Li Mengyang cupped his hands and said again, "This subordinate thinks that there is something evil in the woman's eyebrows and eyes, so I shouldn't have close friendships. I'm afraid I've offended someone inadvertently by meddling this time."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Zhao waved his hand and said, "Although I don't know the good and evil of that woman, those men in black are probably not a good thing in view of her actions. I will go back to the inn with the princess, and you will be like the one in the past. Well, let’s hide in the dark for now.”

Li Mengyang cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

The interest in swimming in the lake was dampened, but when she returned to the city and walked on the spacious streets, Ning Yuyao regained her interest.Today's Huai'an City is a bit different from when we first came here. Many restaurants are decorated with colorful lanterns, and there are many flower vendors on the roads. "How long has it been since you left? Everything in front of me has changed a lot." Ning Yuyao pinched a flower, put it under her nose and sniffed it, then she turned around and asked Chu Zhao, "Is it June [-]th?" coming?"

"Yes." Chu Zhao nodded and said, "It's thirteen today." Originally, their wedding date was set in mid-May, but now a month has passed, and I don't know what kind of words are circulating in Beijing.

"So that's it." Ning Yuyao nodded, showing a look of sudden realization, "It is recorded in the Customs Chronicle that Huai'an City worships the God of Lotus Flowers on June [-]th, and now the streets are full of flowers of various colors, presumably for the Huashan Festival Prepared."

Chu Zhao frowned and said, "Why haven't you heard of this festival?"

"The customs are slightly different in different places." Ning Yuyao saw the doubts on Chu Zhao's face, and she explained, "It is rumored that in Huai'an City, there was once a man and a woman who fell in love. However, the man's background was low, and the woman's parents beat the mandarin ducks with sticks. The girl was going to marry the son of a wealthy businessman. The girl was desperate and planned to throw herself into the river. Just when the hibiscus was blooming, the girl was rescued by the flower god of hibiscus. Later, she went through a series of things, and finally, with the help of the flower god, They are finally together. The Huashan Festival in Huai'an is similar to our New Year's Eve."

"So worshiping the flower god can ask for marriage?" Chu Zhao's eyes turned cold, and he teased, "Shall we go worship the flower god of hibiscus?"

Ning Yuyao glanced at Chu Zhao, and snorted, "Who do you want to marry?"

Chu Zhao blinked, then smiled narrowly and said, "Of course it's with our Zhaoyang."

When Ning Yuyao heard it, her face immediately flushed red. She knew it was a joke, but her heart still couldn't help throbbing. "Let's go back and buy some flowers." She said softly.

Chu Zhao smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant." Just as the two were picking flower branches on the flower basket, there was a commotion on the street.The old woman who was carrying the burden showed a terrified look on her face, and wanted to turn her head to run away, but looking at the flowers and branches in Chu Zhao's hands that had not been paid for, her legs seemed to be stuck to the ground.A sad look appeared on her face, and she urged: "You two nobles, have you made your choice?"

"Is there something urgent?" Chu Zhao noticed the change in the old woman's expression, and asked with a frown.

"What's the matter!" Hearing the approaching voice, the old woman cried out incessantly, and simply fell down on the ground, howling loudly, "It's a fatal matter!"