Guo Xiao took Song Jianing to set off overnight, first on the water route and then change the carriage. He drove fast during the day and then changed the water route at night. He almost stopped day and night. In just half a month, he was already thousands of miles away from Beijing. Guo Xiao expected that Zhao Heng would not make any noise, so the pursuers went north to search for the Khitan aliens and could not find him, and there was no local government ordered to intercept him. Therefore, the further away from Beijing, the more he felt at ease.

But Guo Xiao felt guilty because in the past half month, she had been running around without thinking about food and food. She had lost weight. Her cheeks were plump and tender as tofu, but now she was thin and thin. Although her skin was only nineteen years old, her skin was tender, but she lost the aura she was in the palace.

She caught a cold on the road and had a cold. Now she is cured, but she seems to be sick. Whether on the boat or on the carriage, she curled up in the corner, looking out the window with her eyes blankly, motionless, occasionally tears rolling from the corners of her eyes. She didn't talk to him, deliberately ignoring him. Guo Xiao tried to force her, but when she raised her head and shed tears silently, he couldn't rest.

She was depressed and Guo Xiao knew, but he was in a hurry to get rid of any hidden dangers of being intercepted by pursuers. He was running around every day, unable to make her happy, and had no conditions, so he could only buy some scripts and pass her time with needles and threads. Then, try to hide outside during the day to avoid hindering her eyes.

When he entered Fangzhou, he was walking on the waterway. It was almost noon. Guo Xiao took the food box and walked to the tent. He knocked it three times. There was no sound inside, so he didn't stop him from entering. Guo Xiao picked up the thick cotton curtain and bent over. The tent was a little dim. She was wearing the lilac jacket he bought and sat in front of the window quietly embroidered the sachet, without lifting her eyelids from beginning to end.

Guo Xiao slowly approached, and his eyes moved from her pale and haggard face to the sachet in her hand. She had embroidered the satin on white background for several days. It was embroidered with light pink lotus flowers and green lotus leaves. Several red carp swimming in the water, from one to two, then three to four, two large and two small.

Like her and Zhao Heng, like Zhao Zhao and You Geer.

When she embroidered a carp, the tenderness in her eyes overflowed like water. Guo Xiao felt a sense of jealousy. The jealousy of her children was not given by him. The man she was jealous of being embroidered on the purse was not him. Guo Xiao wanted to steal the purse and throw it all over the river, but he didn't dare, for fear that she would cry, for she would continue to lose weight.

The person was already by his side, and as for her heart, she couldn't be anxious.

"Eat first, don't be tired of your eyes." Guo Xiao sat opposite her and looked at her and said.

Song Jianing's eyes moved slightly, his eyes swept over his clothes, then put away the embroidered sachet. As soon as he put it down, a pair of chopsticks were handed over.

Song Jianing lowered his eyes and took it.

It is common to go to restaurants by land. Most of the fish are eaten by boat and river transportation, and today is no exception. In fact, whether it is fish or delicacies in the mountains and seas, Song Jianing has no appetite. He just wants to eat something every day because he is alive. If Guo Xiao forces her, Song Jianing will definitely commit suicide. Guo Xiao doesn’t have to force him. Song Jianing wants to live. Only by living can he have the hope of meeting his children again.

I can't think about it, my eyes became sore when I thought about it. Song Jianing silently suppressed the soreness and lowered his head to eat.

Guo Xiao looked at her and only ate half a bowl of rice. She only used two or three bites of carefully cooked braised fish. The fish meat was so small that there was no thorn.

Are you tired of eating?

"We will arrive in Bazhou in another four or five days. Once we enter Shu, we can rush on our way slowly. You can bear it." Putting down the bowls and chopsticks in our hands, Guo Xiao whispered to comfort him.

He regarded Shu as his territory, but Song Jianing regarded Shu as a tiger's mouth. He heard this and just smiled bitterly, then picked up the needle and thread, and went to the bed to sit on the embroidery. Guo Xiao stared at her for a while, shook his head, and continued to eat his own. The quiet boat tent could only hear his slight chewing, and the rushing water outside the window.

As he ate, Guo Xiao looked at her again and happened to see her tilting her head and biting the colored thread, with a natural and peaceful expression.

Guo Xiao's eyebrows and eyes softened. He knew that her taste was light, and the meals were made according to her taste in the past half month. He liked spicy food, but as long as she sat in his sight, Guo Xiao would eat delicious food. Since she married into the Shouwang Mansion at the age of fourteen, Guo Xiao has been sleeping the most peacefully and living the most comfortable life in the past half month.

After the meal, Guo Xiao went out with his bowls and chopsticks.

Song Jianing finally looked up. The wind was strong on the river and the tent was covered with a curtain. Guo Xiao passed by step by step. The gap between the curtains was dark and bright. Finally, the man's heavy footsteps stopped at another tent. Song Jianing's heart beat faster and quickly took out a white cloth tape hidden close to his body. On the cloth tape, a line and a half of small characters had been written, and the color was dark red. Song Jianing pursed his lips and pierced a finger again without hesitation. When the blood beads poured out, he would write inscriptions with blood. Needle and thread can also be embroidered, but the speed was too slow, and there was not much time left for Song Jianing.

While guarding against the movement outside the tent, Song Jianing wrote with fear and was sweating all over.

After putting away the cloth belt again, Song Jianing hung the newly embroidered sachets around his waist, then lay down, and fell asleep in the regular bumps of the hull. After several days of nervousness and precaution, she was really tired, and she had to take it easy and accumulate strength for the evening.

A light sleep is also sleeping. When you fall asleep, your ears will not work well. When someone comes in, she knows nothing.

Guo Xiao didn't want to do anything, but came in and took a look. When he walked to the bed, he saw that she was sleeping soundly and was not even awake. Guo Xiao felt relieved. He was afraid that she would be cold. He shook a layer of quilt and slowly covered her. He covered her waist and noticed the carp sachet on her body. Guo Xiao paused, but he still didn't care.

She covered her quilt and moved gently, as if she would wake up the next moment. Guo Xiao was inexplicably panicked and quietly retreated, leaving her alone to sleep.

Song Jianing slept heavily this time. The boat was about to dock at dusk, and she was still sleeping. The quilt was warm and it was easy to catch a cold when she got off the boat as soon as she woke up. So although Guo Xiao couldn't bear to wake her up, he still entered the boat a quarter of an hour in advance, sat by the bed, and called her softly. While asleep, her cheeks finally showed a light blush, soft and charming, and adorable.

"An An..." Guo Xiao leaned over and called her, with an unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Jianing woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, lights were lit in the boat tent, the dim candlelight swaying, and there was a familiar handsome face in front of him. For a moment, Song Jianing couldn't tell whether this was his previous life or his present life. Until Guo Xiao smiled at her, his black eyes stared at her gently. Song Jianing remembered that this was Guo Xiao, her step-brother Guo Xiao, who would smile at her, rather than the prince who had been cold and majestic in his previous life who only regarded her as a forbidden priest.

"Get up, I'll get off the boat later." She was stunned, and Guo Xiao explained in a low voice.

Song Jianing nodded, and just as he was about to support himself, Guo Xiao suddenly supported her shoulder and helped her sit up. Song Jianing slept with her clothes, with several layers inside and outside in and out of the winter clothes. He didn't have to worry about showing anything when he woke up, only one of his hair was scattered. Guo Xiao helped her get her comb over, Song Jianing turned her back and combed it twice, feeling his persistent gaze. Song Jianing sighed and said, "Brother, I just dreamed."

This is the first time she took the initiative to talk to Guo Xiao after she was kidnapped, begging Guo Xiao to let her go.

Guo Xiao clenched his hand excitedly, looked at her side face, which was red because she had just woken up, and asked, "What dream?"

Song Jianing gently combed his hair and said without hesitation: "I dreamed that when I was a child, I was watching the lanterns in the Mid-Autumn Festival. My brother and sister gathered around my grandmother and accompanied my grandmother to guess the riddles. The second and third brothers were the best at painting. First draw on paper, then ask us to read the painting and guess the riddles. I remember that there was a picture of Chang'e flying to the moon, and the second brother painted it very much..."

She bit her lower lip lightly, as if thinking about how to describe it more tactfully, but Guo Xiao did not give his cousin face. He turned to her and tried his best to answer the question naturally: "He painted very ugly, no one guessed it correctly. If you little girls smiled and wiped their tears with their grandmother."

Song Jianing couldn't help but nodded, holding long hair in one hand and holding a comb in the other hand, tilting his head and smiling.

Guo Xiao looked at her greedily.

Song Jianing felt something, put away his smile in time, lowered his head, and his voice was lonely: "Brother, grandmother misses you very much, please follow me back. I said that you were kidnapped by the Liao soldiers and were kept in prison. We brothers and sisters reunite, you find an opportunity to take me to escape, and then I will go back to the royal palace, you will go back to the Duke's Mansion, let's continue to be brothers and sisters, don't worry grandmothers?"

Speaking of this, Song Jianing looked at Guo Xiao again begging.

Guo Xiao's face had long disappeared, and his black eyes stared at her, as if he wanted to see through whether she really had that dream or made up a lie, just to find an excuse to convince him.

Song Jianing was seen by him so that he put down his hands and comb, motionless, like a poor woman waiting for punishment.

Guo Xiao said nothing and left by himself.

Song Jianing looked back and saw that when Guo Xiao left his footsteps far away, she secretly took out the blood-like cloth belt from her arms and stuffed it into the sachet around her waist, tied it tightly, and combed her hair slowly, and put on a thick cloak. After a while, the boat stopped and Guo Xiao came in to pick her up. Before Song Jianing went out, Guo Xiao helped her cover her hood.

Zhushan County is not far from the shore. Guo Xiao will stay in the county town tonight. It will start tomorrow morning, and it will be all over the land.

After getting on the carriage, Song Jianing sat by the window and entered the county town. The outside of the car was very lively. Song Jianing's head was still moving and his eyes were secretly looking out, as if the curious girl had finally become more angry. When Guo Xiao saw it, he couldn't help but forget the unhappiness in the tent, and reached out to help her pick up the curtains so that she could see.

It was the Chinese New Year Festival, and there was no curfew in the county town. People brought their families to enjoy the lanterns. The colorful lanterns and the bright moon in the sky complemented each other. Song Jianing was dazzled and stared at the night view outside. How many opportunities did the women who lived in the deep courtyard have to visit the capital at night?

Since she liked it, Guo Xiao suggested in her ear: "After using supper, I will accompany you to the street to enjoy the lanterns."

Upon hearing this, Song Jianing immediately withdrew his gaze and refused with a calm face: "No, I'm tired."

It was obviously a lie, but Guo Xiao didn't believe it. The carriage drove into the yard he had arranged in advance. After dinner, Guo Xiao proposed a night tour again. Song Jianing refused to listen. Guo Xiao grabbed her wrist and wanted to pull her away. Song Jianing reluctantly agreed and followed him out the door.

When she arrived on the street, Song Jianing gradually showed interest in the lantern market. Guo Xiao observed his words and expressions. After she looked at the lamp shop more, he took her over and tried his best to make her happy. But Song Jianing looked at more than ten lamp shops in a row. One street was almost over and he was finally attracted by a carp lantern.

Guo Xiao was a little unhappy because he knew that the carp in her eyes represented Zhao Heng and Zhao Zhao's brothers.

But it was rare for her to like, so Guo Xiao paid for the money and bought the lamp for her.

After walking for a while, the two walked back along the moonlight. Guo Xiao was also taciturn and racked his brains to lure her to speak. She ignored him. Guo Xiao shut up and looked at her quietly. The moonlight on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month was very beautiful. She carried the lantern she bought for twenty cents, and her soft little face was covered by the edge of the furry hood, looming, as if a fairy descended to earth.

Suddenly, Song Jianing stopped.

"What's wrong?" Guo Xiao asked unexpectedly.

Song Jianing patted the cloak on his waist, and his expression changed drastically. He opened the cloak and saw that the carp sachet worn inside was indeed gone! Looking at Guo Xiao, Song Jianing turned around and walked back to find the lost sachet. Guo Xiao didn't like the sachet at first, and it was just his wish, so he grabbed her arm and frowned and explained: "The night market is rampant, so it must be someone who went there. Where can I find it?"

Song Jianing looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at his enemy.

Guo Xiao smiled bitterly and let go of his hand and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, go find me, I'll wait for you here, but don't blame me for not reminding you, I can rob you, and others can do it too. I promise not to touch you, others may not be merciful."

Song Jianing refused to listen, threw away the carp lantern he bought, and turned it back to find the sachet. However, before she walked out of the alley, she stopped moving and stood alone on the narrow street. No matter how she looked, she seemed to be frightened by the endless darkness. Guo Xiao knew that she didn't dare to go far, so he deliberately hung her for a while, then strode to chase her and coax her back.

When he sent her to the door of the room, he saw her stern face and was depressed. Guo Xiao said meaningfully: "An An, maybe, this is God's will."

God is destined that she will separate from Zhao Heng, Zhao Zhao, and You Geer. God is destined that she is his.

Song Jianing went in without looking back and closed the door with his backhand.

Guo Xiao continued to stand in the corridor for a while before going to the next room.

Song Jianing leaned against the door panel and closed his eyes and begged.

The lantern market is still bustling, and the lantern shop vendors shouted loudly to attract passers-by. Gradually, there were fewer pedestrians, and the vendors began to close their stalls. Deng Liuzi is one of the lantern vendors. He is twenty years old this year and has no father or mother. He was adopted by a lantern master since childhood. Today, the lantern master is bedridden and he is recuperating. He comes out to sell lanterns alone.

Almost all the lanterns were sold out. Deng Liuzi bent down and closed the stall and raised the wooden board. Suddenly, he found an exquisite sachet lying on the ground. It was obvious that it was for women. Deng Liuzi had no wife yet. For some reason, when he saw this sachet, the young lady who was watching the lights today passed by the young lady who was watching the lights today. Although her face was blocked by the hood, she only had a side face illuminated by the light when she turned around and hooked away his soul.

But compared to the beauty, Deng Liuzi wanted silver in the sachet. She excitedly untie the sachet, grabbed it in, and pinched out a white cloth strip, which seemed to be written on it. Deng Liuzi recognized a few words, walked to his lantern, raised the cloth strip, and saw two lines of not neat red characters on it:

Immediately send the sachet to the Shou Palace in the capital, and you can get a thousand taels of silver. If you don’t give it, you will be punished.
Chapter completed!