It was Song Huaizhi! Even before she saw the person's face, as soon as Meng Ruyi heard the voice, she didn't hesitate to lift the curtain of the carriage.
Song Huaizhi was sitting on his horse. Seeing Meng Ruyi lift the curtain, he immediately bent down and asked, "How are you? Are you injured?"
Only he knew what he had been feeling on his way here on horseback.
His heart was pounding so hard that it seemed about to jump out of his chest. Only when he saw Meng Ruyi lift the curtain, with a natural look on her face and a faint smile, did Song Huaizhi finally let go of his high - hanging heart. There were deep marks left on the reins in his hands.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Meng Ruyi immediately explained, "It was quite a coincidence today. We just happened to come across Zheng Yuanqing and the others being attacked. Except for Zheng Yuanqing's guards and those assassins, everyone else is okay."
"I just don't know if there are any survivors, so I need Brother Song to send someone to check later."
"I'm really okay. It's just that Jingzhe was injured. I'm taking her back for treatment now. Zheng Yuanqing has to go to the military camp. Since he's not seriously hurt, I don't think there will be any more assassins. So I sent a few people to escort him there."
Jingzhe quietly watched the scene in front of her, her eyelids drooping. There was an inexplicable stir in her heart.
Meng Ruyi had been very calm just now, as if she wasn't afraid at all. She had given clear instructions one by one, sending Zheng Yuanqing to the military camp and then taking herself back.
But this place was really dangerous. Zheng Yuanqing's guards were from the palace, so their martial arts skills mustn't be bad. However, this time, Zheng Yuanqing's guards had suffered heavy losses, which was enough to prove the danger.
It was really rare for Meng Ruyi to be so calm. Jingzhe sighed silently. She saw that it was only when Meng Ruyi saw Song Huaizhi that she let go of the sachet on her waist that she had been rubbing. Jingzhe had a new understanding of their relationship.
"Yuyu."
Song Huaizhi stared at Meng Ruyi intently and said gently, "Remember to tell me earlier next time. I was really worried about you."
Meng Ruyi had been nervously talking non - stop, but the moment she saw the worry in Song Huaizhi's eyes, all her words got stuck in her throat. She pursed her lips and nodded.
[The young lovers are meeting! So sweet! Even though Song Huaizhi was extremely worried about Yuyu, he didn't stop her from continuing to do things. He just said that she should tell him first next time.]
[Who's touched! It's me!]
[So sweet!]
It was already noon. Finally, the carriage arrived at the Meng Mansion.
Meng Ruyi helped Jingzhe out of the carriage and ordered someone to clean up the room where she had stayed last time. After seeing the doctor come, she turned around and walked out of the room into the yard.
Song Huaizhi was standing under the eaves, silently looking at the sky. His side face showed a cold expression, but when he heard Meng Ruyi's footsteps, he turned to look at her and said gently, "Are you done?"
"Yuyu, go and rest. I'll handle the rest."
After saying that, he looked at Meng Ruyi gently, waiting for her answer.
"I'm okay. I'm not tired for the time being."
Meng Ruyi shook her head. Although Song Huaizhi's expression seemed the same as usual, she felt that he seemed to be very depressed.
The two looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Meng Ruyi still said, "Brother Song, I'm sorry. I made you worry today."
"How could it be?" Song Huaizhi replied immediately. He stepped forward and said, "If you want to do something, just go ahead. I'll do my best to help you."
Although he said so, Meng Ruyi knew how many waves were actually stirred up in Song Huaizhi's heart under his calm expression.
Song Huaizhi didn't even realize that he had been subconsciously touching the sachet on his waist and was absent - minded from time to time.
Meng Ruyi watched him trying to hide his anxiety. She felt guilty but didn't know how to express it.
No one was wrong in this matter. She couldn't always wait for Song Huaizhi and wait for him to solve every problem.
Song Huaizhi didn't say anything more. His eyes were dim and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
It was all his fault. Just thinking that Meng Ruyi was involved in these things because of him, Song Huaizhi felt annoyed and restless.
"… No." Finally, he looked up at Meng Ruyi. His voice was a bit hoarse as he said, "It's all my fault. Let you …"
Song Huaizhi didn't see the anger rising in Meng Ruyi's eyes when he said that sentence.
The next second, his mouth was tightly covered by Meng Ruyi. His eyes widened as he felt the warmth on his face and the faint fragrance from the girl.
He stood there at a loss.
Meng Ruyi stood on tiptoe, covering Song Huaizhi's mouth. She said without hesitation, "If you say such things to me again, then don't talk to me anymore."
Her tone was harsh. There was a strong anger in her eyes as she looked at Song Huaizhi. Her usually clear and gentle eyes widened slightly as she stared at Song Huaizhi.
She could feel Song Huaizhi's breath on the hand covering his mouth, but Meng Ruyi didn't have time to feel shy. She was already blinded by anger. She just gave a cold snort and then turned around and went back into the room without giving Song Huaizhi a chance to explain.
Bang ————
The door was slammed shut.
When Meng Ruyi entered the room, she saw Jingzhe sitting on the couch. Jingzhe's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Meng Ruyi with a bit of curiosity.
Meng Ruyi: "…"
It was so strange. Why did she feel guilty as if she had quarreled in front of a child?
Seeing the look in Jingzhe's eyes, Meng Ruyi took a deep breath. She felt that her anger had subsided a bit. She explained to Jingzhe, "It's okay. We just had a quarrel."
"Okay." Jingzhe nodded. Then she looked down at the sword she had just cleaned. She couldn't help but want to get a handkerchief to wipe it again. But before she could get up, she saw the handkerchief Meng Ruyi handed over.
"Here."
Meng Ruyi stuffed the handkerchief into Jingzhe's hand. Then she dragged the small chair over and sat beside the couch. She propped her elbows on her knees and rested her chin on her hands dejectedly.
The light inside the room was naturally not as bright as outside. Moreover, Jingzhe had just changed her clothes and closed all the windows, so it was even darker inside, with a bit of a drowsy feeling.
"Thank you."
Jingzhe took the handkerchief.
It was amazing that Meng Ruyi had noticed her habit and handed over the handkerchief when it was needed.
Jingzhe realized this. Her eyes looking at the girl in front of her became even more gentle. After wiping the sword, she suddenly remembered, "By the way, Zheng Yuanqing always thought I was a man. I accidentally let it slip in the cave just now."
"Ah."
Meng Ruyi was awakened from her contemplation. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's okay. But he always thought you were a man?"
Thinking of the expression on Zheng Yuanqing's face when he found out all this, Meng Ruyi felt a bit mean - spirited and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Anyway, you'll stay by my side to recover from your injury for a while."
After laughing, Meng Ruyi touched her cheek. Looking at Jingzhe, she said, "After you've recovered, do you want to go back to Zheng Yuanqing?"