Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Princess Han's face was graceful: "Your Highness, for matters involving the royal family, it is better to wait until you return to the palace to report to His Majesty before making a decision. It is getting late, so everyone should go back and rest early."

The melon-eaters watching the excitement were wary of Princess Han's status, so they bowed and left one after another.

When Princess Han saw everyone walking away, she whispered to her servants to pull Shang Wanyin down for interrogation, and then turned to the second prince.

"What happened today is quite strange. The assassination involved a second-grade military general of this dynasty and should not be underestimated. There are many doubts about this Miss Shang, so I will take her back for questioning first. Your Highness should go back to your home as soon as possible to rest. Let’s wait for His Majesty to ask questions.”

The veins on the second prince's forehead throbbed, and he really couldn't hide it now.

The show was over, and Zhang Luojia had no intention of watching any more. He took advantage of the night to return to Qingxu Temple, and plunged into the side room and fell asleep.

After two days of playing, Zhang Luojia led a group of people back home.

"Did you have a good time?" Gao Zhenjiang looked at Zhang Luojia dotingly: "Your Majesty just rewarded a village with a hot spring yesterday. I heard that the multi-bubble hot spring at the girl's house is good for the body. In two days, my brother will finish his work. When I take a break from this, I will take you to visit the mountains and see the scenery."

Gao Zhenjiang looked at his extremely thin sister, with a look of distress in his eyes: "I have suffered for you for so many years, and I think I have made you thin. You have to stay with your brother for a few more years. With my brother here, even if you stay for a lifetime, You are an old girl, and no one dares to gossip about you."

Zhang Luojia smiled and rolled his eyes: "I'm not in a hurry. It's time for my brother to find me a sister-in-law first, and then I will have a few more nephews and nieces. The popularity of our Lao Gao family will gradually increase. "

Gao Zhenjiang's dark face had a hint of blush: "What a skinny girl, even my brother dares to make fun of her."

Zhang Luojia wants to say that this is not a joke. If you don’t give birth now, you will wait until later. In the plot, you won’t be able to give birth if you want to later.

Gao Zhenjiang arranged for someone to prepare the meal. As he sat down at the table, he realized that someone was missing.

"Then what, where is Shang Wanyin?"

Zhang Luojia pretended not to know: "I just came back. How do I know? Isn't she always at home?"

Gao Zhenjiang: "I heard from the nun in her courtyard the night before that Shang Wanyin went to Huangjue Temple to look for you. Why, didn't you meet her?"

Zhang Luojia did all the tricks: "No, on the way to Huangjue Temple, I found that the scenery at Qingxu Temple on the opposite side was better. When I arrived at Huangjue Temple, I put down my things and thought about it and rode a horse for a ride. It turned out that the scenery was pretty good. I've been playing there for two days, what? If she couldn't see me, she would have returned home. Something must have gone wrong. Brother, please arrange for someone to go and have a look."

Gao Zhenjiang hesitated to speak, and finally said dullly: "What? You are now the serious master of the General's Mansion. You no longer have to worry about the reputation of the merchant lady as before. I want you to say that you owe their family." In the past few years, she has almost paid it off, and now she is left in the house to be the cousin of the wife, wearing gold and silver, enjoying life and having sex, but it is she who should be grateful to you. "

Zhang Luojia quite agrees with what he said. During these few years of wandering, the original owner saved Shang Wanyin no less than a hundred times, and even the huge kindness has been repaid.

When he was sold into the Shang Mansion as a slave, Gao Baozhu did as much as he should have to pay. Later, thieves broke into the business, and Mrs. Shang also had selfish motives.

The darkroom was narrow and could only accommodate two slender children. Zhang Luojia could guarantee that if the darkroom were larger, it would definitely be Mrs. Shang and her daughter who hid in instead of Gao Baozhu.

Over the years, Shang Wanyin has been eating and drinking Gao Baozhu's flesh and blood with peace of mind, and finally he has acquired such a respectable identity. This is simply a shotgun exchange for a cannon, right?

Thinking of the past, Zhang Luojia had a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind that day, and almost blurted out the quintessence of Chinese culture.

She remembered when she had seen the man in black!

When she came into the original owner's body, she naturally accepted the original owner's previous memories. The face of the man in black slowly matched that of Shang Wanyin's childhood sweetheart.

This makes sense. There was a fire that night when something happened to the business, and the thieves did not cover up. It is estimated that several nearby families were also in trouble. After the incident, the childhood sweethearts escaped by chance, and then somehow became the second prince. The secret guard around you.

No wonder the original owner died so quickly and unexpectedly. This must have been arranged by Shang Wanyin in advance.

There was amusement in Zhang Luojia's eyes. If this was really the case, then the man in black would really be a pure love god of war.

Watching Xiao Qingmei and the second prince lingering over each other every day, don't you feel aggrieved?

Zhang Luojia tugged on Gao Zhenjiang's sleeve: "I understand, brother, I was just thinking that she is the cousin of the Gao family now. If something happens outside, it will be a member of our family who is lost. It is better to find someone." Let’s go and see it in person.”

Gao Zhenjiang only thought that his sister still cared about the past friendship, frowned and ordered his personal guards to take care of it.

His sister is so kind-hearted and follows her mother.

During dinner, the guards who went out to investigate the news had not returned yet, but the people from Dali Temple came first and brought back a very embarrassed Shang Wanyin.

The young master of Dali Temple explained the whole story to Gao Zhenjiang, and his subordinates respectfully handed over a confession with a bright red fingerprint at the end.

"My dear cousin, it’s better not to run around at night from now on. Although His Majesty has put down the war, there are still many young people who take risks. This time, I met the second prince and helped him to save me. I’m afraid I won’t be so lucky next time. ." Finally, Shao Cheng looked at Zhang Luojia with squinted eyes and pointedly said: "Miss Gao is a lucky person."

Zhang Luojia knew that her early departure from Huangjue Temple would definitely arouse suspicion, but she was not afraid.

She had just come out of Qingxu Temple about ten minutes before the incident at Huangjue Temple. Half an hour ago, she had shown her face in front of the little Taoist priests at Qingxu Temple. An hour or two away, these ancient people never dreamed that they would I never knew I had such a thing as an aircraft.

Gao Zhenjiang seemed to understand. He doesn't know a few Chinese characters, and what he hates most is dealing with people who talk about lawsuits. There's nothing he can do about it, he really doesn't understand.

Gao Zhenjiang saw Shaocheng off. Zhang Luojia looked at the frightened Shang Wanyin and his face turned cold. He did not get angry immediately. It was not until he heard Gao Zhenjiang's footsteps approaching that he shook his testimony and began to question him continuously.

"What did that adult say just now? When did you meet the second prince? How did you know that he was at Huangjue Temple? You didn't come to talk to me when I was at home, and you had to wait for me to go to Huangjue Temple to relax. You are trying to apologize to me, what kind of conscience do you have? You are an assassin or a secret guard. Why would Princess Han interrogate you? Is what is said in this confession true? "

Shang Wanyin's body was trembling slightly. She had not said a word since she returned to the General's Mansion. Now when she heard Zhang Luojia's repeated questions, she trembled and knelt down on the ground.

How could things develop like this? How was she going to explain all this this time.

"Sister, sister, listen to me."