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Yu Tingwan glanced at the closed door, "Is the door always closed?"

"I will come once a month, and the door will be open at that time." Pei Zhi saw her looking around and said softly: "They all have missions, and most of them are not here today."

"It will be more lively on the first day of every month. If you are curious, I will bring you next time."

Yu Tingwan shook his head repeatedly, always feeling that the liveliness of Dragon Slayer Guard was not the same as that of ordinary people.

He led Yu Tingwan around and around until they reached a small door. Pei Zhi pulled Yu Tingwan in and walked in. There were five or six more checkpoints on the road.

"I'm by your side today, so no one can stop you. Next time if you come by yourself, just show them the ring finger."

Yu Tingwan paused and glanced down at the tightly clasped hands, "This is where the Dragon Slayer Guards train. How can I come here casually?"

"It doesn't matter." Pei Zhi said in a calm voice, "You are Princess Wei, so naturally you can come and go at will."

Hearing this, Yu Tingwan's eyelids twitched. Pei Shu had complained to her before, saying that her eldest brother did not allow her to enter Dragon Slayer Guard's stronghold to play. She just remembered that the shooting range there was quite good with bows and arrows, and she just wanted to get addicted to it. .

"This place is full of dead soldiers of the Pei family. Should I just come in at will..."

"They are not Pei's dead soldiers." Pei Zhi's expression became colder, and he looked down at the woman beside him, "They are only loyal to me."

"Since I took over the Dragon Slaying Guard, I will no longer allow my brothers and sisters to set foot here. In my father's hands, they are the dead soldiers of the Pei family. In my hands, they can only recognize me."

He glanced at the red jade ring on Yu Tingwan's hand and said calmly, "But you are different. You and I are one husband and wife. Our future child will be the young master of the Dragon-Slaying Guard."

Yu Tingwan lowered her eyelashes, followed his gaze, looked at the ring finger, and said nothing.

"I've met my lord." Following a clear female voice, Yu Tingwan raised his head and saw a woman who looked somewhat similar to Jiao Yue.

The woman looked at Yu Tingwan, with a smile in her eyes. Remembering that Pei Zhi was still there, she lowered her head solemnly: "I have met the princess. Jiao Yue has just taken the medicine. I was still thinking about the princess just now."

Yu Tingwan broke away from Pei Zhi's hand and walked into the yard, just in time to see that familiar figure.

"Jiaoyue, your Majesty said you are feeling better, is that true?"

Her eyes were bright, looking into the bright moon's eyes.

"It's indeed much better." Jiaoyue knew that she was coming today, so she specially made a pot of her favorite scented tea. I wonder if Qiutao can cook it well.

Yu Tingwan took a sip of tea and frowned, "Your tea-making skills can rival Qiu Tao's. Did you add honey today?"

"The slave asked Shadow Moon to bring honey. If the princess likes it, I can add it next time."

"I like it." She held the tea cup in her hand and thought of something, "Qiutao is going back to Lingji to get married. When she was about to go back, she was suddenly afraid that they wouldn't wait, so she handed him a letter asking him if he was getting married. Song was so anxious that she was about to go back. The young master sent me four or five letters to confess his feelings, which wasted time."

Jiaoyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Would she be worried about this?"

Yu Tingwan tilted her head and thought for a moment, "When she liked Mr. Song, she couldn't sleep all night, sitting outside and looking at the sky. She even studied poetry with me very hard. It's normal for her to be so fond of him, and to be afraid."

Jiaoyue was from the Dragon Slaying Guard and had never experienced this before. She said "uh" as if she didn't understand it.

"why?"

After Jiao Yue finished speaking, Yu Tingwan felt that as a teacher, he should try his best to answer questions and resolve doubts.

Her father had been interested in Buddhist scriptures before his death, and she had read some.

"Maybe it's because love creates worry, and love creates fear."

Jiao Yue nodded, "Just like Ying Yue and I, every time she goes on a mission, I worry a lot."

Yu Tingwan paused. Although the love mentioned by Jiao Yue was different from Qiu Tao's, Jiao Yue had not been moved at all, so she could only understand it this way.

Just as she was nodding, she heard Gaoyue thinking thoughtfully: "Princess, you really know everything. Have you ever had the same experience?"

"Ahem, cough, cough." Yu Tingwan choked on a sip of tea, turned to look outside the door, and felt relieved as Pei Zhizheng was talking to Yingyue.

"Don't talk nonsense." She recalled Pei Zhi's gloomy look before and asked her if she looked like a childhood sweetheart.

Pei Zhi couldn't hear him, and Yu Tingwan shook his head slightly: "If you say that you are worried about your siblings, of course you have, but if you say that you are the same as Qiu Tao, then you haven't."

She lowered her eyes and remembered that in Lingji, when Qiu Tao and Mr. Song had not yet determined their feelings, she would occasionally hear sobs when she got up in the middle of the night.

She thought Qiu Tao was being bullied, but later she found out that was not the case. She just said a few words, and Qiu Tao came back to figure it out on her own.

At that time, Yu Tingwan had not yet had hair extensions, and he suddenly felt terrible. Sure enough, love between men and women was untouchable, and he couldn't even understand the words after falling in love.

Mr. Song didn't speak Wu dialect, so what he said was not difficult to understand. Yu Tingwan didn't understand how Qiu Tao could figure out so many hidden meanings.

Jiaoyue saw Yu Tingwan's complex expression, as if she was remembering something from the past, and silently gave her a cup of tea.

"Princess, I want to write a letter to Qiutao. Can you help me deliver it to her?"

"Of course you can." Yu Tingwan's face cleared up and she said with a smile, "I'll see if your handwriting will be useful."

Nearly half an hour later, she sat silently next to Gao Yue, looking at the paper covered with ink balls, speechless for a moment.

Why not advance but retreat?

Before, at least Yu Tingwan, the master, could understand it, but now there are a few words that even she can't distinguish.

"Princess, I don't know how to write the word 'happy'." Jiaoyue tried her best to not look so embarrassed.

Yu Tingwan took the pen and said, "How about I write it for you?"

"Okay!" Jiaoyue was waiting for this sentence.

Jiaoyue said that Yu Tingwan was writing, and it didn't take long before three pieces of paper were filled.

"Are you still thinking about the Lingji cakes that Qiu Tao and I brought up?" Yu Tingwan smiled deeply on her lips. She turned over what she had written before and couldn't help but laugh for a while.

"When Qiu Tao saw it, I'm afraid she was going to scold you. You congratulated her on her wedding. First you urged her to send something, and then you asked her not to forget her promise to push you to bask in the sun. Now she still owes you two years. Finally, you asked her to urge her husband. To make progress, it is best to be promoted to an official position as early as possible, and it is best to come to Chang'an."

Yu Tingwan laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "Your letter is not like congratulations or debt collection. As for me, writing this letter for you is simply aiding the evildoer."

Jiaoyue scratched her hair and wanted to defend herself, but for some reason she recalled that when she was in the palace, the round-faced girl asked her: "Didn't anyone hit you before when you talked like this?"

She didn't say a few words in defense, but she laughed out loud. She took out a purse with a few ingots of silver in it, "Can you please bring the princess's gift with you?"

Yu Tingwan asked her to accept it, "You don't have much savings. Forget it, I prepared a dowry for her, and it will be included as a gift for you."