Mrs. Rebirth

On the snow-capped northern Xinjiang battlefield, a team of more than a dozen horses quietly left the barracks in the dark night and galloped towards the south.

After driving all night, the team settled in an abandoned farmyard.

Song Hanlin ordered people to cut some wood to make a fire, and then personally supervised them to bury the pot for cooking. After half an hour, a pot of hot noodle soup was ready.

Taking out a few pieces of beef jerky from the bag, Song Hanlin filled a large bowl of soup and brought it in front of Lu Zheng, "Master, the army will break out of camp in three days. Even if it travels hundreds of miles a day, it will arrive in Kyoto in a month."

Lu Zheng gave a faint "hmm", took the big bowl, blew it directly into his mouth, and drank the bowl of noodle soup in a few mouthfuls, "Have a rest for half an hour."

Song Hanlin couldn't see his thoughts from his calm face, but he was so anxious that he didn't care about fear, and asked: "The Holy One is seriously ill, and the imperial court issued three urgent orders to invite you back to the capital. Bing, if you don't go back after a month, those old men will definitely give you a crime of disobedience."

"Never mind." Lu Zheng tore apart the tough beef jerky, threw it into his mouth and chewed it bit by bit, ignoring his subordinate's eagerness, and closed his eyes leisurely.

"Master, even if you want to resist the decree, you should bring more people out!" Just a dozen or so of them, who were killed halfway, have nowhere to go to redress their grievances.

Lu Zheng made noise with him, and said: "The old emperor's life is not long!" Then he turned and went into the back room.

"Ah...!" Song Hanlin's jaw was about to drop in shock. He didn't dare to ask the young master Lu why he was so sure. When did you make a bad decision?

But where are they going south this time?Song Hanlin stroked the beard that had grown back under his chin and thought sullenly: Now that the situation is unclear, instead of returning to Beijing to consolidate his position, he ran to the south instead. What is his intention?

In Zuo Mansion, a feast is being held in the brightly lit front hall, but there is only a single lamp in the small courtyard of Zuo Sanye, and the candlelight is flickering.

Zuo Shaoqing was leaning on the soft couch in front of the window with a book in his hands, his eyes were on the main room, his eyes were obscure.

"Third Master, the mung bean cake made by Mama Liu is really delicious, even better than Madam Chang's." Luo Xiaoliu ate with satisfaction.

"Oh? Is that so? You can often eat cakes made by Chang Ma?" Zuo Shaoqing didn't turn his head, but a sharp stream of light flashed in his eyes.

"Ahem...not at all, it's just...Second Master sometimes enjoys cold raw cakes, and when he bumps into me, he will let me try some of them." Luo Xiaoliu unconsciously lowered his voice, with a struggle on his face look.

"I'm just asking casually, what are you in a hurry for?" Zuo Shaoqing put down the book, got up from the soft couch, approached Luo Xiaoliu step by step, and put his hands on his shoulders, "Or...what's the matter with Xiaoliu Hiding it from me?"

"Master..." Luo Xiaoliu jumped up in shock, and fell to his knees on the ground in the blink of an eye, with his forehead on the ground, "No...you are overthinking, how dare you, little six?"

Zuo Shaoqing gave an "oh" inexplicably.

Cold sweat broke out on Luo Xiaoliu's forehead, he didn't understand why the third master was acting weird today, such a question, such a tone, had never been seen before.

Before he could figure it out, there was a sudden cramping pain in his stomach, Luo Xiaoliu's arms on the ground went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Ah..." Luo Xiaoliu screamed, rolled on the ground hugging her stomach, her face was pale, and her lips slowly turned blue.

Zuo Shaoqing sat on the chair calmly, poured himself a cup of hot tea from the teapot, and drank it slowly, ignoring Luo Xiaoliu's abnormal state on the ground.

Luo Xiaoliu is not a fool either, seeing Zuo Shaoqing's unusual attitude and what he said just now, he guessed that his usual actions must have been noticed by the third master, he wanted his own life!

"Grandpa...Third Master..." Luo Xiaoliu crawled to Zuo Shaoqing's feet with both hands and feet, holding the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, and said with pain: "Third Master...What did Xiao Liu do wrong? You want to... um..."

Zuo Shaoqing condescendingly admired Luo Xiaoliu's panic, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, "What did you do wrong? Don't you know?"

Luo Xiaoliu curled up, tried to raise his head to look directly at Zuo Shaoqing, and found that the third master's face was still the familiar face, with delicate features and fair complexion, but at this moment he felt that the person in front of him was extremely strange, and he would never It was not the master he was familiar with.

His fingers trembled, and he crawled up reluctantly, "Third Master, I know I was wrong... The young one was also forced... Madame... was forced by Madam... ah..."

Dou Da's sweat dripped down his cheeks, Luo Xiaoliu's lips were bloody from being bitten, his eyes gradually became dizzy, but his two hands were still grabbing Zuo Shaoqing's clothes.

Zuo Shaoqing didn't intend to kill him, so she poured some white powder into the tea, fed him to drink, then patted his face and asked, "Little six, do you remember how many years you have been with me?"

Luo Xiaoliu's body slowly stopped convulsing. He wiped the tears and snot from his face with his sleeve, and said hoarsely, "Seven...seven years..."

"Yeah, I was six years old and you were eight years old. I almost forgot what you looked like back then, but I still remember those smiling eyes and two big canine teeth. That was the first time I was in Zuo's house. Seeing someone smile at me so sincerely."

Zuo Shaoqing was lost in memory, and did not notice that Luo Xiaoliu was looking at him with probing eyes.

"Master... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you!" Luo Xiaoliu knelt on the cold ground with all his strength, remorse and guilt eroded his heart.

"Get up." Zuo Shaoqing stroked the wrinkled hem of his clothes and stood up, "This is just a small punishment for you tonight, don't worry, the poison you are poisoned will not kill you, it will only kill you every month. Attack once, as long as you have no dissatisfaction with me in the future, I will give you the antidote on time every month, so you have to be obedient!"

"Third Master..." Luo Xiaoliu's heart skipped a beat, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to take any chances, and kowtowed vigorously, "Third Master, please forgive me, I will definitely listen to you from now on, but madam..."

"Xue, don't worry, I will tell you what to say, and I won't let you miss the job."

Zuo Shaoqing left Luo Xiaoliu because of this. He can't get rid of Xue Shi's surveillance for the time being. In this case, she will know what he wants Xue Shi to know in the future. She will never find out what he doesn't want her to know. .