As the daylight grew brighter, the inn became more lively, and the waiters in the corridor walked into the room carrying exquisite meals.
"Eat, eat."
Cheng Ping, who had been untied, took a shower and changed into new clothes, rubbed his hands happily, and with a bit of impatience, he faced the several cases pushed in front of him and looked at the food on them and let out an exaggerated admiration.
.
He may be aware of his gaffe and looks at the people in the room with a smile.
"I haven't eaten in days."
The two women twitched the corners of their mouths and forced out a smile.
"Please use it," they said.
"Are you satisfied with this?" a follower asked.
Looking at the respectful person in front of him, there was no longer a look of disdain in his eyes, and he no longer called him a liar. Cheng Ping raised his chopsticks and smiled.
"Satisfied, please don't do this to me." He smiled, "It's inevitable to judge someone's good or bad luck. Who wants to hear bad words? It's a punishment from God if this happens to me. Besides, you didn't hit me."
He said and rubbed his wrists, arms and legs.
The followers looked at each other and knelt down.
"I'm sorry, I'm offended." They saluted and said.
If the lady apologizes, they will naturally want to apologize too.
Cheng Ping laughed.
"No, no, that's not what you ladies are apologizing for," he said.
Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment and raised their heads to look at him.
Not for this? Why?
Cheng Ping paused with his chopsticks and picked up the bowl.
"It should be for the person she knows who is very similar to me." He said, smiling again and again, "Of course, she is also apologizing for the fright I received as a substitute."
What and what?
The people in the room became even more confused.
"Anyway, you don't have to worry. If your wife can do this, she'll be fine if she wakes up. Let's eat." Cheng Ping waved his chopsticks and said with a smile, and started to eat the rice in big gulps.
After exiting the room here, the two women personally carried breakfast to Cheng Jiaoniang.
After crying in front of Cheng Ping, she did not faint from emotion or go out again as everyone feared, but returned to the house.
"Madam, please eat something. I haven't eaten for two meals and stayed up all night." The woman whispered.
Cheng Jiaoniang, who was sitting among a pile of books, raised her head and nodded.
"Okay." she said.
The woman was overjoyed, and her followers were relieved.
They originally felt at ease when they followed this woman out. No matter what happened or who they met, this woman could solve it quickly and easily. However, they didn't expect that this time they didn't meet anyone else, but the woman herself.
of things.
As the saying goes, it is easier to save others than to save yourself.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside. Everyone turned to look and saw Banqin running in, wearing a cloak and a weathered face. Behind her was Manager Cao with an equally worried look.
"Lady!"
"What happened?"
Banqin shouted and rushed into the house, while Manager Cao stopped and asked his followers.
"It's a long story...actually we don't know what's going on..."
Banqin didn't hear what the attendant outside said at all. She entered the room and saw Cheng Jiaoniang who was eating there.
"Lady!" she shouted.
Cheng Jiaoniang stopped her bowl and chopsticks, looked up at her, and smiled.
This smile made Banqin shed tears again.
"Madam, what happened?" She knelt down and cried, "Why do you look so bad?"
"I haven't slept at night and my complexion is a bit worse. It's okay." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Banqin looked at her and shed more tears.
"Madam, what happened?" she cried, with panic in her expression and voice, "Why did you faint again?"
Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her head and slowly picked up the rice grains with chopsticks.
"I won't faint again," she said.
Won't she faint in the future? That's a good thing, but why does the lady look so sad and desperate?
What happened?
"That's what happened. I didn't say anything else, but my wife suddenly changed."
"How is this possible? My wife is the kind of person who is frightened when people say she is dead or alive!"
In a room on the side, Steward Cao Banqin was sitting with the entourage. Over there, Cheng Jiaoniang had breakfast and went shooting archery accompanied by two women, just like she did in the past.
But it’s different, it’s different.
Banqin raised her hands to wipe away her tears. Although she couldn't explain it, she could feel it.
If the lady used to be dull and heartless, now she is like a person who has lost her soul.
Although the former one is sluggish, it is alive because it still has desires and thoughts, while the latter one is all hopeless and lifeless.
Banqin suddenly raised his head.
The lady has always wanted to find her heart, could it be... because she has found it?
But I found out why it became like this?
"...The key is still with this Cheng Ping." Manager Cao frowned and continued, "My wife has been looking for him, and this happened only after she found him."
He said and stood up.
"I'll ask that boy."
Seeing him stand up, Banqin came to his senses and hurriedly stood up too.
"I'll go too," she said.
The two of them walked out of the house, only to see Cheng Jiaoniang walking towards her, who was returning from shooting an arrow. She had not yet taken off her arm rope, and she was walking slowly with a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. Her expression was dull, and there was nothing like what they described.
Such signs of losing control.
"Pack your things and we're leaving now," she said.
Both Guanshi Cao and Banqin were stunned for a moment.
"Hey, can I do whatever I want?"
Miles Ping from the other side of the room leaned out and asked.
Seeing him standing up suddenly, Cheng Jiaoniang subconsciously turned her head to avoid him.
"Yes." She lowered her eyes and said, "You... please do whatever you want."
you?
Manager Cao frowned and turned to look at Cheng Ping.
Cheng Ping grinned.
"You...you're welcome." He smiled, and when he was about to shrink back, he thought of something and leaned out, "Oh, so the person who was looking for me all over the city a while ago was also you, right?"
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said yes.
"I'm sorry," she said.
Cheng Ping chuckled and waved his hand.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have had to run out for so long." He said, "Then I will go home."
Cheng Jiaoniang saluted again.
"I'm sorry," she said.
After Cheng Ping really walked away, Cheng Jiaoniang took another step.
"Pack your things." Manager Cao said.
The attendants responded and were busy with their own affairs.
"It's indeed different." Manager Cao sighed and said to Ban Qin.
Banqin, who was about to follow the house, stopped.
"Did you see that I don't dare to look at Cheng Ping?" Cao Guanshi continued, "A person doesn't dare to look at another person, either with respect or fear. I have never experienced these two things before."
She had no respect for so many high-ranking people in the capital, nor was she afraid of those who could crush her to death with one finger. Her eyes were always open and calm when facing everyone, but she never expected to face an inexplicable Cheng.
Ping would make her like this.
If you want to say that Cheng Ping is not strange, then he is!
Thinking of this, Manager Cao raised his feet and chased after him.
"How many times have I told you that this is none of my business! Why don't you understand?"
Cheng Ping, who was grabbed, shouted.
"Your wife is so smart, why are you servants so stupid?"
It’s not surprising! Everyone has always said that his wife is a fool, but this is the first time that they say she is a smart person!
Manager Cao picked him up and shook him.
"Quickly tell me, who are you!" he shouted with raised eyebrows.
"Don't you know who I am?" Cheng Ping shouted, "I have nothing to lie to. As a son of the Cheng family, I am proud of my name. I have nothing to hide! Even fools can see it.
It turns out that I was just imagining it with someone your wife knows, and it reminded her of her memories. Your wife has already apologized for disturbing me because of her rudeness, so why are you so stupid and making trouble!"
Manager Cao stared at him. If you look at it this way, this guy really looks a bit like Cheng.
"You can't do this. Your wife is already smart, but it makes you look more stupid..." Cheng Ping said with a snort.
Manager Cao raised his hand and slapped him on the head.
"You're going too far!" He said angrily.
Do you think someone with the surname Cheng is as powerful as his wife? How dare you nag!
"Roll, roll, roll."
Cheng Ping snorted, straightened his clothes and staggered away.
Manager Cao stood there and watched him disappear into the street, then exhaled and turned back. Cheng Jiaoniang had already packed up and had two more carriages prepared.
"My wife said that you guys came all night, so don't ride horses this time. One person per carriage, and take some rest on the road." The two women said to him, and after speaking they sighed, "You are so kind and considerate.
This is my first time seeing you, Madam."
Both a Bodhisattva and a Vajra, he is such an elusive person. Manager Cao also sighed, bowed and saluted Cheng Jiaoniang who had already gotten into the car.
"Lady."
Banqin lifted the car curtain and got into the car, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang who closed her eyes a few times and shouted with a bit of worry.
Cheng Jiaoniang hummed without opening her eyes.
"Have you found your heart?" Banqin asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang opened her eyes, looked at the maid in front of her and smiled.
Banqin's tears flowed down.
"Madam." She came closer and stretched out her hand to hold Cheng Jiaoniang's sleeve, "Madam, don't be sad. If a person has a heart, that's what happens. He will be happy, so he will also be sad. Think more about happy things and forget about being sad.
It’s still a good thing.”
Cheng Jiaoniang reached out and patted her hand and smiled.
"Go and have a rest. You will still have to do a lot of things for me when you get back," she said.
If sad things could be forgotten so easily, how could there be so much suffering in the world? It was easy to say that it was not easy for him to suffer, so Banqin bit her lower lip and bowed before leaving.
The carriage was swaying, the wind lifted the curtains, and I heard a sound from the side.
"Are you leaving too?"
Cheng Jiaoniang hesitated and raised the car curtain to look, and saw Cheng Ping waving to them on the street.
"Madam?" the attendant beside the car asked in a low voice.
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and lowered the car curtain.
The carriage sped away.
Without her, the ancestor still accomplished what he wanted to do. How could she be so virtuous and dare to interfere in the change...
The ancestors have things to do and a path to take, and she also has things to do and a path to take. She is his junior and a person who has nothing to do with him.
She is her but not her, this is really a crushing fact, but she cannot collapse, and she has to think carefully about what she wants to do.
What Cheng Fang, who is dead and alive again, should do. (To be continued)
