She was afraid that Wu Chao would reveal her identity subconsciously, attracting the attention of others and affecting the plan——
But Wu Chao still saw it.
Even a quick and hazy glance was enough to convince him that the person sitting in the carriage was indeed Xu Mingyi.
But why is she afraid of being like this?
The young man frowned and quickly thought of the reason.
Was she afraid that he would misunderstand that she was deliberately creating a chance encounter with him?
Just like when he was in Ningyang, he was really frightened by the various tricks of those girls, Miss Xu is now also frightened by his misunderstanding.
This was indeed his fault before, so it was normal for her to be wary now.
But he concluded that things have always been reasonable. The reason for the previous misunderstanding was indeed because she had repeatedly shown her good intentions. It was just that he had misunderstood her motives. Today, he was forced to go out because of his mother.
The impromptu decision was made, and Miss Xu had no ability to predict the future. How could she wait for him here so early?
He is prone to overthinking, but he is not crazy.
Wu Chao was in a complicated mood, and his eyes fell on the inconspicuous carriage.
So he was doing business?
The young man's eyes moved slightly, thinking of the corpse in the woods outside the city that night.
Then he looked intently at the carriage, and thinking of the people sitting in the carriage, there was only one thought in his mind - did she have enough bodyguards?
"What is A Yuan looking at?"
A dignified and beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage, supported by a maid. She followed the young man's gaze and asked curiously with a smile.
Wu Chao immediately looked away.
"Go back to mother, it's nothing."
This is his mother, Mrs. Xu, the wife of Prince Dingnan.
"Then let's go in." Xu said with a smile.
It was probably impossible to expect her son to recover on his own, and now she could only place hope on the blessings of the gods, so she used both soft and hard tactics to drag him to Qingyu Temple to offer incense.
"...Mother, please go in first." Wu Chao said, "I will go in to find mother later."
Mrs. Xu smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked towards the temple with her maid and mother-in-law.
Wu Chao moved his eyebrows unexpectedly.
Mother was so happy that she didn't even ask him a question?
I always feel that this is very unlike my mother's style.
Maybe it's because he stayed in Ningyang for a long time and didn't get along with his mother for a long time.
Wu Chao walked to the foot of a leafy bodhi tree, made sure there was no one around, and called the secret guard to show up.
"Secretly follow Miss Xu in the green cloth carriage. If she encounters trouble, help her in time."
The secret guard should come down.
Keenly aware of the gaze behind him, Wu Chao suddenly looked back.
In the corner behind the temple door, a maid in purple clothes was startled and hurriedly covered herself up.
Wu Chao:...My mother actually let the maid take a peek.
His mother is indeed the mother who 'says the most dignified words and does the most immodest things'.
"You didn't talk too much in front of your father about what happened the night before, right?" Wu Chao suddenly looked at the secret guard with some suspicion.
The secret guard hurriedly said: "How dare I violate the Young Master's instructions?"
The young master fell in love with Miss Xu and showed his attentiveness to Miss Xu, but because of his face, he did not want to be known by the elders in the family - he was also seventeen or eighteen years old, so how could he not be considerate of the young master's feelings.
Wu Chao glanced at him and nodded slightly to signal him to step back.
"Who is he talking to? Can you see clearly?"
In the temple, Mrs. Xu asked the maid who ran back in a low voice.
Ever since her son didn't come home all night, she had doubts - could the brat pretend to be inexperienced on the surface but secretly have a sweetheart?
But I always feel that such a good thing is too unrealistic.
"It's a man in black..." The maid in purple said with difficulty: "Moreover, the master seems to have discovered that the slave is peeking."
At that moment, she even suspected that the reason why the young master never let anyone get close to him was because he didn't want anyone to discover the secret of having eyes behind his back?!
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wu Chao striding into the temple. Xu's face straightened, she regained her dignity and composure, and continued walking forward with her maid and mother-in-law.
Wu Chao followed him expressionlessly, not bothering to expose his mother.
Outside the temple gate, another carriage came slowly.
"Girl, this is Zhan's carriage." Azhu lowered her voice and said.
Xu Mingyi raised her hand and pressed down the carriage curtain that A-Zhu had raised slightly, signaling her not to make any noise.
After the carriage stopped, the mother-in-law and her daughter were helped out of the carriage.
Mrs. Zhan asked her mother-in-law to hand a money bag to the coachman and ordered: "Send these silver to the village."
The Zhan family has a small village outside the city. Mrs. Zhan’s wet nurse became ill a few years ago and was sent to the village to be raised. Everyone in the Zhan family knew that Mrs. Zhan was kind-hearted and affectionate, and she would be sent to the village every month.
People went to visit and gave some money.
Zhan Yunjiao is also used to this.
Seeing the coachman taking the money bag, she urged: "Mother, let's go in quickly before there are many people."
"Okay..." Mrs. Zhan nodded and gave the coachman one last look.
The coachman was wearing a coarse cloth robe, with a messy beard covering his face, and his eyes were lowered, making it difficult to see his face.
In the green cloth carriage, Xu Mingyi listened attentively to the movement.
It wasn't until the sound of rolling wheels reached her ears that she opened the corner of the car curtain and looked out.
The middle-aged man, who looked unattractive at all, was driving the cart with both hands holding the reins, and his white-washed sleeves covered most of his hands.
Under such circumstances, even Xu Mingyi found it extremely difficult to tell whether the opponent's right hand was defective.
And the beard covering the face of the person in front of her may not be a deliberate attempt to hide his face, and she already has a vague memory of the appearance of Uncle Zhou, but she only remembers that his exquisite knife skills are impressive——
"Follow him from a distance."
Xu Mingyi whispered to Zhu Xiu, who was pretending to be a coachman.
At this time, you would rather follow by mistake than let go of any possibility.
As for whether the other party is that person, you will know after a try later——
Two quarters of an hour later, the Zhan family's carriage stopped in front of a village.
The coachman got off the carriage, knocked on the door and walked in.
"My master has told you to stay away from home for a while, and then come back to Beijing in a few years... You can use these coins as money on the road..."
A middle-aged man of similar stature and age said in a low voice.
The 'coachman' silently tore off his fake beard and took off his outer robe.
Seeing him collect the money and leave, the middle-aged man sighed in his heart.
The master took this person in because he was interested in his abilities. He thought he could keep him in the house forever, but who knew that he was not careful this time and actually left a clue.
Now we can only send people away from the capital.
And once the other party leaves, it’s hard to say whether he will come back again...
He put on the clothes left by the other party, bowed his head and left Zhuangzi, driving the carriage in the direction of Qingyu Temple.
The man before left from the back door of Zhuangzi and walked eastward along an uninhabited path.
After walking a certain distance, he slowly slowed down and finally stopped, letting out a rough voice from his chapped lips.
"Stop following, come out——"
There are not many people on the other side, so we should deal with them as soon as possible so as not to delay his journey.
