Two days later.
Meng Xing's brows are spasming as he reads the message containing the emperor, Jiang Yan's, words. "Damn Jiang Xu!" he hissed as he tore the paper which scattered on the ground after they fell.
Qiu Si silently bent down to pick them up before burning them on the campfire. "What did Jiang Xu do this time?" he asked.
Ke Lin, who is decocting medicine, looked at them as he silently listened. 'Jiang Xu'? Isn't 'Jiang' the royal family's surname? He thought. Then, he recalled that the Huichen had the backing of the emperor. It seems that it is really true. Just look at how Meng Xing curses someone from the royal family now!
Meng Xing looked at Qiu Si. They currently stopped tonight and built a tent for Meng Xing, and also Ke Lin, to sleep in after Meng Xing's condition worsened. Even if the driver of the carriage is very careful about the carriage to not shake, Meng Xing still felt dizzy. So, they have no choice but to stop to rest tonight.