Chapter 129 Duoluobuda

Pan Yueqing looked at Qi Sian with some helplessness as he was arranging the carriage. The sun revealed its scorching face through the layers of clouds. Qi Sian turned around and looked at Pan Yueqing, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"You're going to take the carriage?" Pan Yueqing hesitated for a moment and then said bluntly, "Are you going to find the medicinal primer or going on an outing?"

Qi Sian put away the smile on his face, frowned and hissed, covered his waist, put his fist to his lips, and coughed a few times. He looked at Pan Yueqing with some helplessness. "But I'm injured and can't stand the bumpy ride of the carriage."

"You can stay behind," Pan Yueqing said with a smile. She also couldn't figure out why Pan Haiyun and Su Jing had agreed to let Qi Sian go to Suhaicheng with them. Pan Haiyun just listened indifferently to her judgment of Suhaicheng, and Su Jing just stood up and told her to be careful in everything and to meet up with Su Ruoqing as soon as she got close to Suhaicheng, and there were no other words.

"No," Qi Sian said flatly and refused. "For such an important matter, as a prince, I should take the lead."

What a ridiculous idea of taking the lead. Pan Yueqing rolled her eyes in her heart but didn't say anything.

"Young Master," Wu Yang came out of the military tent fully equipped.

"Kneel down," Qi Sian looked at Wu Yang. The playful smile on his face that he had when joking with Pan Yueqing disappeared completely. He raised his chin slightly and looked at Wu Yang, and ordered in a cold voice. Wu Yang suddenly raised his eyes, and his cold gaze met Qi Sian's eyes. Pan Yueqing looked at Wu Yang and let out a slight sigh, and called out Wu Yang's name helplessly. She didn't want Wu Yang to offend the "poisonous snake" Qi Sian, because Shiguang beside him was by no means an ordinary person.

Wu Yang's gaze trembled slightly, and he reluctantly lowered his body.

"No need to kneel to me. Turn around," Qi Sian softened his tone. "Kowtow three times to Chief Chen Chang of the guards. You won't be able to see him buried this time."

Wu Yang raised his eyes in surprise and met Qi Sian's lazy gaze. He immediately turned around and kowtowed three times solemnly towards the military tent. He remembered clearly that it was Chief Chen who gave him a hand before he died. It was Chen Chang who stroked his hand and didn't tell him to treat his wife well, but told him to live well.

He was taught to believe that heaven has eyes and the blood of the loyal is as noble as that of the Yellow Emperor.

Pan Yueqing looked at Qi Sian in surprise. She didn't expect that he would have such thoughts. Just like every time Qi Sian appeared by her side, the smile of the "poisonous snake" Qi Sian was always filled with schemes and intrigues and never reached his eyes. Every expression announced his arrogance, either mocking or ignoring. But in this Suoyue City, she seemed to have met a completely different Qi Sian.

"Thank you," Pan Yueqing said in a low voice to Qi Sian.

Qi Sian turned his head in confusion, but Pan Yueqing had already averted her gaze. After Wu Yang kowtowed respectfully, she mounted her horse. Luoshui and Canghe, carrying their burdens, also came up. She glanced at Canghe, whose eyes were probably red from crying after being left behind by her at the post station, and didn't say a word.

Luoshui came forward. She found the "Heat-Clearing and Detoxifying Pills" that Yang Lin had given before. "Young Master, this servant was worried, so I found these pills."

Pan Yueqing nodded to signal Luoshui to put them away. Just as the group was about to set off, they were stopped by Zeng Jianyue. The girl was still wrapped in the washed-out gray curtain, and the frostbite on her hands was still so obvious. Her voice was extremely calm. "I'm going too." As if worried that Pan Yueqing would refuse, she said, "I'm familiar with Suhaicheng, and I also know where to dig up purple centipedes."

Pan Yueqing shook her head. Before she could speak, Zeng Jianyue stepped forward. "If we dig up the wrong ones, more people will die!"

Pan Yueqing was silent for a moment. In the end, it was Qi Sian, who was lazily sitting in the carriage, who said, "Then let her come along!" Qi Sian smiled and lifted the curtain, waved to Zeng Jianyue, and said empathetically, "Come on, little girl, come and ride in the carriage with me."

Afraid that Pan Yueqing would refuse her, Zeng Jianyue quickly ran to Qi Sian like the wind. Qi Sian signaled Shiguang to pull her into the carriage, and then he retracted into the carriage with a smile. Pan Yueqing just turned around and looked at the carriage with the curtain closed, and watched Zeng Jianyue get into the carriage.

"Shiguang, did she look back?" Qi Sian leaned against the side of the carriage and asked Shiguang outside the carriage.

"Yes, she did," Shiguang said in a flat voice.

Qi Sian hummed, put his hands behind his head, and changed into a more comfortable position. Zeng Jianyue looked at Qi Sian with some confusion, not knowing which word had pleased His Highness the Prince of Xiangyang in front of her. Her clever little head turned quickly. Remembering the scene of Young Master Pan chatting side by side with His Highness the Prince of Xiangyang before, she covered her mouth as if she had known a huge secret.

This... Could it be that thing that the storyteller said before... What was that about Longyang?

"What's wrong?" Qi Sian saw that Zeng Jianyue looked strange. He turned his head and pushed the prepared plum preserves in front of him. "Eat some."

Looking at Zeng Jianyue, who was a bit cautious but couldn't resist the aroma and picked up a piece, the smile in Qi Sian's eyes gradually faded. He suddenly sighed and asked, "You just get into a stranger's carriage and eat a stranger's food like this? This is not the vigilance that someone who has survived a desperate situation should have."

Zeng Jianyue's hand froze. She silently looked up at Qi Sian. "Your Highness, what are you talking about?"

"..." Qi Sian stared at her and uttered a few syllables. When Zeng Jianyue heard the four syllables, her face changed. She put down the plum preserves and cowered into the corner.

Qi Sian said "Duoluobuda".

In the Rong and Di tribes, it means the holy maiden dedicated to the Wolf King.

"My name is Zeng Jianyue. This is the name my grandfather gave me," Zeng Jianyue buried her head and looked out from her arms. The look in her eyes when she looked at Qi Sian was both fearful and pleading. She murmured, "Don't send me back, and don't call me that name."

"I don't want to be a holy maiden."

Qi Sian rested his chin in his hand and looked at her. "I hate it the most when someone lies to me."

Deception is equal to betrayal. He had always been immersed in all kinds of lies and survived in the lies woven by everyone. But he was given the eyes to see through lies, forcing him to become a supporting role. In his princely mansion, when he was in charge, he hated it the most when others lied to him.

The dancer he loved the most a moment ago had her tongue pulled out because of a lie.

So it was rumored in the streets that His Highness the Prince of Xiangyang was moody and tyrannical.

"What's wrong?" Pan Yueqing's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage. The coldness in Qi Sian's eyes didn't fade, but he suppressed the chill in his voice. "It's nothing. How far are we?"

"We're at Suhaicheng," Pan Yueqing said. As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Sian lifted the curtain and looked at the city standing in the valley. The crows' cries pierced his ears. The red paint on the city gate was turning black. He was silent and suppressed the unease in his heart.