Early the next morning, Zhongli Mingye went to the military camp again. At this time, Song Jinyu slowly woke up. She remembered yesterday's arrangement but felt absent-minded.
"Did he agree in the end?"
Damn it! Beauty leads one astray... Mi Cui came in and saw her with a bitter face. She advised, "Before the prince left, he told you to stay at home well. He would come back early."
"Okay!"
Was it really that soon? They were going to set off tomorrow? Song Jinyu's heart sank bit by bit. She never thought much of time before, but since their marriage, she suddenly felt that the days were passing like flowing water.
She fed the fish in the lake and sat quietly, not wanting to do anything.
Her mind was a bit muddled, but the train of thought became clearer and clearer in this confusion. Zhongli Mingye's choice to leave the capital at this time was probably to take a further step.
Outsiders might think that Zhongli Mingye was vying for the throne, but Song Jinyu knew that it was the throne that was forcing him to move forward.
Although the crown prince had been deposed, he still held a certain position in the emperor's heart.
Now that the Prince Cheng was dead and the Prince Yong was under house arrest. But... in fact, the emperor most suspected Zhongli Mingye.
Niaoniao came in and laid out a table full of snacks for her. "The newly made pastries are the sweetest and most refreshing. Would you like some?"
Looking at Niaoniao, Song Jinyu suddenly had an inspiration. "Do you still remember the signal flares I asked you to put away?"
"Of course I remember. You used one, and there are still two left." Niaoniao didn't understand why she suddenly thought of the signal flares and the silver-masked young master.
"Hurry up and get them!"
Song Jinyu wanted to provide the best protection for Zhongli Mingye. She wanted to tell him that she would never be his weakness.
Zhongli Mingye, who was busy with the military camp deployment, said that he would come back early. But when he stepped into the prince's mansion, it was already getting dark.
Just as he passed through the veranda, he saw the signal flares lighting up one after another in the sky. The signal flares were unique. There was only one person in the world who had them.
He shook his head with a bitter smile. It was really a waste. She had even lit two of them. Originally, he was going to go straight back to the room to see her, but now he changed his mind and rushed to the study in a hurry.
Song Jinyu had been sitting in the Liuyun Pavilion for the whole day. Would he come? To avoid misunderstandings, she had sent all the servants away early.
She was feeling uneasy. There was no sign of movement at the door. What was going on? He had broken his promise again! The last time she lit the signal flare, the silver-masked young master didn't come.
This time she had lit it again. She didn't know if he would come. She made up her mind that if he didn't come, she would ignore this person from now on.
Just as she was muttering to herself, suddenly the silver-masked young master appeared. "Have you encountered any difficulties?"
"Lighting two signal flares in a row. You really don't take this young master's promise seriously!"
The silver-masked young master still had a hoarse voice as usual. But Song Jinyu felt that the voice was a bit familiar. It seemed, seemed... like the voice of Zhongli Mingye calling her name at night.
She didn't think much about it and said seriously, "In the past, this princess saved your life and never asked for anything. Is your promise still valid?"
"If it's not valid, why would this one come?"
He suppressed his smile, and his phoenix eyes were tightly fixed on the woman. He only heard that sweet voice directly enter his heart: "I want you to go on the expedition with Zhongli Mingye and secretly protect him."
"If there is any danger, please protect his life!"
She had burned two signal flares just for this one thing. No, the silver-masked young master shook his head to dispel the shock in his heart. The previous one was also for Zhongli Mingye, for his safety.
Song Jinyu, at this moment, he finally understood how important Zhongli Mingye was in her heart!
So important that she had given all her last strength to Zhongli Mingye.
Seeing that the silver-masked young master didn't answer, Song Jinyu said calmly, "If this matter embarrasses you, just pretend I never said it."
"Once the signal flare is burned out, the promise will also disappear. Never appear in front of me again."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, the silver-masked young master grabbed her hand. That hand held on tightly. "Don't go..." At this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore.
If it weren't for this matter, he would have forgotten about the "silver-masked young master".
The voice was very familiar, like that of a certain person. Song Jinyu turned her head and met the eyes of the silver-masked young master.
Just now, it was Zhongli Mingye's voice!
She couldn't believe it. It wasn't until the silver-masked young master pulled her into his arms and laughed softly. Then she realized later that she wanted to lift the silver mask.
Her slender hand touched the mask and gently lifted it. Sure enough! The person under the mask was really Zhongli Mingye. Song Jinyu was stunned.
No wonder he didn't come when she lit the signal flare last time!
No wonder she could meet the silver-masked young master so easily;
No wonder the prince's mansion was heavily guarded, but the silver-masked young master could enter as if there was no one there.
After figuring all this out, Song Jinyu was a bit sad. They had been married for a long time. Why did he still hide it from her? Until today, such a "joke" had happened.
She struggled hard, but Zhongli Mingye held her even tighter. "I originally wanted to tell you earlier, but... I forgot!" He would never admit that it was to better control her.
Song Jinyu was extremely angry. "Is it very funny, right?" This time she was really sad. "It's not funny... really," Zhongli Mingye wiped away her tears.
But it was of no avail. The angry little woman refused to listen to his explanation.
Letting the cool tears fall into his palm. Zhongli Mingye was flustered and hugged her tightly. "It's all this king's fault..."
The more he coaxed, the more she cried. So he had to use his "killer move" and kissed her fiercely until her cheeks were blushing and her breathing was uneven.
When the moon was high in the sky, Song Jinyu suddenly remembered that he was going on the expedition tomorrow. Immediately, she didn't care about being sad anymore and said, "I'll deal with you when you come back!"
"Okay... I'll leave it all to my princess to decide." With a faint smile, Zhongli Mingye was relieved to see that she finally stopped crying.
Song Jinyu still felt deceived by him. "Do you still have anything else to deceive me about?"
"No. How dare I?"
He really didn't dare anymore. Just now her tears had soaked his clothes. If he wasn't careful, she would turn into a tearful mess.
Seeing that there were still tears in the corner of her eyes, he had a sudden thought and kissed them away. That night, Zhongli Mingye loved her extremely. He wished he could rub her into his bones. He only regretted that the night was so short.
Ming Ruyi drank up the wine in his cup. He thought that although Zhongli Mingye's trip was risky, there were actually good opportunities.
During the day, Zhongli Mingye had asked him, "I'll have to rely on you, uncle, for matters in the court."
"Why don't you ask the princess to rely on this king too?" Although his words were joking, Ming Ruyi knew that he was serious.
Zhongli Mingye's eyes turned slightly cold. "Do you think this king is stupid?"
The woman in his arms was sleeping soundly. Listening carefully, she murmured in her cherry-like mouth, "Mingye!" His fingertips glided across her plump lips. He leaned over slightly and left a kiss.
How could he ever be willing to part? But this short separation was exactly for a long and lasting reunion and companionship in the future.
"Your Highness, it's time!" Xing Jian called him from outside.
After getting up, he gently closed the door and motioned for Xing Jian to be quiet. Before leaving, he took her handkerchief.
Touching the slightly cool jade statue on his chest, Zhongli Mingye felt more and more at ease. This was the token of their love and also the most valuable thing he had ever done in his life.
Now, he could only hope that this war would end soon!