After the news that Meng Yuan would be urgently summoned by the palace to return to the capital in the past few days, she decided to go with him. So she had not been idle for a moment in the past three days.
Before leaving, she went to say goodbye to Mr.Misty in the Bamboo House of Bishan Academy, where she had a long conversation with Mr. Misty.
Hearing Zhao Ling talking about the events in the capital, Mr. Miao stroked his long white beard and said worriedly, "I've been watching the sky at night, and the Emperor Star has faint signs of dimness, while the few small stars around it are gradually flaring bright. Now the situation in the DPRK is unclear, and the ten-year contract of Beidi Kingdom is about to expire, and it is about to move at the border. It seems that there will be another turmoil in this world."
"In this general trend of the worlds, long-term division must be united, and long-term cooperation must be divided. It is just a historical law, but it is the common people who suffer." Zhao Ling was also quite emotional for a while.
Mr. Miao looked at Zhao Ling with a deep meaning, and there was a gleam in his eyes. "Ling'er, in fact, the general situation in the world is like a game of chess, and the most crucial move, according to my grandfather, lies in you."
"Grandfather, Ling'er is just an ordinary little girl, how can she control the general trend of the world?" Zhao Ling felt that Mr. Mimiao looked up to her too much.
In fact, she was just an accidental intruder in this world and era. With the idea of what it was, she did her best to live a more wonderful and comfortable life here, and it was not in vain that heavens had given her a chance to live again. How could she not be so patient?
Mr. Miao said tenderly: "Grandfather can't see many things wrong with a person, but he can sense some things. Ling'er, you have a special aura, which is different from here. Only in this way, you will encounter more dangers, so be sure to be very careful at all times."
"Yes, I thank my grandfather for caring. Ling'er will be careful." Zhao Ling replied respectfully. Although she didn't think she had such great ability, but Mr. Miao was a person with great wisdom in this world. Hence, he must have his reasons for saying this.
Did he see that she was not a woman of this world and era?
"Grandfather, Ling'er has something unknown, why did the emperor urgently summon King Xuan to the capital?" Zhao Ling asked Mr. Miao a question that he had always been puzzled by.
"Xuanwang's mansion has a century-old foundation which is supported by the world. The prince has his strength. In addition, there are hundreds of thousands of troops in the north. The emperor called him back to Beijing, presumably to balance the situation in Beijing and the struggle between several princes." Mr. Xia said slowly, then smiled at Zhao Ling and said, "Your grandfather saw that after returning from Wuji Island this time, the relationship between the two of you has become much closer."
Zhao Ling did not deny his feelings for Meng Yuan. In front of a wise man like Mr. Miao, all the cover-ups seemed superfluous, and it was better to admit it generously. She briefly recounted what happened on Wuji Island, and especially mentioned the truth of what the old man Duan said before his death about Meng Baichuan's massacre of Wuji believers fifty years ago.
"In this way, the world has been blaming Meng Baichuan for a long time." Mr. Miao also sighed when he learned the truth. After being silent for a long time, he continued: "I think that King Xuan is strong, forbearing, and determined. With Ling'er as his support, his future achievements will be limitless. It's just that, for a normal person, it's not a good thing to kill too much. Grandfather sees that King Xuan values you very much, and you have to persuade him more on this matter whenever you have the chance."
When they were about to leave, Xie Mingyu and Leng Aoshuang came to see them off together.
When returning to the capital this time, Zhao Ling did not know when she was going to see Xie Mingyu and Leng Aoshuang again, but seeing that their relationship had not progressed at all, she became a little anxious for them. So, two days ago, the three of them met at the teahouse, and, seemingly inadvertently, told them the story of Yin Zhan and Mo Yan.
After listening to it, the two were deeply shocked, and they looked at each other with a sense of empathy. Zhao Ling left at the right time, leaving the two of them to talk to each other in the restaurant.
She believed that they had feelings for each other, but Leng Aoshuang had a natural fear of love between men and women, and Xie Mingyu was too concerned, so the two of them never pierced this layer of window paper. And she just didn't want them to regret for the rest of their lives because of their misunderstanding.
Seeing them coming together now, she smiled knowingly, thinking that she made the right move. The Xie family was not a pedantic family. As long as Xie Mingyu insisted on his own opinions and was wholehearted towards Leng Aoshuang, the Xie family would eventually accept her.
On the way back to the capital, the carriage bumped all the way. Zhao Ling leaned on Meng Yuan's shoulder, the two chatted casually, and there was an obedient little fox lying beside them, the atmosphere was quiet and warm.
"It's really unexpected, Ling'er, you still have the talent to be a matchmaker." Meng Yuan hugged Zhao Ling contentedly and said jokingly.
Zhao Ling rolled her eyes at him angrily. "You seem very happy to see my cousin and Ao Shuang pair up?"
"If Ling'er is happy, I'll be happy." Meng Yuan put a kiss on her forehead, and immediately took her into his arms.
Of course he was happy without a man who might covet his Ling'er.
Zhao Ling struggled in his arms. Why does this guy like to hold her so much, doesn't he feel hot?
When he got into the carriage just now, he told her pitifully that he had a leg ailment and needed care along the way, so he just pulled her into his carriage. Although Green Bamboo was extremely reluctant, under the threat of Meng Yuan's icy gaze, she dared not to speak out.
But now it seemed there was nothing new afflicting his leg. Where on this fellow's leg was the newly developed ailment?
Just as Zhao Ling was about to break free from his embrace, he heard the sound of a few sharp arrows piercing the sky outside.