Free Web NovelChapter 1165: Chapter 1165: With My Abilities, I Can Give Xiao Mei a Home
Chu Ping clicked his tongue in amazement; it was obvious he was deeply moved. freeweɓnøvel.com
"Back then I just kept thinking, how can there be a kid this powerful?"
"And why is it that I can’t even beat a little kid?"
"So I asked around over and over, and only then did I find out that was Marquis Wan. Young in years, but relying on his own brains and martial skills, already trusted by the Emperor."
"In order to learn a bit from him, I kept looking for chances to secretly trail after him. Later of course Marquis found out, and he gave me a beating..."
Qingmei couldn’t help but burst into laughter at this point.
"Back then Marquis must’ve only been eight years old. You actually got beaten up by an eight-year-old?" Qingmei found it hilarious.
Chu Ping defended himself: "That’s not my fault, Marquis moved too fast!"
At first he of course refused to accept it, but later he was beaten into submission.
Zhi’er blinked her long lashes. "Then how did you persuade Brother Fu Ce to bring you into the Xiuluo Guard?"
"Could it be that he saw you were good at taking a beating, so he let you into the Xiuluo Guard?"
"Of course not!" Chu Ping said. "I... after I got beaten, I kept following behind him every single day."
"Later Marquis got annoyed, so he agreed to let me into the Xiuluo Guard. At the beginning I was just like Guoguo, only in charge of sweeping and chores."
"But I, Chu Ping, am proud! I had to prove myself, so I practiced martial arts with Marquis every day. After a long time, I too became Vice Captain Chu who can shoulder important duties!"
Zhi’er praised him from the heart. "Brother Chu Ping, you’re actually quite inspirational."
Chu Ping smiled with narrowed eyes. "Many thanks for the Princess’s praise. With my ability, I can give Xiao Mei a home."
Qingmei was at the side helping Zhi’er wipe her hands. She had just eaten a Ju Zi, and a few drops of orange juice hung from her fair fingertips. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
In the past, when Marquis was here, he would have already helped Zhi’er wipe it off for her without a word.
Qingmei had only just realized that Feng Fuce’s care for Zhi’er had become so meticulous that even she herself had started to take it for granted.
Zhi’er had originally wanted to sit for a while and wait for Feng Fuce to come back.
Who would’ve thought Lei Hu would send a Xiu Luo Envoy back with a message.
"Chu Ping, Marquis says he’s taking the men and heading straight to Peng County. He won’t be returning, and tells you to guard the Xiuluo Guard." That man said.
Chu Ping hesitated for a moment. "Heading out directly? All right then."
He had wanted to personally see Marquis off.
Upon hearing this, Zhi’er could only rise and return to Ruizhu Palace.
Why was he in such a hurry to set out?
Zhi’er had wanted to tell him that from the signs in the sky, there would be heavy rain early tomorrow morning.
It seemed there was no need to fuss over all those reminders for now; she would just wait and tell him when he came back.
As for Feng Fuce, he was astride a fine horse, stopped on a mountain road shrouded in night.
The two squads of Xiu Luo Envoys he had brought were assembled; Feng Fuce had just given a speech and explained the mission.
Everyone was now checking their water skins and dry rations, as well as the condition of the horses.
Taking advantage of this moment, Lei Hu stepped forward to ask, "Marquis, the man we sent back just released a carrier pigeon. It says the Princess was in the Xiuluo Guard talking with Chu Ping. When she heard you weren’t coming back, she returned to Ruizhu Palace on her own."
Hearing this, a touch of gentleness surfaced in Feng Fuce’s cold black eyes.
Knowing that Zhi’er was thinking of him made him feel very pleased.
The icy mountain wind blew by. It had just snowed yesterday; now the night was deep, and the snow on the ground shone glaringly white.
Feng Fuce caught the scent carried on the wind.
He ordered calmly, "There’ll be heavy rain tomorrow. The snowy road will become even steeper and more slippery. We’ll set off earlier so as not to delay the journey."
Lei Hu cupped his fists. "Yes, sir!"
The Xiu Luo Envoys sped up their preparations, and then one Black Rider after another rode forward, hooves treading on the snow.
