Zhong Ling was arranged by the guards to be diagonally opposite Zhao Ji's room across the courtyard. At this moment, she had stopped crying, her eyes were red and her eyes were a little dull. Obviously, her mood was still extremely poor. It was not that she didn't want to leave, but the guards inside and outside the courtyard were tightly guarded. As long as she did a little, she would not know how many swords were pointed at her in the shadow.

When she was alone, the panic and fear hidden in her heart rose in waves. Zhong Ling gradually realized that the trouble she was in this time seemed to be a little bigger. Not only did she not get out of her, but she was afraid that her father would not be able to save her, and perhaps she would have to waste her life. Thinking of the strength of the Song people's crossbows in the goods village, a fine cold sweat gradually gushed out from Zhong Ling's forehead, and she became more and more regretful. The tears that had already been put down her cheeks again.

It’s all the blame for the hateful Zhao Shiyi! If he didn’t lie to himself, he would have told himself that he was the messenger of the Song people in the morning, and he would not have fallen into this place! What my father said is indeed correct. Sure enough, a man who is beautiful will have a bad heart!

Thinking of this, Zhong Ling felt even more sad. From childhood to adulthood, she had been living a lonely life with her parents, living in Wanjie Valley on the banks of the Lancang River, without any playmates of the same age or friends who could talk about it. Her parents were weird in nature, and when she was cold and hot, the little girl had accumulated too much sorrow in her heart. Although she had been with Zhao Ji for a short time, Zhong Ling was rarely relaxed. This person said irrelevant words and missed some tricks she played, but she was the first friend who was willing to talk about her thoughts and complained about her pain.

Although Zhong Ling didn't say this friendship that he got by chance, he valued it very much. He was indeed sad because he couldn't find Zhao Ji and didn't have time to say goodbye. She didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances. She was not happy at all, but was filled with loneliness and sadness of being betrayed by trust.

Zhao Ji has been standing outside the door for a while and has been observing the change of the girl's expression. After seeing Zhong Ling stunned for a moment, he cried silently, and his dissatisfaction with the girl was a little bit weakened. He had seen Zhong Wanchou draw his sword whenever he had disagreement in the restaurant. Although this little girl broke into Guanzhong, after all, she was reckless, but after all, her biological father was born and her adoptive father could not teach her. After all, she knew too little about the sinister world.

After coughing lightly, Zhao Ji walked into the room and stood at the door and said, "Miss Zhong Ling, are you still annoying me to lie to you? You were just mad at you?"

When Zhong Ling heard Zhao Ji's words, he trembled. He turned his head to look at him. He then turned his body to another direction and did not talk to him, but the tears flowed more violently.

Zhao Ji sat awkwardly across from Zhong Ling and said, "I didn't tell you my identity that day, it was indeed my fault. I heard you say you wanted to teach the envoys of the Song Dynasty. I originally planned to tell you, but your father rushed over and didn't have the chance to tell you again. I was just trying to show you at that banquet, and half of it was for others to see. If you hurt so many people, I always have to show it. As for your partner, I was really dissatisfied with your actions. You, a little girl, sneaked into the pass guarded by the heroic soldiers, and were too willful. Even if you were not caught and injured by bumps and bumps, it would be a pain in your body, which made the people who care about you sad. If I hadn't been present this time, things would have ended completely..."

"I don't want you to worry... I'm alive and dead, it's my own business and it has nothing to do with you!" Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Zhong Ling cried and covered her face and said sadly.

Zhao Ji didn't expect Zhong Ling to react so fiercely. He thought about it and then asked, "Did your father scold you again after we parted?"

Hearing this, Zhong Ling cried more and more: "Zhenbei Pass wants to receive the Song people's mission, so that people don't let people go in and out casually. My father and I were stopped outside the pass... He was in a bad mood and got drunk. He beat me and scolded me, saying that I was an unfamiliar wolf cub... He scolded me for being hard, got to know me, met the wild man outside and wanted to kill him... I was going to come into the pass, die here, and see if he doesn't regret it..."

Hearing Zhong Ling's choked words, Zhao Ji also felt a sense of anger. He probably understood that the reason why Zhong Wanchou was in a bad mood was mostly because Duan Zhengchun from the pass, but he moved his anger to his daughter. He said such words, so he was too verbally speaking! Since Zhong Wanchou was willing to be a buyer, he was also confused and unable to see it. Instead of suffering so much, why didn't he let go of his hands to relieve each other? Or he could just find an opportunity to just divide his life and death with Duan Zhengchun. In this messy dispute, why should he blame the girl who had no mistakes?

For a while, Zhao Ji really wanted to turn around and find Duan Zhengchun and let him deal with this trouble by himself. But when he saw the little girl crying so hard that she felt a little embarrassed. She sat on the side and saw that the little girl had no intention of stopping crying for a while. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Where is your Diaoer? Do you want to go out and look for it? Don't be caught and stewed."

Although he knew that Zhao Ji was distracting her attention, Zhong Ling was still a little worried after all. He wiped his tears, walked to the window and coughed lightly, and then clenched his lips and made a low and sharp sound. After half a quarter of an hour, a gray shadow suddenly rushed in from outside the window and rushed into Zhong Ling's arms. It was the lightning marten. Holding the marten, Zhong Ling's eyebrows and eyes showed a little warmth.

"Prince..." The guards in the shadow saw something rushing into the room and shouted a warning.

"It's fine."

Zhao Ji replied, then turned to look at Zhong Ling, and smiled and said, "You Diaoer is really amazing. You have hurt so many people. You still have the ability to escape and hide."

"I said it a long time ago that my siew is very poisonous..." Zhong Ling replied quickly, then seemed to think of something again, and said with a deep face: "I am not like some people, I am satisfied with the big talk, and I will say whatever I say!"

Zhao Ji bowed and said, "This matter is indeed wrong. I will apologize to Miss Zhong Ling here. If you are still not satisfied, just let your siew bite me. This trip is worth it. However, you must carry the antidote on you. Otherwise, I will not be able to withstand the poison of your siew."

After crying for a long time, Zhong Ling's depression had dissipated most of the time and his spirit calmed down. Hearing Zhao Ji's apology, he was silent for a moment before saying, "Tell me honestly, if my father didn't come that day, would you really tell me that you were the messenger of the Song Dynasty? You didn't mean to lie to me, I would be willing to be friends with you again and call you Brother Zhao again!"

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "This is natural. I heard that you want to teach the envoy of the Song Dynasty a lesson and let the Diaoer take a bite. I feel so panicked and want to beg for mercy. Why do you still hide it? But then again, Miss Zhong Ling, you came here this time. Do you really want Diaoer to bite me?"

"It's up to you!"

After hearing Zhao Ji's words, Zhong Ling finally felt relieved, and then shook his head and said, "I originally planned that way, but when I saw your crossbow arrows that day, I thought to myself that the guard of the Great Song envoy must be even more amazing, so don't hurt my good Diao'er. So, I bought a pack of croton flour outside the pass and wanted to find an opportunity..."

At this point, she lowered her voice, but thought that the one she had planned for a long time was Zhao Ji in front of her. She couldn't continue for a while, so she clapped her hands and stopped talking.

"It's good to be willing to use your brain. It's not good to hurt Diao'er, it's not good to hurt me, it's not good to hurt others." Zhao Ji said again: "Those people bitten by you Diao'er, and they arrest you, that's also the responsibility. Miss Zhong Ling, you have a lot of people. Are you willing to ignore your past grudges and give them an antidote?"

"I'm not an adult, I'm a villain... Bah, I'm not a villain either! In short, I won't give it..." When talking about this question, Zhong Ling's face darkened again: "It's because they caught me that I was not capable, but they said those... I'm going to teach them a lesson and ask them to suffer for a few days!"

Seeing Zhong Ling's face was so irritable that Zhao Ji probably understood what those people should have said, which made the little girl very embarrassed and upset. Their left and right were not his subordinates, Zhao Ji only mentioned it casually and then asked: "What are you going to do next? Should I send someone to send you to find your father?"

"I don't want it!" Zhong Ling shook his head quickly when he heard this: "I feel uncomfortable when I see my father now. I won't go back. Aren't you going to Dali City? Take me with you. My father didn't let me go before, but now I insist on going. I won't bother you. If you have enough fun in Dali City, leave by yourself."

Seeing the girl's attitude firmly, Zhao Ji sighed. The child who lacks the warmth of his family is rebellious. Well, let's stay for the first time. It's better than letting her wander around alone. If there is really something inconvenient, just leave it to her biological son Duan Zhengchun.

After settling down Zhong Ling, Zhao Ji went back to his room to rest. Early the next morning, Duan Zhengchun and Gao Shengtai came to visit together to discuss when to set off. They even brought a few well-behaved maids very considerately. Zhao Ji also accepted them. It was inconvenient to be the only girl Zhong Ling in the delegation. Besides, no matter how considerate Duan Zhengchun was prepared, Zhao Ji would not accept any favors.

After a night, although Zhong Ling was still angry, he still gave the antidote to miao poison.

When he got on the road again, Zhao Ji did not car with Duan Zhengchun, but sat on the frame arranged for the mission. As for Zhong Ling, he and the maid sent by Duan Zhengchun were arranged in another car. Although Zhao Ji felt a little bad, he did not expect that after Zhong Ling's background would be clear, he would induce Duan Zhengchun to rush to Bianliang City to have a sue with him. Although it has been misunderstood now, he should try to avoid suspicion.

There was a strange addition to the mission, and the other envoys from the Song Dynasty were not dissatisfied with it. This was a thank you for Cai Jing to explain it to them. In any case, it was a good thing to continue on the road calmly.

Although Qiao Feng was curious, he didn't ask much. The incident he encountered in the goods hamlet that day made him still scared.

The journey southward was no longer full of trouble. If there was anything, it was that the tribes in Dali who learned that the Song envoys came south and flocked to them. Although the purpose was difficult to infer, the welcome to the envoys of the Song Dynasty was beyond words. Such a lively scene inevitably made Gao Shengtai, who had a different embrace, feel a little unpleasant, but he was helpless. The court of the Dali Kingdom did not have strong constraints on the tribes in the territory, and he did not dare to offend the public and refuse these tribes to come to pay homage to the envoys of the Song Dynasty. As for Duan Zhengchun, he was a little happy in his heart, and he did not expect that the envoys of the Song Dynasty were so popular. It seemed that it was necessary to discuss with the emperor to deepen their exchanges with the Song Dynasty with the emperor, which was a good strategy to check and balance the Gao family.

After traveling south for more than ten days, the group finally arrived at Dali City.

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Chapter completed!