Chapter 162: My Sister
Sitting in the carriage of Wuqing Marquis's mansion, He Yunxiao couldn't help but laugh at Nanzhu's wife.
Even though he had received professional training, he couldn't help it.
In a closed space like a carriage, Meng Qingrou and He Yunxiao sat face to face, and their behavior was no different from usual.
Looking at He Yunxiao wanting to laugh but holding back, but couldn't help it, Meng Qingrou said angrily: "Don't laugh. I was just a little nervous just now. If it happens again, it will definitely not be like this."
He Yunxiao couldn't help laughing and said: "Nanzhu, ahem, is Nanzhu really out of the palace for the first time?"
Meng Qingrou said proudly: "Of course not, when Nanzhu was a child, she went to the ancestral tomb with her mother to worship. She also went to Jingcheng Mountain for hunting. And Qingyuan for summer vacation."
He Yunxiao secretly calculated that she remembered it so clearly, and it was probably only these three times that she went out, and they were all taken out by Nanzhu when her mother was alive when she was a child. Nanzhu is now seventeen years old, which means... my goodness, this is not that she has never been out!
He Yunxiao didn't say anything. He waited for the carriage to arrive in the downtown area and watched Nanzhu's wife's reaction.
Meng Qingrou was sitting quietly in the carriage, but when she heard the noise outside, she became a little uneasy.
Her big eyes blinked frequently with curiosity, and her sitting position changed back and forth. Sometimes she put her hands on her legs, sometimes she took her hands to her chest and swung her hair, and sometimes she stopped playing with her hair and used her fingertips to touch the silk cushions on the carriage.
He Yunxiao found it interesting, so he deliberately said, "Nanzhu, I got up early in the morning, so I'll sleep for a while. Wake me up when the carriage stops."
"Yeah."
He Yunxiao held his chin with his hand and pretended to be asleep, but in fact he opened his eyes a little and stared at Nanzhu's wife.
Meng Qingrou saw that He Yunxiao was asleep, and she didn't dare to move at first, then tilted her head and looked at He Yunxiao carefully. She found that he was indeed asleep.
At first, she just twisted her neck and looked around the carriage from all directions, and then she became bolder. She was afraid that He Yunxiao would find out, so she quietly moved her buttocks and moved to various places in the carriage to take a look. She even saw a curious place, not satisfied with just looking, but also touched it with her hands.
The noise from the busy city outside the carriage gradually became louder and louder.
Some people even said that it seemed to come from behind or beside Meng Qingrou.
Meng Qingrou had never seen these before and was very curious. She sat in her original position and confirmed that He Yunxiao was not awake, so she quietly twisted her waist, turned around, and lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.
Her pretty face leaned against the wall of the carriage, and her big eyes quietly observed the outside world through a small slit.
Her first feeling when she looked at the outside world was that it was so bright!
It was like facing the sun directly, and she couldn't open her eyes.
However, her beautiful eyes quickly adapted to the changes in light intensity, and the scenery outside gradually became clear.
The ground of Yinjing City was made of large stones that were worn white. These big stones are next to each other, and the gaps between each one are very small. In some places, the stones are cracked, and the gaps are very large and filled with soil. In places where people don't often walk, green grass will grow in these stone cracks. It's very small, very short, and a little cute.
Then there are houses one after another on the roadside, some are high, some are short, some are made of stone, and some are made of wood. One after another, passing by the car, as if there is no end.
There are also people walking on the roadside. Most of them are men, and a few are women and children. The clothes they wear are very simple, made of linen, without too many patterns. But they look very strong.
Occasionally, there are some beautifully dressed girls who smile happily.
Meng Qingrou leaned against the window, looking at everything outside, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. She felt that such a life was great, everyone was very energetic and happy.
He Yunxiao saw that Nanzhu's wife was fascinated, so he simply stopped pretending to sleep and looked at her openly.
You lean against the window to look at the street view, and the person who takes you to see the street view looks at you in the car.
He Yunxiao looked at Nanzhu's wife's curved eyes and knew that she was very happy. It's a pity that she is wearing a veil now, and her full appearance cannot be seen clearly. Otherwise, He Yunxiao believes that at this moment, Nanzhu, who naturally shows joy, is the most beautiful.
Damn veil, it's fine to prevent villains, but why does it even prevent me, a gentleman?
Seeing the veil, He Yunxiao suddenly thought that it was good to take Nanzhu out and cover her face, but he also had to make up an identity for her, and then when he called her, he couldn't continue to call her Nanzhu, right?
Otherwise, if he met any acquaintances, wouldn't it be exposed directly?
He Yunxiao called softly: "Nanzhu? Nanzhu, stop looking."
Meng Qingrou heard He Yunxiao's voice, her hands trembled, she turned around, and saw that he was awake, she hurriedly said: "I, this, just..."
"Yeah, Nanzhu, listen to me first."
"Oh."
Meng Qingrou secretly looked at He Yunxiao's face, and seeing that he looked normal, she knew that he didn't notice her strange behavior just now, and she felt relieved at that time.
"Nanzhu, we ran away secretly. Although you have been veiled to prevent others from recognizing you, you can't let me call you Princess Nanzhu when we address you normally, right? That would give it away. So I have to make up a fake identity for you, do you understand?"
"Yes."
He Yunxiao continued: "We have to walk on the street openly, so we must not be unrelated men and women, so it's best to be relatives. My He family is sparse, with few relatives, let alone relatives who gave birth to daughters, so it's not easy to pretend. On the contrary, my mother and aunt's family, the Dingguogong Zhang family, is prosperous, with many descendants, and the relationship between relatives is also very complicated. You can just be surnamed Zhang."
Meng Qingrou asked: "Is it General Zhang Xian's 'Zhang'?"
"Um."
Meng Qingrou said happily: "Okay, then Nanzhu's surname will be 'Zhang'."
He Yunxiao smiled and said: "Nanzhu's surname can be anything, as long as Nanzhu's children have my surname."
"You, stinking scoundrel!"
Although wearing a veil, He Yunxiao had seen Nanzhu blush many times. Now, just by imagining, I can automatically imagine what Nanzhu's wife looks like now.
However, this was not the time for joking. He Yunxiao said again: "My mother's brother has a daughter who is about the same age as you and has a very similar name, named 'Zhang Lingrou'. You can use her identity."
"Um."
"Now, I am Nanzhu's cousin, and Nanzhu is my cousin, do you understand?"
"Um."
He Yunxiao cleared his throat. The reason why he deliberately chose the identity of "Zhang Lingrou" was actually a bit selfish.
"Let's try calling each other now. Ahem, Sister Rou? Sister Rou?"
Meng Qingrou blinked and was stunned.
"Your Highness Nanzhu, don't be stunned. I'm calling my cousin, Zhang Lingrou. Please agree and don't reveal your secret. Sister Rou?"
"Oh... um, um."
"You can just call me 'Brother Yunxiao' or 'Brother Xiao' whatever you want."
He Yunxiao urged with great expectation: "Hurry up and scream."
Meng Qingrou held it there for a long time, and finally blinked her eyes and whispered coyly: "Yunxiao...brother."
hiss……
The affectionate name coupled with the sweet but shy voice of Namjoo’s wife...
I was so happy...