Zhang Ruimei suddenly took out a thorn from her boot, and rushed backwards.
When Ding Ding saw it, he was dumbstruck, "Wait …"
She should not hurt the Prince and the others by mistake.
Ding Ding immediately chased after him, only to see Zhang Ruimei standing there in a daze, tightly holding onto the Emei Thorn.
"You know martial arts?" Ding Ding was truly very surprised.
Zhang Ruimei laughed awkwardly, "Is Your Highness testing me?"
All of this was an instinctive reaction. She embarrassedly stuffed the thorn back into her boot.
Seeing that Ding Ding was still looking, she took it out and handed it over to him.
"It's only for self-defense. Take it, Your Highness." Although she was actually reluctant to part with it in her heart.
Ding Ding waved his hand, "Since it's Miss's defensive weapon, how can you give it to me?"
Zhang Ruimei bit her lips as she looked at Ding Ding. "You royal sons, aren't you afraid of being assassinated the most?"
Ding Ding was startled, and asked: "Who told you that?"
Zhang Ruimei muttered, "Everyone says so."
In any case, in the eyes of these people, the civil officials were all scholars with no power. They only knew how to talk.
There was no place for him to hide. Presumably, the Duke and concubine had climbed out of the window already.
Hearing Zhang Ruimei's words, Ding Ding explained, "You cannot completely believe the rumors."
Zhang Ruimei curled her lips.
"Your highness's teachings are correct." People always say how handsome and dashing the prince was, but when she looked at him, he couldn't compare to his father.
Zhang Ruimei was very curious about Li Hao.
Her father, having taken a fancy to her mother, immediately dragged her back from the red tent.
This prince was also like that. After liking the domestic prostitute, he actually begged the Emperor to bestow the domestic prostitute with the title of concubine, and for the sake of the domestic prostitute, he even rejected's request.
"Your Highness, the woman you like, is she more beautiful than Princess Ming Xia?"
Zhang Ruimei asked.
Ding Ding laughed bitterly, "Miss Zhang, why did you ask back?"
Zhang Ruimei disapproved, "That's because I asked, and the Prince did not answer."
How was he supposed to answer that? He's not a prince.
Ding Ding opened his mouth, "Miss should understand."
Zhang Ruimei sighed, "I think she must be very beautiful, but besides being beautiful, she must have other things that attract the king, since there are so many beauties in this world, but I really can't think of anything the king likes from her, or any other family background, and that she can't give to him, could it be that it's because she has nothing, that he likes her? In this world, there are so many people who have nothing, and I haven't even seen the King like them. "
Ding Ding vaguely replied.
Zhang Ruimei glanced at Ding Ding, and summoned up the courage to say: "Perhaps, this prince only wants to find a lowly person, because this prince does not want that person to interfere in his own life."
If he were to find an important girl, he would have to weigh the pros and cons. He couldn't do as he pleased.
"Whatever you say is fine." Ding Ding laughed bitterly.
If His Highness knew what he was talking about behind his back and still didn't know how to punish him with his narrow-mindedness, it would be better for him to speak less.
But then again, the Prince and the others were actually able to climb up the windows.
At this time, the Duke, who was being thought of by Ding Ding, was carefully supporting Du Jinse.
"Mo Mo, how are you? Are you alright? "
Du Jinse shook her head.
"What sort of world is this? We actually have to avoid her?"
Li Hao retorted.
Du Jinse looked at Li Hao speechlessly, "That's because the prince doesn't want to see the young miss, so he managed to break your scheme."
Hearing that, Li Hao glared at Du Jinse, "How can I call it a scheme? At most, I'll call it a golden cicada getting out of its shell."
Du Jinse pursed her lips and laughed, "It was Li Dumpling."
"Who cares what it is, I is happy and free."
Just tell Ding Ding to pester that whatever Miss Zhang.
He didn't even bother to reply in a perfunctory manner.
"Since the Prince has already come out, then let's go take a look at the guards." Du Jinse suggested.
Li Hao nodded. These guards had been following him since young, and because they were Death Soldiers, in order to prevent marriage and have children, they had their weakness. That was why many people chose to live alone.
In the past, Li Hao didn't think much of it. However, after he had his beloved person, he was also willing to consider things from the perspective of these people.
Seeing Li Hao nod his head, Du Jinse took out the human-skinned mask, "I think I should wear it, otherwise it would be very troublesome to explain."
Most importantly, Du Jinse did not want everyone to think that Li Hao suffered all of this because he had her by his side.
This was how the world worked. If one encountered some disaster, they would somehow blame it on the woman.
Although Du Jinse had once gone through trials and tribulations together with the others, she was clear about their inferiority and didn't want to face the tribulations together with them. In the blink of an eye, she pointed at her nose and said that if she hadn't come to the border, they wouldn't have met with such calamities.
Reality was cruel, but she still wanted to have that layer of warmth.
Seeing Li Hao coming over, all the guards s stood up.
Li Hao looked at them one by one, asking about their injuries.
Until the last person, Li Hao stood there silently, "There is still Guard Sun and the Ten Thousand Guards who have followed Chief Zhang into the city."
Someone added.
"Bring me pen and paper." Li Hao instructed.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. When they left, they only picked up important things like paper and pen. It was not important to say it was important, but it wasn't important to say it wasn't.
Seeing that, Du Jinse opened the bag that she had been carrying on her back and took out pen and paper. Not only did she have pen and paper, she even had ink and paper.
Everyone looked at her in surprise. They didn't expect her to carry such a thing.
Du Jinse arranged everything properly, poured some water into the ink stone, and started grinding it silently.
Li Hao looked at Du Jinse deeply, picked up the pen, and wrote down the names of the people who had died.
They thought that since Li Hao was the noble prince, he might not remember their names. However, they never thought that not only did the prince know their names, he even knew the names of the people who died.
Everyone looked at Li Hao, their eyes filled with excitement.
Li Hao picked up the paper and blew the dry ink on it.
"Do any of you know what their wishes are?" Li Hao asked.
Everyone was silent.
After a long time, someone spoke up. "Brother Zhao told me once that he had a daughter …"
Li Hao nodded and memorized it.