Shattered Glass (Shang Li) - Chapter 10

The carriage creaked slowly on the yellow sandy road. After driving for most of the day, Jiang Liu was tired and sleepy. It was too bumpy. It was too hard to sleep, so he was extremely tired.

“Gege, who are you going to see?” She complained a little bit of Miri, who was silent and leaned aside, turned pale but did not say a word. Just coming back from the paddock, Gege didn’t have a good rest, and she had to rush to Xiaoling early in the morning. She thought it was a bad job to wait for Gege to travel, but she didn’t expect to suffer so much!

“An older brother.” Mei Li’s eyes were erratic.

“Oh -” Jiang Liu nodded, relatives? Grid was kept in the cold palace for such a long time and could not see any relatives. It was natural for him to rush to visit him when he came out.

Even if I try to speed up as much as possible, it still took two days to reach the destination. After a long bumpy journey, Mei Li felt sore and weak all over. She supported the carriage and looked at this desolate and quiet scene. There was still work in progress not far away, and the sound of rock-digging and piling echoed in my ears, and I felt even more bleak and bleak.

Several soldiers standing outside the stone wall looked at her and questioned her. Mei Li quickly winked at Jiang Liu and stuffed them with silver before they agreed to inform her contentedly. Mei Li took a closer look at this courtyard. It was different from the gorgeous buildings in the imperial tomb. The courtyard was built of bluestone, which was strong and simple, and was obviously used for the garrison of the soldiers guarding the tomb.

“Go in, go in, Lord Baylor will let you in.” A soldier came out of the second door, staring at her ambiguously, and smiling happily.

Mei Li didn’t have time to take care of this, and quickly walked into the inner courtyard.

Soldiers on duty along the way gave her directions. She was led into a house in the corner of the compound. As soon as she approached the door of Xiaocaoyuan, she saw Chengyi sitting under the tree. He heard the footsteps, still sitting leaning against the tree trunk, just turned his eyes and glanced at her carelessly.

“Brother Chengyi!” She stunned after yelling, not knowing how she recognized him as the handsome and energetic Lord Belle two years ago.

Cheng Yi looked at her with no expression, no words, neither sad nor surprised.

Mei Li’s eyes were stinging, and his arrow shot and killed sister Zi Qing, why not also shot himself.

She took a deep breath, not allowing herself to show sadness and compassion. She was sure that the tears that had flowed into her eyes had receded, so she gently walked to him and sat down, and talked homely, saying, “Brother Chengyi, I was released. Now, come and see you.”

Jiang Liu was afraid of this thin and cold man. Although he was so beautiful, the lifelessness he exuded made her creepy. She rushed to the door, not daring to approach.

Cheng Yi nodded, finally showing something.

“Is there any water? I’m thirsty all the way.” Mei Li forced a smile.

“In the room.” Cheng Yi glanced at it.

Miri got up and walked into his room. The furnishings of the rooms are simple and rudimentary, and they are too neatly arranged, as if no one has ever lived here.

The tea set was placed on the table near the bed. When she went to pour the water, she inadvertently glanced at the bed and found that the bedding was extremely thin. She couldn’t help but walked over and touched it. As she expected, the sheets were neat and tidy but accumulated. It’s damp, obviously it hasn’t been exposed for a long time. Those who are stationed here are all big men. Brother Chengyi has lost his power again. Even if someone serves to clean, he won’t be too dedicated.

This situation… She understands it too well.

He quickly called Jiang Liu to drink a few sips of water, and sent her to ask for a long rope from the soldiers outside. Taking advantage of the warm noon sun, he quickly dried the bedding for Brother Chengyi. The taste of the damp quilt covering her body… Now she felt chills when she thought of it.

Cheng Yi stared at the two girls coming and going in his room, drying the bedding one by one. Although he frowned in disapproval, he didn’t say anything.

Jiang Liu was busy for a while and was too tired. Mei Li asked Cheng Yi and arranged her to rest in the small wing. She found a wooden stick in the yard and gently tapped the cotton bedding pads on the rope one by one, which not only patted the dust, but also made the cotton more fluffy and soft.

Cheng Yi looked at her silently, with light pity flashing in his eyes, how she became like this…he knew. How dare and self-willed, like her, survived such a long time?

“Master, walk well, be careful of the steps!” An attentive voice sounded at the gate of the yard, which was especially clear in the silent afternoon.

Mei Li raised her head and saw a middle-aged man who seemed to be the boss bowed and led Jing Xuan in. She stopped her hand in a daze, he was also looking at her coldly, Mei Li lowered her eyes, blessed her body, and continued to slap the bedding.

God always loves to make jokes with her, what can she do besides letting it go?

“The emperor asked me to take you to Fengtai Camp.” She heard Jing Xuan say to Cheng Yi.

“Okay.” Cheng Yi was silent for a while before agreeing, and he slowly stood up. “It’s going to go to war?” His tone did not fluctuate, was neither excited nor curious. The battle with Dzungar was inevitable, it was just a matter of time.

“It shouldn’t be in the near future, but formal preparations must begin.” Jing Xuan seemed a little irritable.

“Water!” He commanded in a cold voice, although Mei Li was facing her back, she knew that this was addressed to her.

She nodded, indicating that she had heard it. She walked back to the room and poured two glasses of water out. All morning, Brother Chengyi sat there in a daze, basking in the sun, and should be thirsty.

There was no tray in the room. She walked out cautiously with a tea cup in one hand, first handed a cup to Cheng Yi, and freed her hand to hold it to Jing Xuan with both hands. It seemed that she was extraordinarily respectful, but in fact she was very close.

Cheng Yi frowned quickly as she saw it, Mei Li… finally gave up.

Jing Xuan took the tea cup with a cold face, and drank it in one gulp.

Mei Li smiled and asked, “Are you still drinking?” She was polite but indifferent.

Jing Xuan didn’t answer, and threw the tea cup back to her.

Mei Li didn’t blame him for his rudeness, so she waited quietly for Cheng Yi to finish drinking the water, took the cups together, brought them to the well platform, skillfully filled a bucket of water, and cleaned them carefully. They were whispering about political affairs. She didn’t want to listen, washed the cups, and threw Cheng Yi behind the door when she had no job to find work. The soldiers took out the change of clothes that the soldiers could not take away for washing.

She carefully flattened the clothes and dried them on the long rope so that they would be smooth after they were dry. Wiping the fine sweat from her forehead, she turned around inadvertently and found that the two men had stopped talking long ago, and both looked at her thoughtfully.

She was embarrassed at first, and then smiled indifferently. They didn’t expect her to do such a job, right? Life taught her more than they thought! In the cold palace, she would even be reluctant to finish a job at once, and she would cherish anything that could help her kill her time. In summer, she would be boring to wash the sheets the next day, and her bedding was almost broken by her.

In fact, she hadn’t seen Chengyi for two years, and it was strange to wash his clothes for him without looking outside, but when she saw the pile of clothes, she habitually picked it up and washed it. She was still very at ease, and she had something to do.

Jing Xuan’s two entourage walked into the yard, “Master, what do you want to use for dinner, the minions should make preparations early. There is nothing in the barren store here.”

Jing Xuan was a little impatient, “Whatever you want to eat, leave early tomorrow morning, and you don’t have to stir up the crowd.”

The entourage bowed his head and stood outside the courtyard waiting for dispatch. It was late in the evening when the horn for dinner was blown in the camp, Jiang Liu also slept out to help the soldiers who brought meals to arrange meals.

Jing Xuan’s guards frowned and looked at the crude food on the stone table. They were very embarrassed, exchanged glances, and one of them walked out quickly.

Mei Li sat down next to Chengyi, three dishes and one soup, although rough, enough to eat, at least better than her food in An Ning Temple. He… naturally can’t swallow, but she has long been accustomed to such rough tea and light rice. She picked up the bowl and chopsticks and gave Cheng Yi a bowl of rice. Jing Xuan… will have his meals, haven’t his servants already gone to Zhang Luo to prepare.

“What are you doing?” Jing Xuan suddenly shouted coldly.

Mei Li shook, but found that he was staring at Jiang Liu, who was sullen, “Are you the master, or is she the master?!” Jiang Liu cried in fear with her majestic and cold tone.

“Gege… let me do it…” Jiang Liu hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks in her hand, choked up and cried out for help.

Mei Li smiled bitterly apologetically. She was used to doing it herself, but in his opinion, she was deceived by others. What he and she saw… never the same thing.

“Also give me a bowl!” He ordered Jiang Liu to move, and the little girl’s guts had been scared by him.

Chengyi picked up a piece of scrambled eggs and placed it in a Meili bowl. Meili smiled at him, and each ate silently. After staying alone for a long time, she was naturally silent when she ate.

Jing Xuan picked up a piece of greens, and didn’t cut it at all. It was fried, more like cooked. He put it in his mouth, there was no smell, and he frowned. Cheng Yi… and her, have you eaten this kind of food in the past two years? He calmly looked at the two opposite people who didn’t find the food unpalatable, and couldn’t say anything in his heart.

Jing Xuan’s entourage asked two soldiers to come back with trays. One tray contained meals specially made for him. Although the style was monotonous, it was obviously heart-warming and flavorful, and there was a bowl of braised elbows. On the other plate were two jars of wine. Chengyi threw down the bowl and chopsticks, picked up one jar and poured it.

Mei Li also put down the bowl and said politely: “I’m done.” Then she got up and went to collect the hanging bedding.

Jiang Liu glanced at the newly uninterested food on the stone table, wanted to eat it, but was frightened by Jing Xuan’s freezing face. He suddenly fell off the bowl, Jiang Liu jumped up from the stool in fright, and ran to Mei Li wishing to hide under her skirt. Mei Li smiled comfortingly at her and shook her head as she took the quilt, obviously not affected by Jing Xuan’s inexplicable anger.

“Take it! Withdraw!” He suddenly sternly shouted at his entourage, “You guys too!”

The hot faces of the two entourages pressed their cold buttocks, and tremblingly urged the soldiers, who had already shivered into a ball, to quickly withdraw their food.

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