A pure heart in a jade pot

Chapter 53

"right."

Ning Jin's expression immediately became somewhat strange.

Author's Note: I have to say, these viruses are really too virulent!!!

The system is barely usable after reinstalling, but the virus is still there, constantly resetting the time to make the antivirus software expire. Sigh... I'll hold on for two more days, then I'll format the hard drive.

Chapter 41

"No, this won't do."

Upon returning from his night patrol, Wu Zichu immediately rejected the plan after hearing about it: "I cannot leave the Prince."

"Alright, alright," Ning Jin said nonchalantly, "Without you, do you think I can't even walk this short distance?"

"But Your Highness, what if something happens to you..."

"Pah, pah, pah! Your prince is a thousand years old, how could anything go wrong? You just need to follow Zhan Zhao and deliver the account books, that will be the greatest achievement."

Mo Yan chuckled and muttered almost inaudibly, "A thousand years, a thousand years, no wonder there's a saying that a thousand-year-old tortoise is a ten-thousand-year-old turtle."

Zhan Zhao was closer to her and had better hearing, so he heard her clearly and quickly suppressed his laughter, turning his face away.

"Your Highness..."

Before Wu Zichu could speak, Mo Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lord Wu, I'm here to guarantee he gets to the capital safely." Her words only made Wu Zichu more worried. If something really happened, how could Mo Yan, with her mediocre skills, possibly protect Ning Jin?

Wu Zichu's brows furrowed even more, but before he could speak, Ning Jin interrupted him: "Alright, Zichu. My mind is made up, so say no more."

He had no choice but to obey, knowing that Ning Jin was always willful and that any further words he could offer would be useless. The group then decided to split into two groups early the next morning, with Zhan Zhao and his party going ahead first. Ning Jin's group would then go to the prefect of Yangzhou to request additional men to accompany them.

After a brief discussion, Ning Jin yawned wearily and said, "We still have to travel tomorrow, so let's all get some rest."

"Please rest, Your Highness. I have something to discuss with Brother Zhan." Zi Chu got up to see Ning Jin out, then looked up and saw that Mo Yan was also about to get up. He quickly said, "Miss Mo, please wait. I have something to say."

Mo Yan sat back down.

"Miss Mo, you will be traveling with the Prince tomorrow. Please be careful and avoid any accidents."

She nodded.

“I have been with the prince since he was a child. He can be short-tempered at times, but he has a very good heart. You should never argue with him and just go along with him.”

She then nodded.

"His Highness has a weak spleen and stomach, so he shouldn't eat too much cold food." Wu Zichu thought for a moment. It was the season for crabs, "especially crabs. Although he loves to eat them, he absolutely cannot eat too many. At most, he can have two."

Mo Yan nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Remember to make sure he wears extra clothes in the morning and evening. If it's absolutely necessary to spend the night in the wild, spread the bundle cloth out on the ground. The oilcloth will help keep out the moisture..."

Mo Yan didn't nod again, but frowned and turned to Zhan Zhao with a puzzled look: "Is this person Prince Ning's wet nurse in disguise?"

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly, naturally not responding. Wu Zichu also knew he had been a bit long-winded, and helplessly looked at Mo Yan with a wry smile. He was truly worried about letting such a young girl be in charge of Ning Jin's safety.

“Sigh, your smile is uglier than your crying.” Mo Yan comforted him. “Don’t worry, I don’t care if your prince gets fat or thin, but you’re delivering the account books for me, so I will make sure your prince is safe and sound. I will protect him even if it costs me my own life.”

Since she had made such a promise, Wu Zichu could only say, "Thank you."

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep." Mo Yan pinched the bridge of her nose; her eyelids were already starting to feel heavy.

Zhan Zhao looked at her, a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he had something to say.

"What, you don't trust me either?"

"no……"

Mo Yan patted his shoulder casually, "You're worried about Miss Bai, aren't you? Don't worry, she's an important witness. Even if you don't say it, I know she absolutely can't be harmed. I'll do everything I can to protect her."

"Don't always think about risking your life. Risking your life won't solve everything," Zhan Zhao said in a deep voice.

"oh……"

Even Wu Zichu could tell that Zhan Zhao's tone was somewhat harsh; he rarely lectured people like this. In the past, Mo Yan would have retorted immediately upon hearing such words. But tonight, she sensed a deep concern beneath his words.

Zhan Zhao stood up, took out silver notes from his bundle, kept only one for himself, and handed the rest to Mo Yan: "Take these, just in case." He didn't know what she might encounter, and besides leaving her more silver, he really didn't know what else to do.

Mo Yan didn't refuse, and took it with a smile, turning it over slightly: "I didn't realize you were so rich."

Zhan Zhao, however, did not joke with her: "Be careful on the road."

"You too, see you in the capital." She waved the silver notes and left without looking back.

Seeing her so relaxed, Zhan Zhao hoped that if she was lucky, nothing would happen and she would arrive in the capital safely.

The next day, before dawn, while Mo Yan, Ning Jin, and the others were still asleep, Zhan Zhao and Wu Zichu set off, their carriage traveling under the stars and moon.

"What? Lord Zhan and the others have already left!" Bai Yingyu woke up early and, upon hearing this, stared wide-eyed at Mo Yan. "How could he leave us here? What are we going to do now?"

"Lost?" Mo Yan frowned. "We're not kittens or puppies, why do you say that?"

"But Lord Zhan once said he would send me to the capital, but now... now how can I..." For some reason, Bai Yingyu felt a sense of panic as soon as Zhan Zhao left.

Mo Yan had already packed her bundle, and even took Bai Yingyu's bundle along with it: "I'm here too, I'll give you the same thing." After saying that, she carried her bundle downstairs to eat, and Bai Yingyu could only follow behind her, feeling sad and forlorn.

When Mo Yan was with Ning Jin and Bai Yingyu, he was basically just a servant. These two were neither strong enough to carry anything, and they had never even hired a carriage, let alone bargained for one.

Since the carriage that Mo Yan had hired yesterday had already been used by Zhan Zhao and his companion, they had to hire another one today. Ning Jin was dressed in coarse cloth, looking like a poor fishmonger, and as soon as the driver held up five fingers, he readily agreed: "Five taels of silver, it's settled."