Rebirth: Traveling To Ancient Times As A Companion Reading Chapter 42

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As Lou Ling said, the news soon spread to the court that the emperor was going to hold a celebration banquet for the Marquis of Zhenbei who had returned from successfully pacifying the war in Northern Xinjiang.

When he heard the news, Joey was still struggling to break an orange in Baixiangyuan.

Lou Ling sat opposite, and there was a stove in the middle.

“Ah? What did you say?” Joey was so hot that he screamed. When he heard Chu Louling speak, he didn’t hear clearly and looked up in confusion, “What’s wrong with Marquis Zhenbei?”

Seeing Joey raising his face stained with orange juice and looking confused, Lou Ling had no choice but to take out a clean towel and handed it to Joey, “Wipe your face first.”

“Oh. Thank you.” Joey was not polite, holding a handkerchief and handing Lou Ling another warmed orange, “It’s very sweet, here’s one for you.”

Lou Ling looked at Joey’s dark sleeves that were rubbed by the stove with some words, but he still didn’t take the orange from Joey.

Seeing that Lou Ling refused to take it away, Joey also noticed his cuffs that were stained by the stove at this moment. He retracted his hand speechlessly, “Tch, if you don’t want to take it, just say so. I’ve been holding out my hand for so long.”

Lou Ling took back the hand he was about to extend.

Joey didn’t see it, so he turned around and shouted to the black cat who was still playing in the snow outside: “Black Cat! Come here and give you something delicious to eat.”

As the end of October approaches, the weather in Beijing is getting colder and colder. The first snow of the year just fell a few days ago.

It happened to be Taixue’s holiday, so Joey took Lou Ling to the pavilion to warm up by the fire and enjoy the snow scenery.

Maybe it’s because the demon’s recovery ability is relatively strong. It has only been a month, but Hei Pa’s legs are almost in good condition. Although it is still limping a little, it does not prevent it from rolling around in the snow at all.

Hearing Joey’s shout, Hei Pa jumped into Joey’s arms covered in snow from outside the pavilion.

“Is it fun?” While Joey was cleaning the snow off Hei Pa’s body, he took the warm orange that he had just peeled and put it to Hei Pa’s mouth, “Eat it, it’s very sweet.”

“Meow.”

Black Pa bit off the fruit pulp in Joey’s hand, raised his tail with satisfaction, and rubbed Joey’s hand.

“It’s delicious. I’ll peel it for you.” Joey casually picked up the orange he just handed to Lou Ling. As he was doing it, he raised his head and asked: “By the way, what did you just say?”

Lou Ling watched as the orange that was supposed to belong to him was peeled off and stuffed into Hei Pa’s mouth.He quietly looked at the coquettish black cat nestled in Joey’s arms without saying a word.

Following Lou Ling’s eyes, Joey thought Lou Ling thought the oranges were dirty. He picked up the towel on the side and wiped them, “Hey… just wipe them if they are dirty. You are not the one eating them anyway. Just pretend you can’t see them.”

“The emperor decided to hold a celebration banquet for Zhenbei Hou at Qilu Lake, and by the way, he also organized this year’s winter hunt.” Lou Ling withdrew his eyes, casually picked up an orange on the stove, and said, “So this winter hunt will start relatively early, and we will set off in two days.”

He heard Lou Ling mention this before, so Joey wasn’t surprised. What surprised him was that the time to go to Qilu Lake was actually two days later.

“Are you in such a hurry?” Joey gave Hei Pa the orange in his hand and said, “But my mother and your mother will return to the capital in seven days.”

Because of the snow, many roads are difficult to walk, so Qiao Yunlan and Lou Mengli will arrive in Beijing later.

Joey thought that Qiao Yunlan and the two would catch up, but he really didn’t expect that the celebration banquet would come so quickly.

Lou Ling: “What’s wrong? You don’t want to go?”

Joey turned around: “Can I not go?”

Lou Ling: “No.”

Joey looked away instantly, “Then what did you say.”

“Zhang Wujing is dead.” Lou Ling said nonchalantly.

Like a reflex after being pricked by a needle, Joey turned his head back with a snap, “What?!”

Lou Ling handed the orange he had just peeled to Joey.

Joey lowered his head. After hesitating for a second, he quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he raised his head and continued to ask: “What do you…um…mean? Say…be clear.”

Like a hamster, with his mouth bulging full of oranges, Joey couldn’t even speak smoothly.

Lou Ling didn’t rush to answer, but pinched Joey’s bulging cheeks.

Joey sat and let Lou Ling move.

Ever since the last time he tried to run away and was caught by Lou Ling, Joey found that Lou Ling’s tolerance for him had skyrocketed, and she would also do some little tricks to him from time to time, and he was used to it.

“Have you finished squeezing it?” After chewing the orange and swallowing it hard, Joey asked again: “After squeezing it, can you tell me clearly what happened when Zhang Wujing died?”

“Literally, it means dead.” Lou Ling’s hand was still on Joey’s fair face, and he continued to squeeze it.

Joey slapped Lou Ling’s hand away, put the black handkerchief out to play, and moved his stool to Lou Ling’s side, saying, “Of course I know what ‘dead’ means. What I want to ask is, was it you who did his death?”

Lou Ling glanced at Joey, “Do you think I did it?”

Joey: “Nonsense! I can’t think of anyone else besides you.”

“I’m sorry, it’s really not me who disappoints you,” Lou Ling said.

Joey was surprised, “If it’s not you, who is that?”

Lou Ling calmly picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip of hot tea, “How would I know?”

Joey: “How could you not know?”

Lou Ling laughed when he heard Joey’s obviously disbelieving tone, “Why are you so sure that Zhang Wujing’s death must be my fault?”

Joey curled his lips and said unconvinced: “Isn’t that what you said last time?”

Lou Ling: “Zhang Wujing was found dead in the alley next to Liufeng Pavilion on Chuantang Street three days ago. He was still naked when he died, and his face was disfigured. The death was so tragic that even Zhang Qiliang had difficulty recognizing that it was his son when he went to Dali Temple to identify the body. Do you think if it were me, I would do this? Besides, don’t you know where I was three days ago?”

Joey knew it, and he knew it all too well.

Ever since he knew that he was going to participate in the winter hunt, Joey had been pulling Lou Ling to teach him archery these days in order to practice riding and shooting. At least he knew a little bit about the skills, so he didn’t understand everything anymore.

So Joey knew that Lou Ling really didn’t have time to do other things these days. After all, dealing with him alone was already tiring enough.

“It’s not you…” Joey seemed a little disappointed, “I thought…”

Lou Ling looked at Joey’s turned face and asked, “What do you think?”

“It’s nothing.” Joey didn’t want a bad person to ruin his good mood today. He stood up and pulled Lou Ling, “You teach me archery skills again. I always feel that something is wrong, but I can’t find it myself.”

Lou Ling followed Joey’s strength and stood up.

Two figures, one black and one white, left the pavilion.

The black cat, who was still rolling around in the snow, immediately followed after seeing this, rushed to the feet of the white figure, and jumped on top of the white figure.

Joey caught the black handkerchief immediately, “You are quite strong.”

Lou Ling glanced at Black Cat and said nothing.

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