Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 508 A Considerate Girl

Before he could ascertain Jiang Mo's intentions, Lin Ping dared not make any rash moves and slowed down the army's pace.

As evening approached, when the army was fifty li away from Yingtian Prefecture, Lin Ping once again discovered the stone with the chick pattern drawn on it.

In other words, Jiang Mo really wanted to paint the Vermilion Bird.

"Starting tomorrow, we'll travel a hundred li a day. We must find Jiang Mo and the Lotus Palace as soon as possible," Lin Ping said earnestly.

For months, he had been thinking about Jiang Yunying every moment.

Now that there's finally news, how could he not be excited and anxious?

Moreover, the Lianhu Palace is a powerful force. If this matter drags on for too long, it will be easy to expose their whereabouts. If they are ambushed along the way, they will surely suffer heavy casualties.

"Rest assured, Your Highness, these ten thousand men are all elites; a march of a hundred li will not be a problem," Pang Xingji said, patting his chest.

Putting aside the provisions, these cavalrymen alone could easily travel a hundred miles a day.

In fact, Lin Ping had a rough idea of ​​the location of the Lotus Palace.

One thing is certain: the Lotus Palace must be located in a secluded place deep in the mountains and forests.

Within the territory of Wu Kingdom, there are not many mountains. If you go south from Yingtian Prefecture, the area is even smaller, mostly within Huizhou.

He could even target Huangshan, because Huangshan's main peak is called Lotus Peak.

This was just Lin Ping's guess, and he didn't dare to venture into Huangshan without Jiang Mo's confirmation.

After all, the area around Huangshan is mountainous and not suitable for cavalry to advance, which would greatly reduce their combat effectiveness and make it easy for the enemy to take advantage of the situation.

Lin Ping roughly made a plan: if the target really was Huangshan, the army could arrive within five days, and after that, it would depend on luck.

As night deepened, Lin Ping, feeling somewhat agitated, crawled into his tent.

He couldn't calm down until he rescued Jiang Yunying.

"It's getting chilly tonight, sir, you should get some rest." A gentle voice came from inside the tent.

Lin Ping, who was feeling uneasy, was startled to find Guo Zhiqian making up his bedding.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Ping asked casually.

"It was General Pang who let me in. If you are angry, I will never dare to come in again," Guo Zhiqian replied, feeling both aggrieved and flustered, tears already streaming down her face.

"You've misunderstood. I'm not blaming you for being able to come in, but rather wondering why you came in at all," Lin Ping explained repeatedly.

Because I was in a bad mood, my voice was inevitably a bit loud.

In addition, given his distinguished status, he might not like others entering his room, which is why Guo Zhixi felt she had done something wrong.

"I'm afraid it will get cold at night and no one will make the bed for the adults," Guo Zhixi said softly, her voice choked with emotion.

She observed for a long time that day but couldn't find a second woman.

In other words, Lin Ping didn't bring any maids or servants with him when he went out; he even had to do trivial things like making the bed himself.

He is a high-ranking general of the court, busy with countless affairs of state, and has no time to concern himself with such trivial matters.

Guo Zhixi was destined to be a maidservant, and if these things could help Lin Ping within her capabilities, why not?

“I have hands and feet, I can do these things myself,” Lin Ping explained.

"The master thinks I'm not good enough at my job," Guo Zhixi said, sobbing. Although she came from a poor family, she was not as good at serving people as a maid or servant.

Lin Ping was speechless. He quickly composed himself and explained softly, "It's not that I did a bad job, but I was afraid you would get tired. You are not my maid, so you don't need to do these rough jobs. Even if you were a maid, you wouldn't need to make my bed. You can just wash my clothes and cook for me."

"Oh..." Guo Zhixi responded, nodding as if she understood but not quite.

She always felt that Lin Ping was different from those important figures, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. In short, she felt a warmth in her heart.

After Guo Zhixi left, Lin Ping collapsed onto the bed.

"Huh? It's quite comfortable. I really don't know how this girl made the bed."

Even in the middle of nowhere, Lin Ping slept soundly, let alone lying in a warm bed. He slept soundly until dawn.

"My lord, dinner is ready." Guo Zhixi's sweet voice came from outside the tent.

Lin Ping put on his undergarments, called her inside, and asked curiously, "Where is my robe? Do you know where it went?"

He was just asking casually, since Guo Zhixi had already left when he took off his clothes at night.

"I washed it and dried it by the fire all night. If it has delayed you, please punish me," Guo Zhixi said remorsefully.

"You roasted it over a fire all night? Did you cook the porridge too?" Lin Ping asked curiously, only then noticing that the two dark circles under his eyes made him look as cute as a panda.

"It's all Zhixi's fault for being clumsy and delaying your time, please punish me as you see fit," Guo Zhixi said, kneeling on the ground.

Lin Ping felt a pang of sorrow and quickly helped her up.

"Didn't I tell you last night? You don't need to do these chores," Lin Ping said, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Didn't you say that washing clothes and cooking would be enough? You must think the food isn't good," Guo Zhixi replied tiptoeingly, not daring to look up at Lin Ping.

"That was just an example, something I said offhand." Lin Ping really didn't know how to explain it to her.

“Zhixi thinks what the adults said makes sense,” the little girl replied.

An adult's words are commands, especially those of such a handsome adult.

Let alone washing clothes and cooking, we'd be happy to even have a heated kang bed provided.

"If it's not dry, it's not dry. You can still wear it. Go get it for me," Lin Ping said after finishing his porridge.

Before long, Guo Zhixi presented a brand-new robe to Lin Ping with both hands, which exuded a faint fragrance.

Not to mention the dust from the journey, even the oil stains disappeared completely.

"You went up the mountain overnight to pick soapberries and herbs?" Lin Ping immediately realized.

To remove oil stains, soapberry is indispensable, and its aroma is a blend of at least three kinds of herbs.

But he didn't bring any of these things with him on his march.

Lin Ping finally understood why Guo Zhixi hadn't dried her clothes all night; she must have spent several hours picking soapberries and herbs.

"The moon is very round, and it's not really night yet," Guo Zhixi replied, looking down and hiding her hands behind her back.

"Do you know how dangerous it is for a girl to go up the mountain late at night? What if she encounters wolves or tigers? Show me your hand," Lin Ping reprimanded sternly.

Guo Zhixi clenched her fists tightly, not daring to let Lin Ping see the condition of her palms, but he still managed to pry them open.

"With so many cuts, doesn't it hurt?" Lin Ping asked with concern.

Although he didn't arrange this, it was caused by him after all, so we should at least show some concern.

"It hurt at first, but it doesn't hurt anymore." Guo Zhixi's face was flushed, and she was too shy to say a complete sentence.

"Applying these ointments will make it heal quickly. Remember, never leave alone next time," Lin Ping said earnestly, his words filled with concern.