Chapter - 525 Sword Duels On Mount Hua (8) (1/2)

The letter did not bear any signature, but as soon as he saw it Guo Jing recognized Princess Huazheng's handwriting. He translated the letter for Huang Yaoshi father and daughter, and asked, ”Father-in-law, what do you think?”

Huang Yaoshi answered, ”This place is close to Lin'an, but if we inform the royal government they won't necessarily believe us; even if they did, it will take a long time for them to react. This is an urgent matter; your little red horse is swift. Leave for Xiangyang today. If the garrison commander is willing to cooperate, help him defend the city. If not, kill him and lead the troops and the people to fight the Mongolians. Rong'er and I will wait for you on the Peach Blossom Island.”

Guo Jing asserted his agreement, but Huang Rong's countenance changed. There was nobody who knows her heart better than her father, so Huang Yaoshi smiled and said, ”Very well, Rong'er, you can go too. Come home as soon as you are done; if the government wants to reward you, don't take it.”

Huang Rong was ecstatic, ”That's for sure,” she said.

The young couple took their leave from their father, riding the little red horse heading west. Guo Jing was afraid they would be late; if the Mongolians had already attacked the city, he knew the massacre would be unimaginable; therefore, they continued their journey almost nonstop.

One night they stopped by an inn to spend the night. They were already nearing the two southern roads which linked towards Jiangxi. Guo Jing's mind was occupied with Huazheng's letter; he recalled their childhood together, how he, Huazheng and Toulei played together in the desert. And then his mind wandered to things that happened since until today. His heart was depressed. Huang Rong saw he was staring blankly, lost in thought; she sat by the lamp sewing her clothes.

”Rong'er,” suddenly Guo Jing broke the silence, ”She said she had caused my mother's tragic death that she is ashamed to see me ever again; what did she mean by that?”

”Her father had forced your mother to her death; naturally she felt sorry for that,” Huang Rong reasoned.

”Mmm,” Guo Jing mumbled. Lowering his head he tried to recall the scene surrounding his mother's death. Suddenly he leaped up and slap the table, ”I know! So that's how it is!” Huang Rong was startled that the needle punctured the tip of her finger and a drop of blood came out. She smiled and asked, ”What is it? You made a fuss about nothing; what did you know?”

Guo Jing said, ”When my mother and I opened the Khan's secret order and decided to go back south there was nobody around, yet Khan immediately found out and captured us, mother and son. In the end my mother committed suicide and died. Who reported on us? I have been thinking hard about it. Turned out … turned out it was she.”

Huang Rong shook her head, ”Princess Huazheng loved you very much; it is impossible for her to betray you.”

”She did not mean to,” Guo Jing explained, ”She was outside, accidentally heard everything my mother and I said. She told her father so that Khan would prohibit us from going back home; who would have thought that it ended up in a great tragedy?” Saying thus he sighed and sighed again.

”Because she did that unwittingly, you must go to the west to find her,” Huang Rong said.

Guo Jing disagreed, ”I love her as my sister. She is now with her brother in the west; she has all the honor and riches she deserves; why would I go and seek her?”