V1.Chapter 33

Yu Wan hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, and she was so comfortable that she actually started dreaming, which was really a rare thing.

However, her dream was a little strange.

She dreamed that she was lying on the soft sandy beach, basking in the sun comfortably, but suddenly a little wild boar came out of nowhere and bit her finger when she opened her mouth.

She couldn't draw it out for a long time, so she raised her other hand and slapped the little wild boar away...

Inside the dark carriage, the translucent tulle covered the clear brilliance of the night pearl.

The atmosphere was icy cold to the extreme, and even breathing seemed to be filled with a hint of cold air.

Yan Jiuchao sat on the messy soft slump, with a big bag on his forehead, a big slap print left on his right face, and his face was ashen.

Uncle Wan sat next to him, not daring to let out the air.

Who would have expected the young master of Yancheng, who had never been touched by a single hair, to be given to him by a little village girl...

"Cough!" Uncle Wan covered his mouth with his fist and whispered, "Who told you to be frivolous?"

You don't want so many women sent by the princess, you have to be frivolous with a village girl, young master, isn't your taste a bit heavy...

Of course, this is not the most surprising, the most surprising is how the young master didn't kill her...

Yan Jiuchao's face was extremely ugly.

The little snow fox on the side hugged the small altar that smelled of meat, and fell asleep with drooling.

Yan Jiuchao pinched it up recklessly, shaking it three times and two times to wake up!

Xiao Xuehu held the small tuft of fur on the top of his head, and opened his eyes sleepily, with a confused look on his face.

Young Master Yan: "Don't sleep."

Little Snow Fox: Baby is going to sleep!

One person and one fox got on the stick.

Uncle Wan was afraid that the next person to be affected would be him, so he quickly stood up and said to Yan Jiuchao, "I see that Erxue has stopped outside, and I can hurry. Why don't you enter the capital earlier."

The real reason is that it is inappropriate for the young master to go out to meet people with this honor, and it will damage his image of being aloof, so he should keep it in the carriage!

Uncle Wan went back to the room, paid for the dishes he instructed the kitchen to make, and picked out a few light and chic dishes to take away.

Looking at the carriage that turned around and left the inn, the uncle in the attic showed a puzzled look.

"What's wrong with you, uncle?" The young man just went to see the sweaty horse that was cured by the little village girl, and when he returned to the house, he saw his uncle staring at the night in a daze.

It wasn't until the carriage disappeared into the night that the shadow brought by that terrifying man seemed to finally disperse from his head, and he retrieved his own voice: "Damn it, it didn't die, it didn't stay there... how could it be? so?"

"Uncle, what did you say?" The little boy didn't understand.

"Ah, it's nothing." Uncle came back to his senses and looked at the young boy up and down, it was a lost and found look, as if he couldn't see enough.

"Uncle, why are you looking at me like this?" The little boy tilted his head in confusion.

"I haven't seen you for a long time..." A thin layer of dampness filled my uncle's eyes.

"Haven't I been with my uncle all the time?" The little boy didn't notice the strangeness of his uncle.

His father and mother died early, and his uncle raised him. Wherever the uncle went, he would go there, even when his uncle returned to Beijing to resume his job!

"Do you still want to live in the upper room?" Uncle changed the topic.

The little boy instantly put his uncle's weirdness behind him, folded his arms, nodded his head like a slap in the face, and said, "Think, this room is too cold! I'm shaking! Wait, we can live in the room? Didn't you just say it's impossible?"

"It's all right now," said the uncle.

"Why?" the little boy asked.

The uncle smiled and touched his tender little head, but didn't answer him again.

...

Yu Wan woke up in a turbulence. When she opened her eyes, she first saw a dim yellow lantern, and then through the weak light, she could see her condition clearly. She was lying in a car that was many times more tattered than before. Inside the carriage, Yu Feng was dozing off and sitting beside him, his head bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.

She wondered.

How can I sleep, the carriage has been changed?

She propped up and sat up.

crunch--

The boards under him that had been in disrepair rattled.

"Ah!"

It was so cold in the car that she sneezed unexpectedly.

Yu Feng shivered, opened his eyes, and turned to look at her: "Are you awake?"

"En." Yu Wan rubbed her sore arm, "Brother, why did our carriage change?"

Yu Feng glared at her in disgust: "It wasn't that the carriage was changed, it was you who just got on the wrong train!"

Yu Feng finished his work with Wang Yi, and rented a carriage to return to the courtyard, but found that Yu Wan was missing. He searched inside and out, and almost turned the station over, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Don't be kidnapped by kidnappers, right?"

Yu Feng's face turned pale with fright.

There are people coming and going at the inn, and the eyes are mixed. My sister, don't really have an accident.

Just as he was about to report to the office, a middle-aged man in his forties came over and asked if he was looking for someone? A little village girl of sixteen or seventeen?

Only then did he learn that his sister fell asleep on the carriage.

"I'm outside the carriage, and you won't wake up no matter how I tell you."

The middle-aged man asked Wang Yi to find two servants and carried Yu Wan back to the carriage he rented.

Although Yu Feng had never seen anything in the world, it could be seen that the envoy Wang Yi treated the people in the carriage more respectfully than the people in the Zhenbei General's Mansion.

"It's rare that people don't care." Yu Feng said, and glanced at Yu Wan, "You even pulled their quilt down!"

"Huh?" Yu Wan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was really wrapped in a light and thin quilt.

Yu Feng had no face to recall the situation at that time. The servant girl was sweating profusely, but she couldn't pull it out of her hands. The middle-aged men laughed.

Finally, the middle-aged man asked his sister to take the quilt away.

My sister rolled the quilt over her body on the spot——

You said you fell asleep and knew how to roll the quilt...

Yu Fengzhen: "..."

"Where's my jar, eldest brother?" Yu Wan suddenly couldn't find her jar.

Yu Feng thought for a while and said, "Maybe it fell on someone's car, I forgot about it at the time."

Yu Wan sighed: "There are still half of the fried meatballs in the jar. I was going to have a meatball with you tonight... Now it's alright, it's all gone."

Yu Feng covered his heart and breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

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Old Yu! Here comes your daughter with meatballs!

Father Yu: The meatballs that my daughter fried, I would eat them even if I cried! (*>﹏<*)