In addition to Ji Wushuang, Leng Ye also packed two other people to go with him.

One is the emperor's confidant - the eunuch's table; the other is a person that Ye Yimu is familiar with - the newly promoted official Ye Juntao of the Censorate

When Ye Juntao got on the second carriage, Ye Yimu had a moment of doubt, but it was soon diluted by her calm eyes.

The Censorate is a position among court officials with a civilian position and a right to speak. Ye Juntao's ability to sit in this position shows that Leng Ye's attention to him cannot be underestimated.

The third and fourth carriages are small officials who can't tell their names and maids and chefs who are slightly more qualified. The fifth carriages are naturally daily necessities, luggage, etc.

The carriage quickly left the city and slowly moved towards the direction of Jinxiguo

In the carriage, Tong Qianqian felt very uncomfortable. It was awkward to sit or lean on it, and he always felt uncomfortable. The huge space was so quiet that even the movements of flipping books seemed particularly big.

Looking at him sideways, Ye Yimu was reading a book of the Grand Historian of Jinxi Kingdom with concentration. His mind was completely different from himself, why can others be so calm?

Another glance at Ji Wushuang quietly, even if he closed his eyes and rested, he would still exude an aura that could not be ignored. He was restless and embarrassed, and he was not as embarrassed as he was. Well, this person was also very calm. Tong Qianqian breathed lightly

"Qianqian? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Yimu felt that his eyes were staring at him, and temporarily put down the book and asked. The strangeness was still flashing in his eyes. How could she know that Tong Qianqian wanted to speak but dared not speak at this time, and wanted to let go but did not dare to let go?

With Tong Qianqian's personality, it's already the limit to be able to hold it for so long

"No, I'm fine."

Tong Qianqian opened his mouth in a low voice, and tried to squirm towards Ye Yimu. He always felt that his voice would disturb someone if he was loud.

"Are you sure?" Ye Yimu said suspiciously. "If you feel bored, read books together. These books are pretty good." Ye Yimu pointed to the book placed next to him.

These are what she just read and thought it was pretty good, so she recommended them to Tong Qianqian to relieve boredom. Ye Yimu, who is very focused on the description of the beautiful mountains and rivers in the book, can tell the difference between Tong Qianqian's "boring" and not really bored?

How could she understand how deep is the fear of silence in others? In her opinion, she is just a powerful opponent, how might it exist in others' eyes? How can she suppress her heart when she lives in the same room?··

"No need, Muer. I, I'm fine." Tong Qianqian held his voice and started to speak in a low voice.

"But your face looks a little bad. Are you dying of a carriage?" Ye Yimu's serious look really can't tell at all that she was joking.

I have seen a train that is seasick, airsick, and trains. It is rare to see this carriage. Ye Yimu thought seriously.

"Ah?" Tong Qianqian was speechless

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly seemed to rise a lot. I noticed that there were other gazes, and Ye Yimu and Tong Qianqian turned their heads away.

Ji Wushuang's closed eyes opened at some point, and his smiling eyes were watching the show with relish. The magnitude of the corners of his mouth clearly expressed his good mood at this moment.

"Xiao Muer, it's really cute."

Ji Wushuang spoke with a nice voice, and his eyes stared at Ye Yimu affectionately

Ye Yimu did not respond to Ji Wushuang, and she knew that the man had nothing serious about his mouth. So he turned his head and cared about Tong Qianqian. "Qianqian, are you really okay?"

"I···"

"Miss Tong should just be airtight. It's okay to go outside and take a breather." Ji Wushuang interrupted kindly and kindly.

Ye Yimu looked at Ji Wushuang, and then looked at Tong Qianqian.
Chapter completed!