At the entrance of Yunlan Villa, the bullock cart turned around and left, and the vehicles stagnant at the entrance began to move again.

The maid in charge sent Wang Yueyue in, glanced at her, turned around and came not far in front of Huang Meimei, and reminded loudly: "Girl, your invitation is wrong. Please give way, leave quickly, and let other vehicles pass."

Come in."

Huang Meimei was so ashamed that she turned around in a panic, stepped on the small stick and climbed onto the carriage.

Unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he fell down, hitting his forehead on the pillar of the carriage.

She shouted loudly and grabbed the shaft of the car with her hands and feet. In a panic, the veil ties tied behind her ears fell off.

On one cheek, the purple palm print has not faded away, and the bruises are shocking.

"Quick, look, what's wrong with her face?" A child's crisp voice suddenly came up.

Huang Meimei felt that all the eyes around her were falling on her face, and tears burst out of her eyes.

She hurriedly pulled the veil to cover her face, ignoring the pain in her forehead, and got into the car as if she was running away.

The maid on the side urged the coachman, "Hurry up."

The carriage turned around and galloped away into the distance as if running away.

Geng Zhong drove the carriage slowly towards Yunlan Villa.

The terrain of Yunlan Villa is a natural basin structure. The gate is slightly closer to the mountainside. After entering, all the way down, the main body of the entire villa is in the mountain nest.

As the carriage climbed up the rock, Xia Qianqian couldn't help but remind her, "Let's go slower, don't hurt my bottle."

"Don't worry!" Geng Zhong drove his car steadily and slowly, shouting: "We'll be there just after we turn this corner."

While talking, a luxurious carriage came running towards me.

The coachman drove very fast, and when two carriages passed each other, the carriage suddenly approached the Qingzheng carriage, and the wheels of the two carriages were about to rub together.

Geng Zhong looked cold, and swung the whip in his hand, hitting the opponent on the buttocks.

The horse was frightened, neighed loudly, kicked off its hooves and ran away.

In the carriage, the other female relatives were startled, and Li Yunniang even held Yuanbao in her arms.

Xia Qianqian lifted the car curtain to check, "What's going on?"

Geng Zhong was calm and calm, holding the riding crop in one hand and the reins at the same time, "I don't know whose coachman is not good at driving, so he is running rampant."

"Let's be careful, there are children in the car."

"Don't worry."

The Qing tent carriage continues to move forward.

The frightened carriage ran wildly and almost hit other oncoming carriages. Every time it approached, it was driven away by the guards on horseback.

Running and being driven all the way, the horse became more and more crazy.

In the carriage, Huang Meimei grabbed the carriage wall with both hands and screamed in fear, the gauze scarf on her face was completely torn off.

Her face was pale and white, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The maid next to her was lying on her side, stuck in the car door, and she was so frightened that she could only gasp.

"Ma San, do you know how to drive? Stop."

Ma San also wanted the carriage to stop, but now they were going downhill.

It was not easy to control the speed on the downhill road. In addition, the horse was frightened and did not obey his command at all. There was nothing he could do.

With a "boom" sound, the speeding wheels rolled over a stone, and the car suddenly tilted and turned over.

Huang Meimei in the carriage felt like the world was spinning, she screamed in fright, and her mind went blank.

When she came to her senses, Ma San, whose face was covered with blood, opened the curtain of the car and pulled her out while asking anxiously: "Miss, how are you?"

Huang Meimei's brain has lost the ability to judge.

She was pulled out of the carriage and looked at the sky with dull eyes. A figure flashed before her eyes, and she seemed to see Ren Yuanyuan's face.

"Ren Yuanyuan, the invitation I bought is fake, but hers is real."

Her mind seemed unclear, and she babbled and emphasized, "She's in, but I can't get in. Be careful, you must be careful."

She rolled her eyes, frightened and frightened, and she fainted.

The maid held her in her arms and cried bitterly, and the groom beside her was also frightened out of her mind.

Ren Yuanyuan stared at the person on the ground, looking at the blood on her face, and a feeling of disgust rose in her heart.

"How could her invitation be fake?"

The maid cried and said: "Miss wanted to go to the Yunlan Flower Festival so much, so she went to the black market to buy it."

"Who does your lady say she is?"

"It's her classmate Wang Yueyue. She has an invitation and has gone in." The maid said helplessly: "Miss Ren, please help my young lady and send her to Jiangcheng to seek medical treatment quickly."

Ren Yuanyuan looked cold and emotionless.

In the carriage, mother's greeting came from the carriage, "Yuanyuan, please hurry up, Mrs. E doesn't like people being late the most."

"Oh!" Ren Yuanyuan turned around and got in the car.

After all, she and Huang Meimei were classmates, and she couldn't bear the criticism from others, so she ordered the guards on the side, "Please help turn the carriage over and help the driver to re-hitch the horse.""

All this is the maximum she can do for her.

Two guards received the order and went to help.

The carriage Ren Yuanyuan was riding in quickly left without any delay.

The formation of horse-drawn carriages heading to Yunlan Villa has returned to its previous neatness.

The Qingzheng carriage moved forward for a certain distance. Outside the carriage, Geng Zhong was heard greeting him enthusiastically, "Uncle Wang, you are back."

"Yes, I sent Miss Wang and the milk in."

Xia Qianqian lifted the car curtain again, "Did Wang Yueyue get in successfully?"

"We're in." Uncle Wang nodded repeatedly, "Hurry up, I wish you a prosperous business today."

Li Yunniang also exchanged greetings with Uncle Wang through the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage quickly continued to move forward.

When the group arrived at the gate of Yunlan Villa, the steward maid came to greet them, "Madams and ladies, could you please show me your invitations?"

Xia Qianqian gave her invitation to Wang Yueyue, so they had one less invitation.

She wanted to take out the small wooden sign from the stall as her proof of entry.

Unexpectedly, when several people were about to get the invitation, Geng Zhong took out a token from his sleeve and handed it over, "See clearly."

The maid in charge was dumbfounded when she saw the golden token. When she came back to her senses, her expression became more respectful, "Everyone, please come in."

She turned around and ordered the boy at the door: "Open the door fully and welcome the distinguished guests."

Turning around, she bowed respectfully and said: "The entrance to the villa is too far from the back hall. This young master can drive in directly."

"Rumble," the heavy mahogany door was opened, horses hooves burst, and the green tent carriage slowly entered, and then the door slowly closed again.

Behind, a young man who came to the banquet hurriedly rode forward and said, "Girl in charge, please open the door, and we will ride in directly."

The face of the maid in charge was as usual, "I'm sorry, young master, Yunlan Villa is the eldest princess's manor. Even if the general is here personally, he still needs to get off his horse and walk in."
Chapter completed!