Chapter 499: Turning around and finally turning back again ten
Turning around, and finally turning back again (10)
Not for anyone, just for Wanqing.
At the moment, Xiao Jing and Du Xufeng, accompanied by a large carriage, drove slowly towards the former Shuanglong City, now Qingcheng, at a turtle speed.
Their speed is really slow, very, very slow.
As long as you see Wanqing's Yinxue following the carriage leisurely, you will know how slow it is.
Because Wanqing can't be tired, let alone endure the bumpy road.
Juexin, on the other hand, would not set off until night. As for why he had to set off late, that was his business.
Let's say that Wan Qing was lying in the carriage, bored.
Just because Juexin said she couldn't be tired and couldn't do anything. Therefore, she was deprived of all actions that might tire her.
For example, making jade carving, which she is best at.
Of course it doesn't work.
Okay, carving jade does require a lot of wrist strength and is very tiring. So, she doesn’t carve, but can just paint?
She could still draw some and have them delivered to the jade shop for Yan Xiaoxi and the others.
But, it doesn’t work. Because painting requires a lot of energy, and it won’t work if you are mentally tired.
Therefore, Wan Qing didn't want to mention anything about reading.
She had been thinking about embroidery, but unfortunately, the carriage was still moving no matter how slow it was. It was swaying like this. What if she accidentally pricked her hand?
In the end, Wan Qing could only make one last request, "I don't want to do anything. Can I find someone to chat with me at the head office?"
But what made her extremely depressed was that this matter was also rejected. Because Xiao Jing was tired because he was chatting with her last time...
"Oh my god, let me die!" Wan Qing was lying on the soft mattress in the carriage, very, very depressed, and finally couldn't help crying out.
Suddenly, a melodious flute sound came slowly.
Passed through the car curtains, passed through the heavy curtains, and reached Wan Qing's ears.
Wan Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and slowly climbed up to sit up, thinking, is it Xiao Jing or Du Xufeng?
I secretly opened the small curtain on the car window and took a peek, but I only saw the bright sunshine and beautiful scenery outside.
There was no one in front of or behind her carriage.