Having arrived at the foot of the Lingfo Hall, Fang Qing was not in a hurry to ask the driver to hurry up. After all, as long as she arrived on time within the time stipulated by the imperial edict, she would be fine.
She leaned lazily on the carriage board, flipping the pages of the book, picking up the snacks packed from the small teahouse, putting them in her lips and chewing them slowly.
Chunxiang wanted to concentrate on the needlework in her hands, but her eyes always drifted towards Fang Qing intentionally or unintentionally, as if uncontrollably. Her bright autumn eyes were covered with the white mist of the misty Jiangnan.
Fang Qing's delicate, flower-like lips opened a slight gap. "Chunxiang, what are you looking at? Is there anything dirty on my face?"
Ouch——
Chunxiang was awakened by Fang Qing's sudden call. She accidentally pricked her finger with a silver needle, and blood spilled out. She quickly put it in her lips and gently sucked the blood stain.
"Miss Third, I'm not looking at anything, nothing." She smiled dryly, not daring to look at Fang Qing.
Fang Qing's lips raised in an indifferent arc. "Little girl, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Are you wondering, right? Just say what you have to say. You and I are master and servant, and we have to stay together.
I'm afraid it won't be just two or three days. So if you want to ask something, just ask it quickly." She put down the book gently and stared at Chunxiang with her indifferent eyes.
"Third Miss, don't you think those two people just now were weird? Especially the one in the cloak. He seemed to be dying of tuberculosis. He coughed so badly and vomited so much blood. Don't you think, Third Miss?
Was it disgusting to eat at that time?" Chunxiang held it in her stomach for a long time along the way, and she couldn't bear it anymore.
Cough cough cough - cough cough cough -
The breathless cough suddenly penetrated their ears.
Chunxiang was startled. She opened the curtains of the carriage and saw the man wearing a cloak in white and the hateful handsome boy, riding on a tall horse, almost keeping pace with their carriage.
"Chunxiang, is it them?" Fang Qing raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Miss Third, they are the ones who were sitting at the same table with us in the small teahouse just now, and they actually followed us." Chunxiang was angry that the other party was so rude.
Fang Qing pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyebrows calmly. "Maybe not."
"They must be following us. Miss Third, let your servants go and warn them." Chunxiang stuck her head out, "Hey, what is your purpose? Why are you following us? Also, you two grown men are eavesdropping on others.
Aren't you ashamed of the girls' whispers?" Chunxiang glared at them angrily.
"What are you talking about, little girl, who is following you?" The contemptuous and contemptuous looks of the people around him made Huo Gang's handsome face turn red.
"You still say no? We just walked out of the small teahouse, and you were following us. Are you following us, or something?" Chunxiang didn't believe them at all, and she felt very displeased when she looked at them.
"You - you're talking nonsense, let's see how I teach you a lesson!" The contemptuous looks around him became more and more intense, and the hot-blooded Huo Gang couldn't stand the contemptuous looks of everyone.
"Huo Gang." The man wearing a cloak in white raised his hand.
Huo Gang had to endure it, and Chunxiang immediately winked at him and pouted her lips. "Humph, is that it? She's just following us. I'm warning you to stay away from our third lady and don't follow us again.
Otherwise, when I tell my eldest young master, it will be easier for you."
"You——" Huo Gang was so angry that he was about to explode.
"Huo Gang, don't be rude." Cough cough cough - the man in white coughed a few more times, and the blood he spit out was even redder than what he had seen in the teahouse before.