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220. Chapter 220 Ink painting

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the carriage quietly left the back alley and headed towards the city gate. The three masters and servants were nestled in the carriage. Although the night was deep, the three of them were sleepy. The thought of leaving Qingqing

After leaving Yecheng home, Daukou was excited and a little uneasy: "Miss, where are we going next?"

Qingwan reported a place name that she had already thought of, "Let's go to southern Sichuan."

"Sichuan?" The little girl blinked, slightly confused by this unfamiliar place name.

Qing Wan nodded lightly, "Yes, I heard that it is the most famous incense capital in the garrison country. Many spices are produced there, and it is the place with the most perfumers in the world."

She also learned about this place from the note left by Mrs. Feng, and she had always wanted to visit it.

Zisu frowned when he heard this: "But I heard that Shunan is located in the southernmost part of the garrison, thousands of miles away from Yecheng. Is it unsafe for just the three of us?"

After all, it's a girl's home, and it's the first time I'm traveling far away, so it's inevitable that I'll be a little worried.

It was not that Qingwan had never thought about this problem, so she immediately comforted the other party and said: "Don't worry, we will leave the city later. When it gets bright, we will buy some men's clothes in a nearby town and change into them. Let's walk by the waterway.

, just pretend to be a pilgrim going to southern Sichuan to buy incense, there won’t be any problem.”

When the two maids saw that she had arranged the route and everything, they immediately said nothing more.

They came out of Qingfu at the third watch, and by the fifth watch, they had already appeared in a small town dozens of kilometers away from Yecheng.

After getting off the carriage, Qing Wan gave a bag of broken silver to the driver who was driving for her and said: "Thank you for me, your eldest son, and say that we will meet again someday. Qing Wan will thank him personally."

It turned out that before going to see Mr. Qing, Qing Wan asked Zisu to take Mu Liuting's jade pendant and the medicine made for Mu Xiangwan to see Mu Liuting and ask him to prepare a carriage for her.

When the time comes, I will wait at the back door of Qingfu in case of emergency.

And Mu Liuting did it without saying a word.

Qingwan was very grateful for this, and was glad that her decision to help him was the right one.

The three of them bought several pieces of men's clothing in the town, put them on and went directly to the dock.

After asking about the passenger ship to Shunan, they were told that it would take three days to sail. Qing Yuan was afraid that the Qing family would chase her, so she took two maids on a private merchant ship to Shunan.

This is a three-story ship with extremely luxurious decoration.

The strange thing was that she had not seen the owner of the boat since she got on the boat. On the contrary, the servants on the boat were very polite to them, and they had been greeting them warmly since they got on the boat.

What Qing Wan found even more strange was the little mink. The little guy was very well-behaved all the way, but he became a little strange from the moment he got on the boat, and he disappeared even more now.

Afraid of being blamed by her master, Qing Wan did not dare to walk around the ship at will. She only dared to search in places like the cabin on the first floor and the deck. But she even searched places like the kitchen, but the little guy was nowhere to be seen.

And just when Qingwan and others were looking for the little guy, in a room on the second floor, a man wearing purple clothes and a mask was holding the little guy in one hand and supporting his chin with the other, leaning lazily.

On the couch, the jet-black hair and the bright red silk brocade underneath were entangled and dragged to the ground. The picture was as charming as an ink painting.


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