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788. Chapter 788 Beichen retreat 4

Zi Tong sat in the car and looked at both sides of the road through the gauze curtain. She saw rows of gorgeous high-rise buildings. The main road was very spacious and crowded with traffic. Even the clothes of the people walking on the road were very gorgeous.

There were many shops on the side, and along the way, Zi Tong didn't even see a beggar.

From these current conditions, it is not difficult for Zi Tong to see the wealth of the main city of Beijia.

Along the way, when they saw the carriage they were riding in, pedestrians on the road took the initiative to give in, and many even saluted the carriage from a distance, showing great respect.

Passing through the main street, which can accommodate eight carriages running abreast, you can see a group of buildings with ink and gold as the main colors in the distance at the end of the road. It is the main residence of the Bei family in Ziwei City——

Beifu.

The Bei family's mansion, which is located in Ziwei City, is much larger than the imperial palace in Tianji City. The walls of the tall palace are lined with people and horses, flags are flying, spears are sharp, and the guards are tight.

When Beichen and Zitong's carriage approached, guards immediately stepped forward to check.

When the coachman said that the people sitting inside were Beichen and Zitong, the guards guarding the door had already bowed and saluted, and then respectfully let their carriage in.

"This subordinate has met the young master and madam!"

This house is really too big.

The two of them rode the carriage for a long time, passing through countless corridors, before the carriage stopped outside the door of a quiet courtyard.

The coachman raised the curtain, and Beichen jumped out of the carriage with Zi Tong in his arms, holding her hand and walking towards the courtyard.

In the yard, a maid was cleaning the place. When she saw him, she rushed over and saluted the two of them, "I have seen the young master and the young lady!"

She seemed to be paying tribute, but her voice was raised very high when she spoke, as if she was afraid that the two of them would not be able to hear her.

Bei Chenli ignored her, just held Zi Tong's wrist, and in a flash he took her to the steps, walked through the door, and went directly into the inner room.

In the inner room, Mrs. Qingyou was playing chess with Bei Shuihan. She heard the noise outside and knew that Beichen was coming. She hurriedly put down the chess pieces in her hands, jumped on the bed, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself.

"Quick, put the chess pieces away!"

Bei Shuihan was busy collecting the chess pieces, but at this moment, Beichen had already walked into the inner room with Zi Tong.

Bei Shuihan hadn't finished collecting the chess pieces yet. Hearing the sound of the two people coming in, he felt anxious. He immediately tilted the chessboard and poured all the chess pieces into his sleeves. Mrs. Qingyou didn't even bother to take off her shoes and put the quilt on the table.

Pull it up and cover yourself.

Purple eyes glanced at the chessboard that Bei Shuihan carefully put aside, and just smiled secretly in his heart.

These two are still in the mood to play chess, and it seems they are getting along as good as ever!

She already understood how Beichen could tell.

Glancing at Bei Shuihan, Beichen's eyes fell on his mother, Mrs. Qingyou.

"Mom, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I..." Mrs. Qingyou coughed, "I have a headache, a sore throat, a sore back... in short... my whole body hurts, and I don't feel comfortable anywhere!"

Beichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you still in the mood to play chess?"

"Beichen!" Zi Tong gently pulled his sleeve, and the man stepped forward and walked to Mrs. Qingyou's side, "Mom, can I take your pulse?"

Mrs. Qingyou responded softly, stretched out her arm, raised her sleeves and asked her to feel her pulse.

Her long sleeves were lifted up, revealing a rose-red lip mark on her snow-white arm.

Mrs. Qingyou was startled, her face turned red and she hurriedly pulled off her sleeves.

This damn ghost, when did she get her arms like this?!

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