Wen Jiaojiao and his mother-in-law said goodbye to everyone who came to see them off, and set off toward the southwest.
The southwest is connected to the desert, but it does not go deep into the desert, but close to the desert.
In this kind of desert terrain, you can only ride horses or camels, and horse-drawn carriages cannot move at all.
Que Wu replaced all the horses with camels in the border town. Wen Jiaojiao rode a camel for the first time, which was very refreshing.
Wen Jiaojiao finally saw the scene of the desert. The vast scenery, the flying eagle, and the breath of freedom blowing on his face made Wen Jiaojiao's mood broaden a lot.
Listening to the camel bell, Wen Jiaojiao's heart became extremely peaceful.
Only now can Wen Jiaojiao understand firsthand how Sister Qingyu feels. How can a girl who grew up in such a place endure the small space of the palace?
Compared with this vast desert, the palace is as cramped as a birdcage.
Sister Qingyu has really sacrificed too much for the Xiao family and this world. She has never belonged to herself.
Thinking of this, Wen Jiaojiao felt sad again.
If there is an afterlife, she will not pray for herself, but for Sister Qingyu.
Seeking for her a free and happy life, where she can be with the one she loves.
Before the sun set, Wen Jiaojiao and the others arrived at the inn. Xiao Yurong and Song Chuan went to the inn to take care of things. Que Wu picked Wen Jiaojiao up on his back and took her out.
Wen Jiaojiao asked: "Where are you going?"
Que Wu: "Ahead, I'll take you to see the sunset."
Que Wu carried Wen Jiaojiao on his back and walked forward. After climbing up a sandbag, Wen Jiaojiao saw a stunning desert scenery.
The setting sun dyes half of the sky red, and the afterglow of the setting sun is more poignant and magnificent than the early morning light.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the scene in front of her with flashing eyes. At this moment, she felt that life was so meaningful.
Que Wu hugged Wen Jiaojiao and sat on the sand, looking at the setting sun in front of him side by side.
Wen Jiaojiao leaned against Que Wu, her heart filled with a warm and sour emotion, and she was moved for no reason.
"Look, the sunset is so beautiful."
Que Wu turned to look at Wen Jiaojiao, and his beautiful amber eyes were dyed with golden-red light, brilliant and full of vitality.
Wen Jiaojiao feels that her life is lucky. Although she was born with a sickly body, she is surrounded by people who love her.
Que Wu was always full of upward vitality in front of her, telling her all the time that life was beautiful, and he supported her with a firm force behind her.
Without Que Wu accompanying her every day, Wen Jiaojiao felt that she would really be in trouble, and she would suffer from the pain and finally have a mental breakdown.
Wen Jiaojiao raised his head and looked at Que Wu, "Que Wu, do you still remember?"
Que Wu lowered his head and looked at her: "Remember what?"
Wen Jiaojiao smiled and did not answer him.
Looking at the warm smile, Que Wu lowered his head and kissed her, "You mean the painting I gave you."
Wen Jiaojiao hugged Que Wu's arm: "I didn't say anything."
The corners of Que Wu's lips curled up, "I drew that, of course I remember it."
He has painted many paintings of the two of them, showing the little leopard and the little rabbit cuddling together in the desert, looking at the sunset and the moon.
Now, they can get what they want.
After watching the sunset, Que Wu carried Wen Jiaojiao back to the inn.
The temperature in the desert will drop sharply at night, and there is still a bonfire outside the inn. Many travelers are barbecued and chatting around the bonfire.
Wen Jiaojiao's appetite has improved a little in the past few days and he can eat some meat. A group of foreign businessmen saw Wen Jiaojiao and Que Wu and warmly invited them to join their bonfire.
"Do you want to go?" Que Wu asked.
Seeing that there was a beautiful foreign girl among the businessmen, Wen Jiaojiao nodded.
As soon as Wen Jiaojiao and Que Wu sat down, a businessman from Lanchu next to him patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him and said a string of words that she didn't understand.
I saw Que Wu answering a few words with him fluently.
Seeing Wen Jiaojiao's eyes looking over, Que Wu said to her: "What he said in Lanchu dialect was that he was just saying that I was very lucky and married a very beautiful wife."
Wen Jiaojiao pursed his lips and smiled, and then said leisurely to Que Wu: "Finally no one says that you are my father."
Que Wu put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, then whispered something into Wen Jiaojiao's ear. Wen Jiaojiao's face instantly turned red. He stretched out his hand and twisted it around Que Wu's waist. He glared at him and said, "Can you
Be serious."
Que Wu looked innocent: "I am your husband, isn't it normal to say these things?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "Don't say it outside!"
Que Wu: "Only you can hear it."
"You're not allowed to say that!"
Seeing that Wen Jiaojiao and Que Wu had such a good relationship, the foreign businessmen all laughed happily.
The beautiful foreign girl handed the roasted meat to Wen Jiaojiao, and Que Wu helped her take it and blew on it before giving it to her.
Wen Jiaojiao smelled the tempting aroma of barbecue, tore off a piece and put it in his mouth, and his taste buds were instantly captured.
The barbecue tasted different from the ones she had eaten before. It had a light spicy taste, and the condiments sprinkled on it were very fragrant.
Que Wu said: "This is a famous spice in Lan Chu. It is the most fragrant when used for barbecue."
With that said, Que Wu said a few words to the merchant from Lan Chu, who immediately took out two cans of spices from the cloth bag he carried and handed them to Que Wu.
Que Wu offered to give him the gems he was carrying, but he immediately waved his hands and refused with a smile. He kept looking at Wen Jiaojiao with his gestures and eyes, indicating that he meant it was for her.
Wen Jiaojiao took the gem from Que Wu's hand and handed it to him. The Lanchu merchant looked at Que Wu and then at her, knowing that they were both wealthy and not short of money, so he accepted the gem and returned it.
I brought a lot of good things to them.
Quewu asked Bawu to put them all away.
Wen Jiaojiao watched Bawu walk towards the inn with Fengxin and two boxes of things, with a happy smile in his eyes.
Now the two of them stick together wherever they go, and it seems that even Feng Xin has been found.
It's just that Xiang Jin and Zi Ju didn't let them follow them and stayed in the capital. When they left, these two girls cried very sadly. Wen Jiaojiao asked them to follow their aunt and let her work beside them.
In a few years, I will ask my aunt to help them find a good match for them.
Yuzhu insisted on staying with her. She and Fengxin had served her closely since childhood and grew up with her. They were two or three years older than her, so they were almost married at this age.
It's just that the personal maids of ordinary families are basically always with them. Wen Jiaojiao will not insist on them, but Yuzhu can't let go. She is Wen Jiaojiao's most considerate maid, and she is like her sister, taking care of her in every detail.
Wen Jiaojiao decided to take care of her as she wished.
No matter what happens in the future, she will find a good home for Yuzhu.
Sitting next to the campfire, Wen Jiaojiao listened to the foreign girl next to him singing a ballad. Her voice was majestic and melodious. Along with another foreign man playing a string instrument, this beautiful song penetrated the night.
She couldn't understand the lyrics she sang, but she could feel a strong sense of homesickness from them.
In the prosperous age, walking in this vast world is so beautiful.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the scene in front of her and wanted to write a letter to Sister Qingyu. After thinking about it, she decided to draw a picture. The picture was of a little rabbit and a little leopard sitting around a campfire with a group of foreign businessmen. The sky is round.
The moon, with the vast desert in the background.
After drawing the letter, Wen Jiaojiao sent it to the inn.
Wen Jiaojiao and Que Wu were about to go back to the inn to rest, and they caught a glimpse of A Niang and General Song Chuan outside the inn.
When Aniang was selecting goods from a foreign merchant, Song Chuan would give her some advice from time to time. When Wen Jiaojiao saw Aniang, she would turn around and ask him while holding the goods.
Seeing this scene, Wen Jiaojiao raised the corners of his mouth and felt a little more at ease in his heart.
In fact, the thing she couldn't let go of the most in her heart was A'Niang, the person who had done the most for her in the world. When she reached middle age, she still had only one daughter, a daughter who was weak and might not survive long. Apart from her and Xiao
Home, she has nothing to rely on.
Wen Jiaojiao heard about Song Chuan and his mother-in-law's past from his aunt. General Song Chuan cherished the righteousness of his family and country and buried his love for his mother-in-law deep in his heart. He was two years older than her mother, but he had never seen her in half his life.
Get a wife.
No one would question General Song Chuan's moral character. My mother-in-law felt at ease when she was with him.
Wen Jiaojiao stood there and looked at the scene where A Niang and General Song Chuan were together, holding Que Wu's arm and leaning against him. It was great, everything was going in a good direction.