Cheng Muyan closed her eyes, put her hands behind her head, and lay in the carriage with her legs crossed, her feet dangling as she listened carefully to Qing Huan's reading of the Little Man's Book. She really looked like a rich man enjoying the service of a beautiful woman.
After eating all the sweets and snacks, my mouth felt so lonely, and the scented tea was too bland. I felt uncomfortable after eating it. Cheng Muyan couldn't help but feel that she had started to lose her temper in the past few days, causing everyone around her to lose weight.
Even my good friend Lan Wenqian and my little crush Li Gu avoided Cheng Muyan. They would rather go out and endure the pain of bruised thighs and ride a horse than sit in a carriage with the little girl.
The key is that I’m shameless. I’ve never cooked before in my whole life. Making snacks can light the house on fire for you. What’s more important is that this way in the wilderness, if you want me to make snacks for you, you have to come up with the ingredients.
Come on, it’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. She doesn’t even have the ingredients to make snacks. Can I conjure them up out of thin air for you? I’m not 7878. I have my own shopping mall shop. What 101 brings out are iron lumps and the like. You have to eat them.
It needs to be able to be chewed, and it must be able to be digested.
I heard that Patriarch Qin was seriously ill, and the old man who was brought back had already taken the lead. Only half of the people were left. Even Cheng Yuxiang ran away with the old man. The main reason was that the old man was not in good condition and no one was worried that something would happen to him.
Therefore, as soon as this man left, Cheng Muyan and others walked lightly. Not only did they not walk faster, but they felt that they were almost home. They walked like a snail. Today they went fishing in this small river and tomorrow they went up that mountain.
Catching a little rabbit is not a serious journey anyway. If they hadn't finished yesterday's seasoning and salt, this group of people could still linger on this hillside outside Yunzhou City for a few days.
Lan Wenqian rubbed the space on her index finger to accept the ring. Fortunately, she had collected all the condiments. Otherwise, it would have been so long before she could get home. She missed the 1.8-meter big bed at home, which was soft and warm.
It’s delicious, and the most important thing is that it’s spacious!
I feel rough after sleeping in the wilderness for the past few days. I looked at my skin and it felt like sandpaper. Then I smelled my sleeves and felt that my whole body smelled like barbecue. I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore. I need to take a shower.
I want to eat rice and I want to sleep.
However, it feels good to go out and hunt game occasionally. It's quite interesting.
Lan Wenqian held the reins, her face was serious, her brows were furrowed, and she looked bitter and resentful, which made Li Gu look in her direction frequently.
Alas, Sister Wen Qian is used to suffering. No, she starts to feel uncomfortable as soon as she returns to her comfortable days. Sister Wen Qian was so tough in her previous life. However, this is okay. Who wants to suffer? Occasionally.
If you endure a little hardship, you will be energetic; if you endure hardship for a long time, you will become tired and decadent, with no fighting spirit. I still like Sister Wen Qian now.
Li Gu's cheeks turned red, and he quietly turned away, holding the reins with his hand, and the horse under him immediately took two quick steps.
Cheng Muyan didn't know what the people outside the carriage were thinking, and she didn't care too much. Anyway, she was almost bored to death. This was a state she had never experienced in the palace before. She could endure the loneliness and the hardship, and she had been doing this for so many years.
I didn’t feel this way when I came down.
Cheng Muyan sneered, she had indeed become squeamish, and then she suddenly turned over and threw herself on Qing Huan, who was sitting upright. She snatched the old story book and threw it on the table: "I've read it many times and there is no new plot.
, so boring~”
She seems like a resentful woman who was abandoned by her husband in the boudoir.
Qing Huan had already expected it before the little girl rushed over. He sat firmly and took the little girl with his hands naturally. His sweet breath penetrated into his heart and lungs, with a gentle smile on his face: "We will arrive at Yunzhou soon.
The city is here, Miss Huai should have saved a lot of manuscripts waiting for you to read."
Cheng Muyan leaned her head on Qing Huan's shoulder and used her hands to fiddle with the pearl chains falling from both sides of the carriage curtain behind Qing Huan's back.
Feeling dissatisfied, he moved forward and grabbed the entire pearl chain in his hand, then took it aside one by one to count and play.
Qing Huan put his hands under the little girl's armpits to support the little girl's body to prevent her from falling.
It was less than half tea time, and the bustling noise in her ears became louder and louder. The little girl had already opened a corner of the curtain, looked at the tall city gate and the glazed lamps on the wall, and counted the beats.
"Ah, we're here." Cheng Muyan put down the curtains and the pearl chain in her hand, and after being helped to sit firmly, she packed up her small baggage with bright eyes.
These are the specialties she bought along the way. The big ones are all in the space network. The smaller ones are afraid of losing them, so they just put them in small bags and take them out every day like a little rich man to count them. This is
Xiao Xuexue's, this one belongs to Yan Chunzhao, Uncle He's, Auntie's... Anyway, everyone I know has it.
After getting the things in, he waved to Qing Huan and smiled.
Qing Huan shook her head helplessly, and put her fist to her mouth to suppress the urge to laugh. After coughing a few times, she gently closed the small bundle attached to her hands, pinched the four corners and moved it casually a few times.
The baggage was tied into a nice knot.
Cheng Muyan took the small bundle in his hand, weighed it, and put it into the space.
Pulling up the curtains on both sides of the carriage, he sat at the small table, propped up his chin and looked at the still lively streets of Yunzhou City even at night. He sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It smelled so good.
Ah, it’s better to go home, there’s a lot to eat.
Cheng Muyan was looking at the people outside the carriage, and the people outside the carriage were also paying attention to this unusual group of people, as well as the people on the carriage at the front.
However, because it was too dark, I still couldn't see many people clearly.
The people who had just been driven back by He Tingwei were among them. Seeing that the gate of the city had been cleared for a cup of tea, but there was still no one coming on the avenue, I cursed in my heart. Is this gatekeeper mentally ill? It was so late at night.
We have to wait at the city gate to get in. I don’t know how long it will take!
Suddenly, the sound of neat horse hooves was heard at the end of the avenue, and there was also a thin sound of carriage wheels. As the sound became clearer and louder, the outline of the carriage finally appeared in everyone's eyes.
The carriage does not look luxurious, but it is more exquisite. Moreover, as the curtains of the carriage are rolled up, there is something else going on inside. He Jiuyao is the one with the highest cultivation level, and he has the clearest view. The interior of the carriage is directly covered by
When the person expands, there are neatly arranged small grids on both sides, and the bottom two layers are drawers.
The blanket was made of fine gold velvet, and it didn't look cheap.
Looking at the people inside again, the fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old girl already had clues about the pot of water. The outline of her face was still a little blurred. She looked soft and soft. Looking at it made people want to protect her. Sitting next to her was waiting for her.
The young man looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate eyebrows and outstanding facial features. He also looked like an immortal from this world. However, his face felt slightly familiar, which made He Jiuyao take a second look.