Although Mercy Temple is outside the city, it is not too far from Sheng'an City. It is only about twenty miles away from the city.

However, the Cen Mansion is in the East City and the Mercy Temple is outside the West City. It will take some time for the carriage to pass through Sheng'an and go out through the West City Gate.

Riding a carriage was much slower than riding a horse, and Zhao, who was already very delicate, was ill and could not bear the bumps, so she repeatedly ordered the carriage to be driven slower.

Cen Xiyan was not in a hurry, her carriage was behind Zhao's carriage, and she followed slowly all the way.

Unfortunately, the mounted guards had to slow down to a very slow pace and stay around the two carriages.

It was the end of the first lunar month, the weather was still very cold, and there was still a lot of snow on the official roads and mountains outside. Cen Xiyan opened the curtain and looked outside, and said, "In the evening, I'm afraid it will be difficult to walk on this road. "

"Oh?" Jingshuang looked at Cen Xiyan and asked, "Why did the lady suddenly say that?"

Chuan Wu and Chuan Bei also looked at Cen Xiyan strangely, somewhat confused.

Cen Xiyan explained calmly, "It's morning now, Nuanyang has just come out, the snow on the official road has melted a little, the road is not very slippery, and the sky is bright, so the road is naturally easy to walk, but at this speed, it may be difficult to reach Mercy Temple It’s almost noon, I’ve made incense, paid my vows, and headed back. The sun is probably going to set. At that time, the temperature will drop, and the melted snow will condense into ice. It will be dark and the road will be slippery, and it will definitely be slippery than now. It’s much more difficult to walk.” After a pause, he continued: “I don’t know if we can get back before the city gate closes...”

Jingshuang has been with Cen Xiyan for many years and has a tacit understanding with Cen Xiyan. When he heard this, he sighed and said: "But this carriage is not going fast, and there is nothing we can do about it. If we can't go back to the city today, then We are going to sleep outside, so I’m afraid the old lady, madam and the others will be worried..."

When Chuanwu and Chuanbei heard their conversation, they both became worried.

The voices they spoke in the car were not quiet, and the guards outside naturally heard them clearly, and everyone showed embarrassment.

The leading guard frowned even more. They escorted Mrs. Zhao and Miss Six out. It would be hard to explain if they really didn't go back.

He thought for a while, then urged his horse to the side of Zhao's carriage, lowered his head and said a few words, naturally telling Zhao what Cen Xiyan was "worried about".

Zhao was dissatisfied, but she also understood that if they continued to go so slowly, they might not be able to return to the city today, so she said impatiently: "Then let them speed up and get to the Mercy Temple earlier. "

Following Zhao's instructions, the speed of the journey finally picked up. Because we had already been delayed a lot of time before, the speed increase really improved a lot.

Ms. Zhao was knocked upside down in the carriage, her face was pale, and she was about to vomit. Mother Feng quickly held her back and patted her gently.

But Feng's mother was not even able to sit safely in the carriage. She was swaying uncomfortably due to the bumps, and she couldn't control the strength of her hands well. When she patted Zhao's body, she would be light and heavy.

Ms. Zhao felt even more uncomfortable when she was slapped by Feng's mother, so she threw her hand away and said in a bad tone: "Take your hand away! You are a useless thing, so ignorant, do you want to slap me to death?"

Mother Feng was scolded by Mrs. Zhao and quickly retracted her hand. She didn't dare to touch Mrs. Zhao anymore. Her face was a little ugly, but when Mrs. Zhao looked over, she immediately adjusted her face to make herself look normal. Some of them even advised me, "Madam, please be patient, we will be here soon."

Cen Xiyan's ear was extraordinary, and although Jingshuang was not as good as her, the noise in the carriage in front was really quite big, and the master and servant heard the noise clearly.

Cen Xiyan couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and smile slightly. She was in a good mood when she saw Mrs. Zhao suffering a little bit.

Listening to Zhao's uncomfortable voice, Jingshuang secretly said in her heart, "You deserve it!"

Then he took the pastry and handed it to Cen Xiyan, "Miss, you don't have much to eat in the morning, so let's cushion your stomach."

Cen Xiyan took Jingshuang's hand, pinched a piece of pastry and ate it.

Their carriage is equipped with anti-shock devices and is much more comfortable than Zhao's. Even if the speed is increased, the people sitting in the carriage will not feel any discomfort.

Chuanwu and Chuanbei looked at this strange carriage carefully, their faces full of surprise and exclamation.

Finally arriving at Mercy Temple, the motorcade stopped and Cen Xiyan and the others got off the carriage.

Today is not the first day of the Lunar New Year, nor is it the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, nor is it any other day for temple fairs, but there are still many people coming to Mercy Temple, men and women, in small groups, coming to burn incense and worship Buddha.

While on the road, Cen Xiyan heard many people rushing here in the car. Now seeing this lively scene, he couldn't help but secretly thought, it is said that the incense of this Mercy Temple is extremely popular, and it seems to be well-deserved. However,

It should probably be because it is close to the capital.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao also got off the carriage with the help of Feng's mother. Her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken, her hair was messy, and she looked very embarrassed.

Not only that, when she got off the carriage, she squatted on the ground and started vomiting. She almost vomited out the food she had eaten in the morning and the acid water in her stomach!

There were a lot of people around at this moment. Seeing this woman like this, everyone covered their mouths and noses and avoided her. Those who looked at Zhao frowned, even a little disgusted.

It's just that the Zhao family's carriage is gorgeous, and there are maids, mothers-in-law, guards, etc. around to protect her. It seems that her wife is not an ordinary family, so no one dares to come up and scold her.

Soon, two young cleaning monks came over and recited a few words of Buddha's name, "Amitabha." Then they started cleaning with their hands and feet.

Cen Xiyan glanced at Mr. Zhao lightly, and said to Jingshuang and others beside him: "Let's go inside first."

At this time, she didn't want to get close and pretend to show concern. Besides, since she returned to the Cen family, her relationship with Zhao had not been harmonious. There was really no need to do anything to save face.

The air here is so bad, it's better for her to stay away.

Jingshuang, Chuanwu and Chuanbei responded and followed Cen Xiyan into the main hall.

Everyone nearby saw that Cen Xiyan and Zhao came together. Looking at their ages, they could guess that they were not of the same generation.

Seeing Cen Xiyan abandoning Mrs. Zhao and walking in alone, someone frowned and whispered: "Whose young lady is this? I don't know who the sick lady is? Why should I just go in by myself?"

Bar……"
Chapter completed!