At this moment, the ship was empty from bow to stern. The snoring of some boatmen could be heard from time to time in the cabin, and occasionally a few figures of night-watch servants walked on the corridor.

Thanks to the severe crackdowns on water thieves by various state capitals in Jiangnan Province in recent years, navigation in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River is quite safe.

What's more, as far as the boatmen and sailors know, the lady who is chartering the boat has a good background and belongs to an official family. The lady's young nephew serves as the magistrate of a large county under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhou.

The accompanying people couldn't help but bring many capable attendants with them. The lady surnamed Zhen, who spent quite a lot of money, also had a fierce temper. These days, the boatmen have learned this lesson, and naturally they respect and fear her.

At this moment, inside the cabin.

In a cabin next to the noble lady named Zhen, it was pitch dark.

Some moonlight leaked in through the gap of the closed small window on the right side, illuminating a dim bed in the upper left corner of the cabin.

The quilt on the bed was tightly covered, and there was a bulging bulge in the middle.

It seemed like someone had his head buried in bed and fell into a deep sleep.

A few strands of silver hair were exposed from the edge of the quilt. As the ship's hull swayed, the silver hair swayed and slid down the edge of the bed, almost touching the floor under the low bed.

The little owner of this quilt did not sleep on the pillow, but curled up in the quilt, hugging the pillow tightly with both hands, as if he was hugging something he never wanted to let go.

Her big eyes were closed tightly, and her eyes seemed to be moving, she must have fallen into some kind of dream.

The white-haired girl frowned from time to time, loosening and tightening. At a certain moment, the moonlight outside the window dimmed, and the hull of the boat suddenly shook, as if it had encountered a big storm.

At the same time, someone whispered in the bed:

"Master, don't...don't sell your slave...don't!"

The white-haired girl opened her eyes suddenly, and the quilt fell to the ground, revealing her messy silver hair. The girl held the pillow and fell back with a frightened face, turning her head and looking around in fear.

After my eyes got used to the darkness, I could clearly see the reality of where I was.

Only then did her frightened expression subside a little, and her little face looked at the moonlight leaking through the gap left by the window in a daze.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Ye Weilai just dreamed that she was back in the small iron cage at Jinxiaokou Mahang and was forcibly taken away from Ouyang Rong.

The small iron cage was carried into the cargo hold of the ship and swayed along the river with the ship to be sold to a distant and unfamiliar place.

This was her childhood experience, and it was also a nightmare that often came back late at night after leaving her master these past few days.

Ye Weilai put her hand into her arms, and the red embroidered bag containing two copper plates was still hanging on her chest. She felt the hard touch of the copper plates in her palms. Her expression softened a little, but the low bed under her hips swayed rhythmically with the river water, and Ye Weilai's eyes

There is still lingering fear in my heart.

The moment I just woke up.

The dark cabin, the shaky accommodation, the emptiness where she was curled up alone... For a moment, she felt like she was back in the small cage where she drifted with the tide as a child.

This fear is engraved in my bones.

Even after being brought back to Meiluyuan by her master, Ye Weilai rarely had such dreams.

However, forgetting does not mean that you have overcome it.

Ye Weilai's eyes adapted to the darkness. She leaned forward and opened the small window, sat on the low bed in the cabin, and looked up at the bright moon on the river.

Ye Weila's milky white face was clear and bright under the moonlight, and with her silky silver hair, she looked somewhat holy.

However, her gray-blue eyes and little face were still blank,

In the past few days, I left Longcheng and wandered on the river, saying goodbye to my master for the first time.

Ye Weilai began to gradually realize something.

Under the moon, the girl curled up her pillow and whispered softly:

"Cage...cage...it turns out you were always there."

Why did it seem like he was no longer there before?

The girl who was led out of the cage by Ouyang Rong murmured to herself:

"If he wasn't here...the outside world wouldn't be any different from a cage."

The cabin continues to rock, the windows continue to open, and the bright moon continues to hang high.

In the depths of Ye Weila's gray-blue eyes looking at the moon, the confusion gradually dissipated, and a certain clarity returned.

Her eyes slowly became firmer.

It seems that a decision has been made.

…

early morning.

The sky is clearing.

The wind howled on the river, blowing the sails all the time.

Mrs. Zhen got up early, wearing a green skirt and a white shirt, and walked to the bow of the boat.

Under the sun, she stretched her neck slightly and looked curiously at the fishing nets of the boatmen next to her.

After a while, Zhen turned her head and glanced in the direction of Jiangzhou.

This is the third day since we boarded the ship, and we have already left the boundaries of Jiangzhou.

I don’t know how Tanlang is doing now.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhen heard the familiar footsteps behind her and said with a smile without looking back:

"You girl, didn't I tell you to sleep more? You got up so early...didn't you sleep well last night?"

After saying the last sentence, Mrs. Zhen turned around and took a look at the little face of the white-haired girl who came to the bow of the boat.

I saw that my eyes were indeed a little red.

Mrs. Zhen understood in her heart and sighed, "Still reluctant to let go?"

Ye Weilai gently brushed her silver hair that had been blown away by the wind by her ears. Without saying a word, she walked forward meekly, squatted down and stretched out her hands to carefully adjust the corners of Zhen's clothes and skirts.

The beautiful woman in the skirt smiled slightly, and after thinking for a while, she reached out her hand and gently touched the girl's silver-haired head.

She remembered that Tanlang liked to be touched like this, but she had never tried it before.

Ye Weilai, who lowered his head, suddenly said:

"Madam, how long is it until the next ferry terminal?" She kept adjusting her skirt with her hands.

"We've arrived at the border of Hongzhou. We should be able to reach the ferry in Hongzhou City at noon today. What's wrong? Why do you ask?"

Ye Weilai was silent for a moment, adjusting the skirt of the woman in front of her. She did not stand up, but raised her little face, mustering up the courage to stare at Mrs. Zhen's lowered eyes and said:

"Madam, slave... slave can't stand it anymore. He wants to go back to find Tan Lang immediately. He doesn't want to stop for a moment. Madam, can... can you help slave?"

Zhen's face showed some surprise, but she was not surprised by Ye Weilai's thoughts.

She was just a little surprised by this girl's choice.

After being quiet for a while, the woman in the skirt said in a half-serious and half-joking tone:

"This opportunity to go back to worship your ancestors and burn paper as Tanlang's family member is quite rare. It is the best opportunity Tanlang has given you. It is a rare opportunity.

"I've given you a chance. If you don't take advantage of it, are you sure you want to give up?

"Oh, aren't you afraid that Tanlang will meet a new concubine and change his mind and not give you a title? Although Tanlang is kind-hearted, he is still a man after all..."

Zhen smiled and looked at Ye Weilai's expression.

The latter lowered her head, moved her lips slightly, stood up suddenly, stared into Zhen's eyes, nodded vigorously and said:

"I just want to be with Tan Lang, and I don't force anything else. I haven't seen Tan Lang for a moment, and my heart is trembling and panicking. I just ask the lady to help me and let me go back."

Mrs. Zhen was silent for a while, turned her head and looked in the direction of Jiangzhou behind her, and she pondered:

"It's not impossible. I've already seen that you've been acting strangely these past few days. After all, I can't force myself.

"But now that you've made up your mind, as long as you can bear the consequences, you'll be fine. If you go back to Tanlang, you have to be mentally prepared to make him unhappy."

After a pause, Zhen curled her lips, poked Ye Weilae with her index finger, and said with a sharp knife:

"Stubborn girl, think about how to explain to him when you get back... When we arrive at Hongzhou City at noon, I will find a boat for you."

"Thank you madam!"

Ye Weilai beamed with joy and hugged Zhen's arm. The latter sighed and shook his head.

Immediately, the silver-haired girl who made the bold decision seemed like she couldn't wait any longer.

Walking and wandering from the bow to the stern of the ship, she folded her two small hands in front of her belly to hold the hem of her skirt blown by the wind, and walked lightly, looking back in the direction of Longcheng County, Jiangzhou from time to time.

What is the master doing at the moment... Yesterday, on the 15th, he seems to have been busy preparing for the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the water gate... Also, how should I explain to the master after he returns, will he punish...

Ye Weilai had some uncontrollable expectations in her heart.

Like the rising sun on the river.

Ahem, Junzi finally made a best-seller recommendation... I recommend the last book that I worked hard on, "I Have a Sword Fairy Wife", delicate emotional lines, multiple heroines, slow daily life, non-upgraded novels, good brothers who are not interested
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