Yu Wan hasn't slept so comfortably for a long time, so comfortable that she actually started to dream. This is really strange.

But her dream was a little strange.

She dreamed that she was lying on the soft beach, basking in the sun comfortably, but suddenly a little wild boar came from where she hit, and opened her mouth and bit her finger.

She couldn't pull it out for a long time, so she raised her other hand and slapped the little wild boar away...

In the dark carriage, translucent gauze covered the clear and mellow brilliance of the night pearls.

The atmosphere was extremely cold, and even breathing seemed to be filled with a hint of coldness.

Yan Jiuchao sat on the messy soft collapse, with a big bag on his forehead, and a big slap mark on his right face, with a blue face.

Uncle Wan sat aside, not daring to let out a moment of excitement.

Who would have expected that the young master Yancheng, who had never even been touched by a hair, was given by a small village girl...

"Cough!" Uncle Wan covered his mouth with his fist and whispered, "Who made you careless?"

The princess sent so many women, you don’t want to be flirted with a village girl. Young Master, your taste is a bit heavy...

Of course this is not the most surprising thing. The most shocking thing is why the young master didn't kill her...

Yan Jiuchao's expression was extremely difficult to see.

The little snow fox beside him hugged the small tang that exuded the smell of meat and fell asleep with saliva.

Yan Jiuchao pinched it up in bad ways and woke up with a few strokes!

The little snow fox opened his eyes sleepily with a small tuft of hair on his head, looking confused.

Young Master Yan: "Don't sleep."

Little Snow Fox: The baby wants to sleep!

Each person and one fox are on the verge of the squad.

Uncle Wan was afraid that the next person to be affected would be him, so he stood up and said to Yan Jiuchao: "I see that the snow has stopped outside. If you can go on a rush, why not enter Beijing earlier."

The real reason is that the young master's honorable look is not suitable for him to go out to see someone again, which will damage his image of being arrogant. It's better to keep it in the carriage obediently!

Uncle Wan went to the room and settled the food he ordered to cook in the kitchen, and picked a few light and unique things to take away.

Looking at the carriage turning around and leaving the post station, the uncle in the attic showed a puzzled look.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" The young man just went to see the sweaty horse cured by the village girl. As soon as he returned to the house, he saw his uncle looking at the night and dazed.

Until the carriage disappeared into the night, the shadow brought by the terrifying man seemed to finally dissipate from his head. He found his voice: "The one who deserves to be damned is not dead, the one who deserves to be left is not left...how could this happen?"

"Uncle, what are you saying?" The young man didn't understand.

"Ah, nothing." Uncle came to his senses and looked at the young man up and down. It was a look of loss and regaining, as if he couldn't see enough.

"Uncle, why are you looking at me like this?" The young man tilted his head in confusion.

"I haven't seen you for too long..." A thin layer of wetness surged into my uncle's eyes.

"Hasn't I been with my uncle all the time?" The young man didn't notice his uncle's strangeness.

His parents died early, and his uncle raised him. He would go wherever his uncle went, and he would follow him even when his uncle returned to Beijing and resumed his post!

"Do you still want to live in a room?" My uncle changed the subject.

The young boy instantly threw away his uncle's weirdness, hugged his arms, nodded like garlic, and said, "I think, this room is too cold! I'm going to tremble! Wait, we can live in the room? Didn't you say that it's not possible?"

"It's OK now," said my uncle.

"Why?" asked the young boy.

My uncle smiled and touched his tender little head, but didn't answer him anymore.

...

Yu Wan woke up from a bumpy bump. When she opened her eyes, she first saw a dim horse lantern. Then, with the faint light, she saw her condition clearly. She was actually lying in a carriage that was many times more broken than before. Yu Feng sat aside while dozing, with a little head pecking at rice.

She wondered.

Why did you sleep? The carriage has changed?

She sat up with support.

Crunch-

The board under my body that was in disrepair was ringing.

"Ah Yeh!"

The car was too cold and she sneezes unexpectedly.

Yu Feng shook, opened his eyes, turned to look at her: "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Yu Wan rubbed her sore arms, "Brother, why did we change our carriage?"

Yu Feng glared at her with a grudge: "It's not that the carriage has changed, it's that you got on the wrong car just now!"

Yu Feng finished the business with Wang Yijun and rented a carriage and returned to the courtyard. He found that Yu Wan was missing. He searched inside and outside, and almost turned over the post station, but disappeared.

"Don't you get rid of the kidnapper?"

The postman said a word from Yu Feng so scared that his face turned pale.

There are people coming and going at the post station, and fish eyes are mixed with beads. Sister, don’t have any accidents.

Just as he was about to report to the official, a middle-aged man in his forties came over and asked him if he was looking for someone? A village girl of sixteen or seventeen years old?

He learned that his sister was sleeping on the carriage.

"I'm outside the carriage, and you won't wake up no matter how much I call you."

The middle-aged man asked Wang Yijun to find two servants and carried Yu Wan back to his rented carriage.

Although Yu Feng had never seen any world, it was obvious that the person who was waiting for the carriage was more respectful than the person who came to the General's Mansion in Zhenbei. It was not difficult to guess that the other party's background was even bigger than the General's Mansion.

"It's rare that people don't care." Yu Feng said, looking at Yu Wan, "You've pulled someone off!"

"Hmm?" Yu Wan was stunned at first, then found that she was really wrapped in a light and thin quilt.

Yu Feng had no shame to recall the situation at that time. The servant was sweating profusely, but he couldn't pull it off from her. The middle-aged man laughed.

Finally, the middle-aged man asked his sister to take the quilt away.

My sister rolled the quilt on her body on the spot—

You said you were slept to death and you still knew that you were quilted...

Yu Feng is really: "..."

"Brother, where is my jar?" Yu Wan suddenly couldn't find her jar.

Yu Feng thought for a while and said, "It's probably because I've landed in someone's car, I forgot it at that time."

Yu Wan regretted: "There are half of the fried meatballs in the jar. I planned to have some meatballs with you tonight... Now it's fine, it's all gone."

Yu Feng covered his heart and breathed a sigh of relief after the disaster.

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Lao Yu! Your daughter is here to bring meatballs!
Chapter completed!