"Don't cry, don't act in front of me, save your tears for your adoptive father, this trick of yours won't work in front of me."
Shen Linger's shoulders suddenly slumped.
"Mom, you won't be fooled at all. It's my adoptive father who is easy to deceive."
"Shh, don't move!"
Shen Rumei's expression suddenly condensed, and she raised her index finger to her lips, with a look of alertness in her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Shen Ling'er's face showed excitement, "Are there bandits coming to rob again? Leave it to me, leave it to me!" He patted his chest.
Shen Rumei frowned and listened.
"listen."
"Listen to what?"
Shen Ling'er also followed her mother's example and put her ear to the car wall, but heard nothing.
"not good!"
Shen Rumei's expression suddenly changed, she took out a silk handkerchief from her arms, tore it in half and stuffed it into Shen Ling'er's ears.
At this moment, a thin wisp of music floated over from nowhere. It seemed like it was not there, but it captivated the soul.
The driver who drove the carriage only listened for a moment, then raised his whip and started dancing on the shaft of the carriage.
Shen Rumei felt her heart beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her voice as the music played. Suddenly, her mouth felt dry, her mind was upset, and her whole body felt an inexplicable heat.
Knowing that she had accidentally hit something, she stuck out the tip of her tongue and bit it hard. Taking advantage of the sharp pain to wake her up for a moment, she quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a green pill, and placed it on the Swallowed it in his mouth.
After a while, her flushed cheeks returned to their normal color, and she let out a long breath.
There was no one driving the carriage, and the horse seemed to be possessed by the music and began to run wildly on the mountain road like a convulsion.
Shen Rumei took a breath, got out of the carriage, grabbed the whip from the driver's hand, grabbed the horse's reins, shouted, and tried to drive the carriage back on the right track.
Suddenly, a soft voice came through the air.
"Xiao Mei'er, are you walking in such a hurry to avoid me?"
The voice was frivolous, with a charming charm that was relaxed to the core, which made people's hearts beat faster inexplicably when they heard it.
Although the coachman was already in his forties and was confused by the music, when he heard the sound, he suddenly made a whooshing sound in his throat, his eyes were as red as blood, and his hands were grabbing at the air.
Shen Rumei sighed softly, took out a silver needle, and stabbed the coachman lightly.
After a while, the coachman, who had already fallen into a state of madness, his eyes suddenly became clear, and he sat down on the car, completely unaware of what had just happened.
"Xiao Mei'er, I told you a long time ago that you can't hide from me."
The frivolous voice sounded again, this time in her ears, as if someone blew a breath of hot air into her ears.
Shen Rumei's face suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and cursed: "Pervert!"
She looked up and saw a red shadow flashing between the trees, as fast as a cloud.
"It's really haunting, and I'm actually haunted by him again."
She couldn't help but glare hatefully at the car curtain behind her. Shen Ling'er lifted a corner of the car curtain, revealing a pair of dark and bright eyes, looking out with excitement.
"It's all your fault!" She glared hard at her son.
But Shen Ling'er had pieces of cloth stuffed in her ears and couldn't hear anything. She only saw her mother's mouth open, as if she was talking to herself.