"Remember to come back early."
"Take care of yourself. A warm quilt is prepared for you in the back of the carriage. When the road is cold, you can take it out and cover it. The clothes are all soft and soft in the carriage."
"If you go there, remember to write home if there is nothing to do, so that we can also know the situation!"
The horse hooves kicked, the carriage gradually moved away, and the elders could faintly hear the warning from the elders.
Qian Wanjin folded his arms and stared coldly at the person sitting opposite.
"Take you out, grandma told you to go alone, I was left out again!"
When I came back, it was because of Xue Qinglian, the family almost didn't find him back.
It was because of Xue Qinglian when he left, he didn't catch a word of advice.
He really owed it to him in his previous life. Only in this life did he meet this kind of brother.
Leaving Xinghua Village, Xue Qinglian fell on the long seat lazily as if she had no bones, "I love you."
"Roll the calf." That was his famous line.
He snorted, took out a small bag from her arms and threw it on Xue Qinglian, "Grandma gave it to you, saying that you need to have money on your body when you are traveling. Also, you went to Shengwuzhai, too. You definitely need to buy things, give gifts to the villagers over there, or buy something for Qianyi. Knowing that you won’t receive them directly, so you asked me to pass them on."
A very small bag, the fabric is also an ordinary fine cotton fabric, hand-sewn, and you can see the neat and fine stitches on it.
It was very light in her hand, but it was so heavy that Xue Qinglian felt a little breathless.
Blinking his eyes, blinking to the mist that overflowed, Xue Qinglian smiled and looked out the window, "What are you doing? Grandma thinks I have no money? Anyway, I have been in the arena for so many years, and my master has a wealth."
"Yours is yours, and what they gave is what they gave. My mother is worried, and always worried that it is inconvenient for you to go out here. Every time I go out, my mother will give me some money. Although I don't need it, hahaha!" Qian Wanjin smiled dryly.
Oh my god, he saw Xue Qinglian's eyes turn red, is this baby crying
Don't, he won't coax men!
The person opposite didn't respond, and kept turning his face to look out the window. Qian Wanjin could only see his profile from this angle.
Feeling the dullness in the carriage, Qian Wanjin couldn't laugh anymore.
He stretched out his foot and kicked the opposite man, "Eh, eh, the canal has not defrosted yet. We have to take a carriage for a month and then turn the waterway. It will take at least two months to reach Shengwu Village. Or you can lie down and rest. Yes, I will call you when I stop to eat in the middle?"
"Yeah." The man replied and lay down again, with one hand on his forehead. The wide sleeves just covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
Qian Wanjin sat quietly next to him for a while, then took the small sheet that was stacked in the corner of the carriage and gently covered the man on his body.
"Qian Wanjin, thank you."
"Xie Mao, who made Lao Tzu a brother to you."
Under the sleeves, the corners of the man's mouth were slightly raised.
The family was destroyed when he was seven years old, leaving him alone with his uncle.
Twenty years after he was seven years old, he was displaced and planned for revenge.
He could hardly remember the appearance of his parents, nor could he remember how his family's concerns felt.
If it hadn’t been for a whim that year followed Feng Qingbai and Fu Nuan to Xinghua Village, he might still be the ghost doctor of the game rivers and lakes, or he might have been defeated in the dark battle with Feng Qingbai, there might be no more Xue Qinglian in this world. No one knows the name Xue Honglian.
He never thought that one day, he would experience friendship and regain family affection.
Then he found the true value of his existence in that quiet village, in that warm courtyard.
He Xue Qinglian is no longer alone, alone.
He has a home.
The golden carriage was galloping on the land, within Nanling country. Whenever you saw this carriage and then saw the face that emerged from the carriage, whether it was a small county or a Dazhou city, Chengwei would let it go without saying a word.
Xue Qinglian followed Qian Wanjin and enjoyed the privilege of a fake fox.
In March, the canal had just begun to thaw, and the two people who were about to rust on their horse-drawn carriages couldn't wait to get on the boat to the border of Xiliang.
At this time, Liu Yusheng and his entourage had already arrived in Fengyue again.
King Fengyue led the court's hundred officials to greet him personally. This battle was more grand and grand than the welcoming of Feng Mohan a few days ago.
"Welcome the prince and concubine back to Fengyue!"
The greet of Baiguan resounded through the dock.
Outside the defensive line guarded by the pier officers and soldiers, there were still people standing there. Hearing the shouts of the officials in front, they screamed.
The sound waves are layered on top of each other, overwhelming the sky.
Liu Yusheng and Feng Qingbai took the children ashore, stood opposite Fengyue King, and nodded in greeting to those present.
The scorching sun is shining, the river breeze is gentle, and the face is soft and warm. The atmosphere of the entire pier is like the March climate, warm and warm.
"The prince and the princess are struggling, let's go back to the palace to rest with the king. The palace has already set up a banquet. This time the prince will have a good drink with the king!" Fengyue Wang Lang smiled, and the previous haze disappeared in his smile.
Like a clouded sky, it's clear and bright.
"But it's disrespectful." Feng Qingbai replied with a smile, and then fell precisely in a certain direction among the hundreds of officials, "The emperor, don't hide, come out."
No one can hide that height.
Feng Mohan squeezed out a smiling face, walked out of the group of officials abruptly, and murmured for mercy when he arrived in front of Feng Qingbai, "Uncle Emperor, on this dock, let's go back and say something."
Croton Red Bean snickered and covered his mouth behind the adult, and his cousin was ashamed again.
Who was the emperor who ran and hid it when he saw that the prince of his kingdom came
No matter how timid you are, you can't do this, at least you can get the face to support you.
My cousin doesn't even have the courage to save face, isn't he ashamed
Because Feng Mohan turned his back to Baiguan, the only expressions on his face at this time were Feng Qingbai Liu Yusheng and his entourage, Fengyue King, and the second prince Feng Yi, who could see it. It was really a small affection. Face to please.
Feng Yi had already seen Feng Mohan in front of King Nanling when he was envoy to Nanling. This time, he was quite calm, and only suffered from Fengyue Wang Fengling, and he was guarded so that his expression was not broken.
The status of the King of Nanling in the Nanling Kingdom is well known all over the world.
Emperor Nanling grew up with King Nanling since he was a child, and it is well known that he respected him very much.
But what happened to the Nanling Emperor's Land in front of the Nanling King was like this, and that's really not many people know.
"Brother emperor, let's go back to the palace first. The prince and princess have to travel long distances with the three younger sons. It must be extremely exhausting." Feng Yi made the rounds and was grateful for Feng Mohan.