"My son, Dianzhou is so cold, why do you have to go there yourself?"
Yan Shi was sitting outside the carriage, wrapped tightly, still shivering by the pervasive cold wind blowing in Dianzhou. Rao is a martial artist, no matter how strong his physique is, he can't withstand the cold weather of Dianzhou.
With some depressive thoughts, he let out a breath of air in his mouth, feeling that his mouth was about to freeze.
The carriage was quiet, as if there was nothing inside.
Yan Liang didn't respond. He sat on the soft collapse, holding a book in his big, well-knotted hands, his eyes drooping, his mind was long gone from the book.
"Yan Shi, enough."
Yan Jiu, who was sitting on the other side, glared at him and approached him in a low voice: "The son heard that Madam Mu seemed to have appeared in Dianzhou. This is..." He stopped talking and looked at the closed carriage. The throat rolled, and the pressure became lower and lower, "Anyway, don't talk too much, son's business, we can't intervene!"
That's it!
Yan Shi suddenly realized that the sixth prince entrusted the son to investigate the corruption case of the governor of Dianzhou. Obviously, there are many capable people, but the son has to go there in person regardless of his illness.
Now he finally understands.
He chuckled his mouth twice, he wrapped his jacket tightly, his eyes were empty, and he fell into the memory.
At that time, the old lady of the Yan family was seriously ill and hurriedly summoned the children and grandchildren to go back. Among them, the old lady most missed Yan Liang. Letters from home were delivered to Taohua Village one by one, and when Yan Liang hurried back, only had time to see the old lady for the last time.
Yan Liang has the best relationship with the old lady. He is a sensible person. He knows that people are inherently dead, but he really puts it on him. Even if he thinks clearly, can he avoid sadness
Yan Liang has been sluggish for a while, and his whole body has lost a lot of weight. When I was in a good mood and returned to Taohua Village, I saw the yard full of dead leaves and the food that was rotten and moldy.
The mother and son who cared about people disappeared without a trace, just like evaporating from the world. These years, Yan Liang has searched many places and never found them again.
Even Yan Liang didn't understand why he had such a deep obsession with a woman. It's as if you can only find her, your missing soul, to be complete.
Yan Shi understood the whole story and stopped asking more questions. Together with Yan Jiu, he focused on driving the car.
This time they came in a low-key manner, except for their own, no one outsider knew about it.
In Yan Liang's words, it is: only what you see secretly is the fact that you can really see. And what you see on the bright side is just what the other person wants to show you.
Yan Shi didn't understand so many principles. He was just a guard who was responsible for protecting the master's safety.
After a moment of trance, he completely forgot that the carriage was driven by himself.
Inadvertently, in Yan Jiu's exclaim, the horse lost control and immediately ran into a small stall.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Yan Shi, you shit!!"
Yan Jiu hurriedly remedied it, but it was too late.
The carriage knocked over a stall full of embroidered handkerchiefs, and all the handkerchiefs fell to the dirty ground in all directions, instantly drenched in muddy water.
"Ouch, my veil!!"
The one who set up the stall was a woman. She was hiding in an emergency and was not hit, but because of panic, she fell into the mud nest. When she got up, she saw that all the goods she depended on were destroyed. , I was desperate, and started crying when I patted my thigh.