Seeing Ye Lingyue, Feng Xin unconsciously softened her brows and eyes.
"These two are my good friends, Ye Lingyue and Lan Cai'er. Lingyue, Miss Lan, this is Boss Feng, the boss of the Northwest Caravan, and this is Xue Hongyu, who escorted the Northwest Caravan this time. The deputy head of the blood knife mercenary regiment in the Xixia Plain." Feng Xin introduced each other to several people.
Ye Lingyue and Lan Caier greeted Boss Feng.
It's just that when he greeted Xue Hongyu, the other party's eyes were very unfriendly, especially when he saw Ye Lingyue, Xue Hongyu said something strangely.
"It turns out that this one is Princess Ye, who is 'famous'. I have admired him for a long time."
The news about the Mercenary Corps is also very well-informed, especially the old-fashioned Corps of the Blood Knife Mercenary Corps. There have been all kinds of rumors about the second lady of the Lan Mansion in Xiadu these days.
Especially the news that her private life was chaotic and she hooked up with many princes and princes made all the unmarried women inside and outside Xiadu jealous.
Xue Hongyu is twenty this year and has never been married. Her eyes are high above her head, so she must find a man who is both talented and beautiful.
When she met Feng Xin this time, although she didn't know Feng Xin's real identity, she could tell from Feng Xin's conversation and appearance that he was a rare and wealthy son-in-law.
Xue Hongyu originally thought that with her looks and skills, she would be able to win Feng Xin's favor along the way.
Who knows, Ye Lingyue will come out halfway.
Anyone with a discerning eye could hear Xue Hongyu's tone. When Lan Cai'er heard this, she was unhappy, and sneered back.
"What kind of blood knife mercenary group? I have never heard of it. The Northwest Caravan is a well-known caravan in China. Even if you want to find a mercenary group, you have to find a decent one."
"Who doesn't have eyes, the Blood Sword Corps is the big army of Daxia." Xue Hongyu became excited when he heard it.
The two girls got together before they set off, and neither of them would give in if you said anything to me.
"Guys, it's almost time, and it's time to go. It's just that the caravan doesn't have enough carriages. I'm afraid the two ladies will have to ride horses along the way." As soon as Boss Feng smelled the smell of gunpowder, he hurried up to be a peacemaker.
At first glance, these few people are either rich or expensive. Boss Feng has heard of Ye Lingyue's name, and if he wants to come to another one, it should be Miss Lanfu.
I heard that this person is also not easy to mess with. He was the tenth place in the imperial competition back then, a ruthless character that even the crown prince dared to fight.
"I can ride a horse, but my younger sister has to take a car. How about this, Dao slave, you ride a horse with me, and Ling Yue and Feng Shao take a car together." Lan Caier is very strange, she can tell at a glance that the one called Xue Hongyu had a good impression of Feng Xin, so she targeted Ye Lingyue.
Don't take a pee to see what kind of virtue I am, how dare I compare with her family's Ling Yue.
Lan Cai'er is a typical temperament with a clear distinction between love and hate. If she likes you, she can lift you up to the sky. If she doesn't like you, she would like to crush you to death immediately like an ant.
Seeing that Xue Hongyu was not feeling well, she just wanted to make him feel uncomfortable. With a few words, she stuffed Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin into the carriage, pulled the knife slave, and rode along beside the carriage. , the run was far away, and there was no chance of even getting close to Feng Xin.
For Lan Caier's almost naive approach, Ye Lingyue was also very helpless, Feng Xin just smiled, anyway, in his eyes, except for Ye Lingyue, other women belonged to passers-by A and B.
But Lan Cai'er's arrangement is also very considerate.
Although Ye Lingyue owns a red rabbit horse, since she was born in the southern plains since she was a child, she is really not used to riding a horse for a long time.
Feng Xin's body is also not suitable for long-term bumps.
The carriages of the Northwest Caravan are very elegant, not big, but very comfortable.
When Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin sat together, he was still a little embarrassed, but fortunately Feng Xin was very good at talking, maybe because he was afraid that Ye Lingyue would be bored, he talked about interesting things in the northwest area along the way, Ye Lingyue was also Hear it with gusto.
In the second half of the journey, due to the bumpy carriage, Ye Lingyue fell asleep unconsciously.
This sleep lasted until around dusk. When I woke up, there was a rustling sound in my ears.
Opening her eyes, Ye Lingyue found that she was wearing a man's clothes.
The clothes exuded Feng Xin's unique clear fragrance, most of her body was pillowed on Feng Xin's shoulder, Feng Xin leaned stiffly against the carriage wall, holding a book in her hand.
The setting sun slanted into the car window, and the outline of Feng Xin's side face seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light. His eyelashes and even his pupils turned golden. He was so handsome that he was not like ordinary people.
All of a sudden, Ye Lingyue forgot to move.
She actually just slept on Feng Xin's pillow for a whole day, Ye Lingyue was embarrassed and got up quickly.
Realizing that the people around him moved, Feng Xin turned sideways, and when he saw Ye Lingyue, he smiled.
"It turns out that you like to talk in your dreams when you sleep."
"I said something, why didn't you wake me up." Ye Lingyue blamed, looked at Feng Xin again, and thought to herself that she should never say anything that shouldn't be said.
"I said something unimportant, what kind of money... wine" Feng Xin laughed. "I can't see that you are still a money addict and a drunkard."
"You are the money addict and alcoholic." Ye Lingyue frowned, with disbelief on her face.
Feng Xin lowered her eyes, just now in Ye Lingyue's sleep, she did say something in her sleep... Those words... Forget it, from now on, he will never let anyone hurt her again.
Ye Lingyue struggled to stand up, but after sleeping for so long, her body was paralyzed. She wanted to stand up, but her knees softened, but she almost fell on the car.
Feng Xin supported her, raised her hand, gently took off her shoes, and kneaded her numb feet.
When the slender fingers touched her ankle through the soft fabric, Ye Lingyue and Feng Xin trembled at the same time, and an indescribable numbness flowed to the bottom of their hearts.
"No, I... I'll do it myself." Ye Lingyue blushed, frantically moving Feng Xin's hand away.
It's a shame that she has to bother Feng Xin, a sick patient, to take care of her.
But it's strange to say that Feng Xin is pampered and pampered, unexpectedly she is quite handy in taking care of others.
"Don't force it. You slept for a long time, and your legs and feet are numb. Get out of the car and stretch your muscles first." Feng Xin said, regardless of Ye Lingyue's refusal, she hugged Ye Lingyue by the waist.
When getting off the car, Ye Lingyue realized that the caravan had already stopped.
Everyone is already counting and sorting out supplies at this moment.
Obviously just now, Feng Xin didn't want to disturb her sleep, so she didn't get out of the car.