Mo Hanqing opened the curtain and walked out of the carriage, then jumped off the carriage neatly, then turned around and stretched out his hand towards Ye Qiqi, who followed him out of the carriage.
Ye Qiqi held Mo Hanqing's hand and jumped out of the carriage, looking up at the restaurant in front of her.
There is a lot of dust on the threshold of the restaurant door. The afterglow of the setting sun shines in front of the restaurant door, but not into the restaurant lobby.
The four words "Yelai Inn" hanging on the door also looked a little worn, and the red silk on both sides was blown by the wind and faded.
Ye Qiqi was stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly: "Are we... staying here tonight?"
"This is the biggest inn in this town." Leng Liu looked at the dilapidated Yuelai Inn in front of him. He couldn't help but reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then said to Ye Qiqi: "Others The inn is worse than this one.”
"Oh..." Ye Qiqi nodded, then glanced at Mo Hanqing and said, "Then let's go in."
"Yes." After Mo Hanqing responded, he turned back and looked at the carriage following them.
Gong Mei and Liu Yunwei were seen walking out of the carriage behind them.
Gong Mei raised her head and glanced at the inn in front of her, with undisguised disgust in her sparkling eyes.
"Let's go in." After Mo Hanqing glanced at them, he put his arm around Ye Qiqi's shoulders and walked towards the door of the inn.
The light inside the inn was a little dim. There were only a few candles lit in the lobby. The candlelight flickered and only illuminated the waiter who was dozing in front of the counter.
Leng Liu looked at the drowsy waiter, frowned, walked forward, reached out and patted the table in front of him, and said loudly: "Waiter, is there a room?"
"Ah!" The waiter, who was dozing off, was woken up by Leng Liu's roar and shivered subconsciously.
He raised his head and looked at the people standing in front of him.
All of these people were wearing silk and satin, and the materials looked very valuable, and they looked like they belonged to a wealthy family.
The waiter immediately became energetic and nodded to them: "Yes, yes, there are rooms. How many rooms do you want for the guests?"
"Three upper rooms." Mo Hanqing glanced at the waiter lightly, and then said to him in a cold voice.
"Okay, three upper rooms, please come over here with me!" The waiter happily responded, then turned around and took down three keys from the hook hanging on the wall behind him. Then he walked to the stairs and gestured "please" to them.
"Yes." Mo Hanqing responded, then led Ye Qiqi and the others up the stairs, following the waiter.
The stairs in this inn were made of wood, but the wood seemed to be old. When they stepped on it, they could only hear the stairs creaking.
The waiter walked in front and said apologetically while leading the way: "I'm sorry, gentlemen, our Yuelai Inn is old and the stairs are a little bit old. Although there is some noise when walking, please don't worry. , there is absolutely no safety problem...ah..."
Before the waiter finished speaking, a hole was directly broken in the wooden board under his feet.
His foot was stuck in the hole.