Ever since Prime Minister Right got into the carriage, Rong Yue's back has never been loose, she tensed her body as far away from him as possible, and even her palms were sweaty delicately.
The carriage bumped all the way, and Rong Yue felt his stomach churning like a sea, maybe it was because of the hot weather that made him sick.
In a few hours, the clothes were more than half wet, and it was uncomfortable to cling to the back. Rong Yue was looking forward to arriving in Kyoto as soon as possible.
The Prime Minister on the right was calm and relaxed, no anxiety or hotness could be seen on his face, leaning against the wall of the car, holding the military book in one hand, reading with relish.
As long as Rong Yue didn't speak, Prime Minister Right would never take the initiative to talk to Rong Yue. After getting along for two days, Rong Yue gradually got used to it, and his fear towards Prime Minister Right decreased a lot.
Today, Rong Yue propped her chin with one hand. On the table were some freshly bought pastries. After tasting two pieces, she put them down and held them in her hands to play with them in a boring way.
Prime Minister on the right glanced at Rong Yue from the corner of his eye, and saw that her small face seemed to have lost weight, and she crushed the pastry into crumbs in her hands.
The carriage stopped slowly, and everyone stopped on the side of the road to rest for a while.
Rong Yue lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, stretched herself out, took a breath of fresh air, and felt refreshed.
"Qingyu, how long will it take for us to reach Kyoto?"
Qingyu calculated the time and replied, "It will take about ten days."
Rong Yue turned her face when she heard the words, and Qing Yu seemed to have no intention of saying, "The stop and go along the way really delays a lot of time, if we hurry up, we can arrive within seven days."
Rong Yue thought for a while and then nodded. After resting for half an hour, she got into the carriage again,
Suddenly, a gust of cold air hit his face, making Rong Yue feel relieved, his eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth curled up.
The one on the right leaned against the wall of the car, holding a book in one hand, and picked up a ripe red bayberry with the other slender finger. His fingers were extremely white and beautiful against the delicate color of the red bayberry.
Rong Yue's gaze was fixed on the red bayberry, unable to move her eyes away, she swallowed unconsciously.
On the table are not only red bayberries, but also some fresh fruits, all round and plump, very fresh, evenly placed on a large plate, with crystal clear ice cubes at the bottom, which are still steaming.
No wonder it was much cooler in the carriage. What Rong Yue was curious about was, where did she pick these fruits in just half an hour
Before she could think about it, Rong Yue got into the carriage and returned to her seat, glanced at the right face from the corner of her eyes from time to time, and felt embarrassed to speak.
Seeing Prime Minister Right's slender, white fingers feeding one by one into his mouth, Rong Yue waited for a long time but didn't see Prime Minister Right asking her to invite her. She was a little discouraged, but Rong Yue would feel a little embarrassed if she asked her to speak up on her own initiative.
The right minister was holding the book, flipping through it page by page, as if he was attracted by the book, completely forgetting himself, and didn't raise his eyes to glance at her in a daze.
Rong Yue glared at Prime Minister on the right several times, but he was like a mountain, except for turning pages and picking fruit, he didn't move his posture.
"Crunch!" The crisp sound of Prime Minister Right came to Rong Yue's ears, and Rong Yue turned her head and lay down outside the window angrily.
The tip of the nose was filled with the aroma of fruit, and the ears were filled with the sound of someone's crunching and chewing. Rong Yue swallowed, and when she turned around, the plate was empty.
Rong Yue was instantly annoyed and couldn't help teasing, "Master Xiang's teeth are really sharp."
The right minister heard the sound and looked, with an innocent and confused face, and saw that there was only half-thawed ice water left on the plate, and there was really nothing left.
"Thank you Madam for your compliment. No wonder Truth feels a bit full. It's really that the fruit is too sweet, so I ate more without knowing it."
Rong Yue listened to the superficial smile, the rattling of the back molars, forced a smile, and secretly scolded the right-hand man for being stingy countless times in his heart!
In the past few days, Rong Yue bought pastries and didn't invite the right minister. The right minister definitely did it on purpose!
Rong Yue took a deep breath, "Master Xiang, we don't know when we will be able to reach Dongming when we are hurrying like this. In my opinion, we should hurry up."
Originally, he still had a stomach full of words to persuade Prime Minister Right, but Prime Minister Right agreed without saying a word, and opened the curtain to order to go on.
This made Rong Yue slightly startled, she didn't expect Prime Minister Right to agree so quickly.
The carriage didn't stop at noon, Qing Yu handed over dry food and water, Rong Yue chewed and ate a few pieces but couldn't swallow any more, so he just drank a few more sips of water to support himself, squinted his eyes and lay down on the small table to rest.
An hour later, Rong Yue sniffed, and the tip of her nose smelled the smell of roasted chicken, the smell was strong, Rong Yue smacked her lips, she must be dreaming.
After a while, Rong Yue sniffed her nose hard, and the smell was still lingering on the tip of her nose, not only roast chicken, but also her favorite poplar nectar!
Rong Yue sat up straight, and there were steaming roast chicken and cold poplar nectar on the corner of the table, Rong Yue's eyes were all glistening, and there was a gurgling sound from her lower abdomen.
Prime Minister on the right was still fascinated by the book of war, holding a leg of roast chicken in his hand. For some reason, he didn't feel rude and awkward at all, but very elegant.
If she doesn't attack the right minister, she will definitely eat it all. Rong Yue leaned over and stretched her head, and asked with a flattering expression, "What kind of book is Xiangye reading? I'm so boring, let me read it too." .”
Prime Minister Right handed the book to Rong Yue without further ado, "This military book is not suitable for you to read. I will ask someone to prepare unofficial history for you later."
Speaking of which, Prime Minister Right picked up the chopsticks and began to eat unceremoniously, without the slightest intention of sharing, Rong Yue held the book awkwardly, neither retreating nor entering, the aroma from the tip of her nose made her swallow, straight Look at the right phase.
Why should she eat dry and hard pastry, but the right minister can eat good ones, and why would he eat them right in front of her eyes.
Seeing that Prime Minister on the right was stuffing mouthfuls into his mouth, Rong Yue couldn't bear it any longer, and glanced at Prime Minister on the right, "Master Xiang, Rong Yue didn't eat enough at noon..."
The right minister had a slight smile in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he immediately returned to his cool look, and the smile disappeared without a trace.
"If madam doesn't mind..."
Rong Yue was overjoyed when she heard the words, and waved her hands, "Of course I don't mind, thank you Prime Minister for your hospitality."
Speaking of which, Rong Yue started to work, Prime Minister pushed all the food to Rong Yue, wiped his hands with a towel, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Rong Yue was still too unfamiliar with him all the way, being both polite and unfamiliar, she hadn't opened her heart yet, so the right minister didn't speak for a few days, and only Rong Yue would answer a few words when she spoke.
Occasionally seeing her looking at him timidly and nervously, Prime Minister Right always had a faint smile on his face. After getting along for two days, Rong Yue finally stopped being tense.
Prime Minister Right is very satisfied with this.
Rong Yue really didn't have the mood to choose any more, and didn't care about etiquette. The journey was either in the mountains or in the wilderness, not to mention the accommodation, and there was no restaurant, so Rong Yue could only eat some dry food for two days. The weather was hot, Rong Yue lost his appetite long ago.
After two meals of hunger, dizziness and weakness in limbs, I could only bite the bullet and continue gnawing.
For Rong Yue who hasn't eaten meat for several days, roast chicken is definitely a delicacy in the world. After a big meal, Rong Yue is seven or eight percent full, and Rong Yue is already very satisfied.
"Thank you Prime Minister Right..."
"There's no need to be polite between you and me, as long as Madam enjoys herself." Prime Minister on the right said lightly, not looking at Rong Yue's contented appearance, saving Rong Yue from being shy.
Sure enough, as the right minister expected, Rong Yue wanted to find a crack to get in after hearing the words, but seeing that the right minister didn't look at her, she soon eased up a lot.
In the afternoon, Prime Minister Right ordered someone to send some unofficial histories, some very short stories, Rong Yue read them with relish and indulged in them, and it was night before he knew it.
Turning to the last page, Rong Yue immediately raised her eyes to look at the prime minister on the right, "Is there anything else?"
Prime Minister on the right raised his eyebrows, "It's getting late, it's time to rest, I've been watching for three hours this afternoon, and my eyes probably can't take it anymore."
Rong Yue saw it, and the last book was pressed behind the right minister's head. It felt so bad to read half of it. Rong Yue was eager to know what happened next, as if a claw was scratching her body.
Making her heart flutter, Rong Yue rubbed her eyes, "It's okay, I can still hold on, let me watch for a while."
Prime Minister Right asked someone to remove the small table, spread a thick blanket in the car, Prime Minister Right lay on the blanket, looked up at Rong Yue, "Do you really want to see it?"
Rong Yue nodded immediately, she had never read these unofficial histories, each one made her want to stop, a story was divided into several parts, and after reading it, she wanted to know the ending.
The last one is the last one, but it is in the hands of the right minister, Rong Yue looked at the right minister with a smile, her face became thicker unknowingly, she was not at all as timid as before when she looked at the right minister, she gradually dared to bargain .
Right Prime Minister took the book and handed it to Rong Yue, "I'll rest first, and you go to bed early too."
Rong Yue nodded immediately after taking the book, and couldn't wait to turn the pages, and was soon intoxicated by it.
The right hand turned his back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and waited quietly.
But after a while, there was a low-pitched sobbing sound from behind, Rong Yue wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief while crying, tears were like unstoppable beads, her shoulders shrugged and trembled.
"Wuuuu... Why is Qingniang so pitiful? The damned scholar actually married an official lady behind Qingniang's back."
Rong Yue murmured unconsciously, Prime Minister Right narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, without moving a bit.
The next moment, Rong Yue threw away all the books in her hands, and curled up into a ball in fright.
Right Prime Minister turned his head and glanced at Rong Yue, pretending to be confused, "What happened?"
Rong Yue's small face turned pale, and the sound of howling wind could be heard in his ears, which sounded like ghosts crying and howling wolves. Rong Yue only felt his scalp go numb, and when he saw Prime Minister on the right, tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he looked at Prime Minister on the right pitifully. .
"This... what kind of book is this?"
Prime Minister Right glanced at the book that was thrown far away, and asked again, "If you don't like throwing it out, then why bother?"
Said that Prime Minister Right picked it up and was about to throw it out of the window, Rong Yue rushed over to stop it, and grabbed Prime Minister Right's arm tightly, "No, no, no, I've only watched half of it, what's going on before I finish watching it."
Prime Minister on the right looked at Rong Yue dumbfounded, "You are the one who wants to see, and you are the one who lost the book, hey."
Rong Yue smiled mischievously, took the book and continued to read, and became scared again after reading two pages, glanced at Prime Minister Right and cleared his throat, "Master Xiang, I'm scared when I'm alone..."
The Prime Minister on the right suppressed his smile when he heard the words, sat on the floor, and patted the vacant seat beside him, "Let me see what book can scare Madam like this."
Rong Yue hesitated for a while, blushing, and then thought about getting married sooner or later, so he didn't think much, and sat next to Prime Minister Right, with a gap of about two fists between them.
After a while, Rong Yue unconsciously approached the right minister, her heart was in her throat, and the book in her hand was a little unsteady.
Seeing this, the right minister said, "I can't see clearly when I'm shaking, let me get it."
As he spoke, his two hands crossed Rong Yue's shoulders, holding the book, and by the way, he also protected Rong Yue in his arms. Rong Yue was attracted by the articles in the book, but did not realize how ambiguous this posture was for a while.
Rong Yue reached out and patted the right hand, and the right turned a page automatically, and kept the posture like this.
The wind in the suburbs at night was a bit strong, and the weather turned cold, Rong Yue unconsciously moved towards the back, feeling very warm and comfortable.
The Prime Minister on the right lowered his head, both helpless and funny, he really didn't have any awareness of precautions, and he didn't even know he was abducted.
Rong Yue suddenly covered her eyes with both hands, "Look at this part, if Qingniang's transformation into a ghost is over, you are telling me."
Prime Minister Right hummed lightly, glanced at the books in his hand, they were just stories fabricated by literati and refined scholars, and she was so frightened that she wanted to read them but dared not.
"Qingniang is poor, and I don't blame Qingniang for seeking revenge on the scholar. They were a couple of childhood sweethearts. Because of the scholar's future, Qingniang begged for help and became a concubine. The eldest lady of the official family went too far and occupied Qingniang. Not to mention Niang's position as wife, she will also pour Qingniang's son-in-law soup, causing Qingniang to have a miscarriage."
Rong Yue's voice was muffled, and she was immersed in the story on her own.