It is the cold winter month, and the wind is biting. After saying goodbye to Gu Fuyin and others, as soon as I left the city gate, the little maid Yuechan lowered the thick cloth curtain in the front of the carport, opened the rear window curtain for breathability, and then burned a basin of charcoal fire in the carport to a prosperous time.

The charcoal fire is a kind of heating stove specially used for heating on ancient carriages. It is made of brass. It covers the lid and has a device similar to a gyro below, which can always maintain balance during bumps, so the charcoal fire inside will not be bumped out.

This time, the carport is neither too frustrated nor cold.

However, it took only one or two days to get there. The trip was boring, so how could I pass it? Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner talked for a while, and felt a little sleepy, so I lay on the bedding.

Song Yun'er had never been so far away. She was very novel. She lay down on the window and looked out. The outside was full of desolation, withering branches and leaves, and a cold wind blew, and the smoke and dust rolled. Occasionally, you could see one or two farmers trembling in the cold wind shaking in the ground. I don't know what they were cleaning up.

After looking for a while, I felt bored and lying on the back window again. I saw that the carriage where Mrs. Bai and her daughter were sitting was very bumpy, and it seemed that the quality was not very good. As the carriage was bumping, the curtains that blocked the wind in front were rolled up from time to time by the cold wind, and the windproof equipment of the carriage was not very good.

The carriages of Master Jin and Master Long were also specially customized by Feng Xiaoxue. Although they are not as luxurious as Yang Qiuchi, their comfort and cold protection functions are much stronger than ordinary carriages. Mrs. Bai and her carriages are ordinary carriages temporarily found by Yingtianfu, which are relatively simple.

Song Yuner shook Yang Qiuchi: "Oh! Brother, wake up! Wake up!"

Yang Qiuchi was sleepy: "What's wrong? The carriage made me feel comfortable and dozing off."

"Stop sleeping!" Song Yuner lay down in the back window and looked at the back, "Mrs. Bai and his carriage can't stop the wind and cold, they may be suffering from cold!"

Now Yang Qiuchi woke up from sleepiness, got up and lay down on the back window to look.

The little maid Yuechan also came over. Before she could see her, Yang Qiuchi shouted: "Stop quickly, let's go and have a look!"

Yang Qiuchi's carriage stopped, and the entire convoy stopped.

Yang Qiuchi jumped out of the carriage, ran to the back a few steps, and picked up the curtains in the carport. He saw Mrs. Bai and Bai Sumei snuggling together. Mrs. Bai was wearing the fox fur that Yang Qiuchi gave them in the Jinyiwei Prison.

Although the two were dressed in thicker clothes, the weather was gloomy and the sun was gone. The wind was blowing. There was no such stove in their car, so they were getting cold.

Bai Sumei saw Yang Qiuchi, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and then she became dim again.

Mrs. Bai looked at Yang Qiuchi and smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Yang, what's wrong?"

"Mrs. Bai, your car is too cold. You have to find a way to keep warm. Otherwise, you will be beaten to the top until the night is hit, and you two will have to be frozen."

Song Yuner and Yuechan also followed, and Yang Qiuchi asked Yuechan: "Do we bring any extra stoves in our luggage?"

Yuechan shook her head: "I prepared two, one in our car and the other for two masters to get in the car. This thing takes up space, so the old lady and the big grandma only prepared these two."

This is a problem. If you make your contribution, Song Yuner will not be afraid of the cold because of her martial arts skills, but the little maid Yuechan will be frozen. The most important thing is that what she fears most is cold, and she will definitely not be able to stand it.

It’s unreasonable to give them the two masters, what should I do?

Mrs. Bai rubbed her hands and said, "Young Master Yang, it's okay. We're fine, we're all dressed thickly."

Bai Sumei glanced at Yang Qiuchi, lowered her head, and said nothing. Her white face was already red with cold.

Yang Qiuchi was thinking about what to do, and Song Yuner said behind her: "Brother, just ask Mrs. Bai and the others to come to our carriage. Wouldn't that be enough? Anyway, our carriage is spacious. It's okay to sit two more."

Yang Qiuchi was just thinking about this, but he was worried that Song Yuner would be too careless and that others would talk too much. Since Song Yuner said it, it would be best if everyone was together. Yang Qiuchi was worried that the journey would be boring. He said now: "Yun'er's proposal is very good. Mrs. Bai and Miss Bai, please ask the two to sit in our car."

Mrs. Bai still wanted to refuse, but when she saw Bai Sumei was so cold, she felt very distressed. She swallowed the words again when she spoke, leaving only a continuous thanks.

The little maid Yuechan quickly helped Mrs. Bai get off the carriage and get into the carriage in front of her. She came back to get the clothes of the two of them. Everyone got on the carriage and continued to move forward.

After Bai Sumei and the others got on the carriage, they helped her mother find a corner and sat cross-legged.

The carriage in the big house was indeed warm, and Mrs. Bai Sumei quickly recovered.

Yang Qiuchi said to Yuechan: "Yuechan, you must serve Mrs. Bai and her daughter more along the way."

Yuechan used to be Mrs. Bai's maid, and later gave it to Yang Qiuchi. Of course she knew how to serve her. She agreed, "Yes, young master!"

"No, no, this is not possible!" Mrs. Bai waved her hands repeatedly. The mother and daughter were no different from the free man who could get Yang Qiuchi's care. She was already grateful. She dared not to ask the maid to serve her. She refused.

Yang Qiuchi advised him a few words, but Mrs. Bai just refused and had no choice but to give up.

I thought it was too busy, but Bai Sumei got on the carriage and said nothing, but just sat cross-legged and recited the scriptures silently.

Just now, Song Yuner and the little maid Yuechan were in the car, and Yang Qiuchi didn't treat them as women, so he was very free to stretch his arms and legs, but now Mrs. Bai and Bai Sumei were in the car, Yang Qiuchi was at a loss.

Mr. Bai Qian originally wanted to grant Bai Sumei to Yang Qiuchi, but he did not achieve this marriage because he asked Yang Qiuchi to divorce his wife. So much so that Bai Sumei was sad and desperate, and she had no intention of mortal world and escaped into a monk. Then the Bai family suffered a sudden disaster. Although Yang Qiuchi saved Mrs. Bai's mother and daughter's life, Yang Qiuchi still felt that he owed Bai Sumei something.

Mrs. Bai is now full of gratitude to Yang Qiuchi. She just wants her daughter to be safe and safe, but she dare not expect Yang Qiuchi to take Bai Sumei as her concubine.

So although there were five people in the carriage in the big house, they didn't speak. For a moment, it was very quiet. Only the sound of the wheels of the carriage were murmurs and the sound of the whimpering cold wind blew.

There are no benches on the carriage, they all sit cross-legged. The ancients were very accustomed to this sitting posture, but Yang Qiuchi rarely sat like this. But since they came up, Yang Qiuchi had to learn to sit cross-legged. After a while, his back hurt and his legs became numb.

Yue Chan sat next to Yang Qiuchi and saw Yang Qiuchi twisting and changing positions. He guessed that he was not used to sitting like this. He smiled and said, "Young Master, stretch your legs straight, Yue Chan will help you rub your legs."

If Yang Qiuchi had just traveled to the Ming Dynasty, he would have been shocked, but after these days, Yang Qiuchi had gradually gotten used to the decaying life of the little landlords in this evil feudal society. In addition, his legs were curled so hard that he felt uncomfortable. He glanced at Bai Sumei and saw that he was silently chanting scriptures with his eyes slightly closed, he wanted to extend his legs quietly behind Yuechan.

Yuechan burst into laughter, hugged Yang Qiuchi's legs and lifted them in front of him.

Yang Qiuchi was embarrassed, but it was difficult to take it back. Fortunately, he was wearing thick white socks, changing every day, without athlete's foot, and not smelly, and would not smudge this beautiful little maid.

Yuechan gently massaged Yang Qiuchi's belly and feet, which was very comfortable. With Yuechan's massage, Yang Qiuchi gradually became less nervous.

Seeing that Bai Sumei had been chanting scriptures, it was not easy to disturb her. After she finally finished reading a paragraph, she asked in vain: "Miss Bai, can I ask you a question?"

Bai Sumei opened her eyes, slightly shy, stretched out her orchid-like fingers and gently stroked her hair on her temples. Her bright big eyes flashed and said, "Please say, young master."

Yang Qiuchi sat up and said, "What is the name of Miss Bai's monk?"

"The Dharma name is the Three Tribulations."

"Three Tribulations?" Yang Qiuchi thought for a moment and immediately understood the meaning of the Dharma name. It refers to her three disasters and three deaths. Thinking of the past, Bai Sumei's soft lips and plump and soft breasts suddenly appeared in her mind. She couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Song Yuner interrupted and said, "Miss Bai, you have suffered three disasters, no, including the next four times, all of which were saved by my brother. You are really destined to be together."

Bai Sumei nodded, and her face turned slightly flushed. I wonder if she was imagining the artificial respiration Yang Qiuchi gave her, or recalling the scene when Yunyashan couldn't help but throw herself into Yang Qiuchi's arms.

Mrs. Bai took the conversation and said, "Yes, this time this time, the rebellion was implicated for no reason. Our Bai family suffered four times, and they were all saved by Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang is so kind to me, the Bai family."

Yang Qiuchi waved his hand: "Mrs. Bai, don't say that, I'm a little embarrassed to do this."

Song Yuner asked Bai Sumei: "Miss Bai, why don't you read the scriptures? Can you remember such a long scripture?"

Yang Qiuchi interrupted, "Yun'er, you are very skilled in martial arts, how do you remember so many moves?"

"Practice it repeatedly. I will remember it after a long time of my life." Song Yuner was a little proud and then asked Bai Sumei: "Miss Bai has not been a monk for a long time. Can you remember so many scriptures?"

Bai Sumei looked at the charcoal fire flashing in the copper stove in the middle of the carport and said leisurely: "What else can I do in the mountain temple besides chanting scriptures?"
Chapter completed!