"Sister-in-law, I promised Brother Yan that he would send you safely to Yaocheng!" Shi Liu was unmoved.

Lin Chu knew his concerns and said, "It's still early, turning from the road on the left is the South Lane, which won't be too late!"

It took only a small turn from the north gate of the south lane, and it really didn't take much time.

Shi Liu grew up in Qiang City since he was a child and was very familiar with the terrain here. Seeing Lin Chu insisting, he drove his carriage to the south alley.

Lin Chu had thought before that if he wanted to leave, he would have to say anything to Aunt Song no matter what.

She couldn't control what Jiang Wanxue liked to do, but if possible, she still hoped to help Aunt Song's family.

When he arrived at Aunt Song's house, Lin Chufeng jumped out of the carriage and shouted "Aunt Song" and entered the yard.

Aunt Song was cooking in the kitchen. When she heard the cry, she saw that Lin Chu was back. She smiled and crawled on her cheeks, and said angrily, "You kid, you disappeared as soon as you go out. I was still thinking about where you went..."

"Auntie, come with me." Lin Chu interrupted Aunt Song, grabbed her hand and was about to walk out.

Aunt Song stopped the smile on her face, looked at the carriage outside the yard in confusion, and then looked at Lin Chu, "What's wrong?"

"The war in Qiang City is going to go and avoid it, so my aunt will follow me to avoid it." Lin Chu treated Aunt Song as a relative and did not hesitate to speak.

When Aunt Song heard this, she smiled, "I haven't fought in Qiangcheng for a year? You are the first to come here and have never seen it yet."

Lin Chu shook his head, and for some reason, he could only look at Aunt Song sincerely, "Auntie, believe me once."

Aunt Song looked at Lin Chuyi for a while. Perhaps she could see something from Lin Chu's expression, but she still shook her head, "Good boy, my old Song is still on the other side of the city tower. Even if there is something, I can't leave this house and leave. I have to wait for him to come back at home."

"Let's go to the city tower to take Uncle Song with you!" Lin Chu knew that he was naive, but she felt uncomfortable when she thought that Aunt Song and his wife would die in Qiang City.

Aunt Song smiled, and the folds on her face stretched out, "Old Song has no other ability in his life, he has never been a deserter. No matter whether the city is broken or not, he has to guard there. When he guards this city, I will guard him..."

This sentence shocked Lin Chu a lot.

Aunt Song patted her hand and smiled, "Look at you, your child, this battle has not been fought yet. Brother Yan is a careful person. I am afraid that you will be afraid at home. I will send you to other places to avoid you. Let's go with Brother Yan. In the coming year, my aunt wants to hold you two big fat babies!"

If they don’t leave, they won’t have the coming year!

"Aunt!" Lin Chu was heartbroken and his eyes were red.

This scared Aunt Song, "Why are you crying?" Her rough hands that had been working all year round wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Chu's eyes.

"Sister-in-law, it's time to leave!" Shi Liu shouted outside the yard.

Aunt Song turned back to the kitchen and wrapped the meat buns with a clean handkerchief and stuffed them into Lin Chu's hand. "I wanted to keep you for lunch, but you are in a hurry to go. You can take this meat bun on the way."

Lin Chu walked out of the yard with the meat buns in one step and three times. The little gray dog ​​followed her all the way. Seeing Lin Chu getting into the car, the little gray dog ​​whimpered and whistled under the car. His black eyes looked at Lin Chu with mist. They said that dogs were extremely psychic, and did it have a premonition?

Lin Chu also carried Xiaohui into the car, and looked up and saw Aunt Song standing at the gate of the yard.

Aunt Song still had a kind smile on her face, but in those weathered eyes, she was indifferent to life and death. The older people were a little wise. Even if she knew the end of the matter, she stubbornly chose to stay here.

"Miss Yan, be careful on the road!" The wheels of the car rolled, and Aunt Song waved her hand hard at Lin Chu.

"Aunt!" Thinking of this farewell, Lin Chu's voice was even more swallowed, and tears finally fell.

The carriage rushed very fast, and soon the low walled tile house in the south alley disappeared.

When we arrived at the North City Gate, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Lin Chuzheng was puzzled, and saw the car curtain being knocked up. Yan Mingge's cold and handsome face appeared in his sight. He looked at Lin Chuyi for a while before he said in his usual low voice, "Why are you crying?"

"Why are you here?" Because I had just cried, Lin Chu's voice was a bit muffled, like an angry little wife.

"Let's see you." He stood high on the horse's back, his voice not so fluctuating that it was not like a love word at all.

Lin Chuzheng didn't know how to answer the conversation, but saw Yan Mingge sweeping his eyes and frowned, "Where is Mrs. Han's carriage?"

Shi Liuyi saw Yan Mingge frowning and was so scared that his heart was tightly scared. His face, which was originally pretty, was almost frowned, "Mrs. Han's carriage went to the city lord's mansion. I couldn't stop calling no matter how I called."

The person who drove Jiang Wanxue's carriage was just an ordinary coachman. If Jiang Wanxue used some money or something, it would be not difficult to get the coachman to change lanes.

When Yan Mingge heard this, his eyebrows frowned a little deeper.

Shi Liu asked carefully, "Do you want to go back to find Mrs. Han?"

"She chose the roads by herself." Yan Mingge's face was terrifyingly cold, "You go out of the city first."

His eyes fell on Lin Chu, and Han Mang finally retracted a little, handed a bulging wallet through the car window, "These money should be enough for your expenses in Yaocheng these days."

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and ordered Shi Liu to go out of the city, without giving Lin Chu any time to speak.

The carriage was about to pass the city gate, but Lin Chu still couldn't help but stick his head out of the car window, looking at the man riding on the tall horse, and shouting his name, "Yan Mingge! Yan Heng!"

The officers and soldiers guarding the city knew each other. Although they knew that Yan Mingge had a bad temper, they couldn't help but laugh and joke with Yan Mingge when they saw this.

Yan Mingge listened to the jokes of the officers and soldiers, looked at the carriage running towards the official road in the distance, and a deep eye was rarely soft.

***

When Jiang Wanxue came to Qiang City with Han Zichen, she lived in the City Lord's Mansion, so she easily knocked on the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

The one who received her was Feng Yan's concubine Zhao.

Zhao had a melon-shaped face and looked very cute. His fox eyes destroyed the pure feeling and added a bit of charming look.

"House a month ago, my husband told me that Prince Han was killed. I also cried for you for your wife, and asked her husband to look for you everywhere. Now that I see that my wife is safe, my heart is safe." Zhao was wearing a rose-red peony satin jacket, with pearls and jade on his head. Although he was smiling, Jiang Wanxue could still see the hypocrisy at a glance.

Women are all drama actors, but they are just better at acting than anyone else. Jiang Wanxue's tears fell as soon as she said, "Thank you, Mrs. Feng for her concern. I can come back alive, and it's just my husband's blessing."

The two of them made a few polite words from their sisters, and Jiang Wanxue wiped the corners of her eyes with a veil, as if she was unintentionally mentioning it, "Is there any happy event in the mansion so lively today?"

Zhao said, "I heard from my husband that he is a distinguished guest. I am a wife and I don't know so many."

As she said that, she grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds on the table and started eating them.

The boredom flashed in Jiang Wanxue's eyes, and she thought that being petty is petty and having no etiquette to entertain guests.

However, she still maintained a weak and dignified look on her face, and chatted with Zhao casually.

When a high-ranking official and noble family entertain guests at home, they will prepare a guest room regardless of whether the other party will stay overnight.

After talking nonsense for a long time, she finally asked her to get some useful information, and the wing room arranged for the Sixth Prince was in the east crossing courtyard.

Jiang Wanxue knew that the Sixth Prince was coming to the General's Mansion for a banquet today. Since it was a banquet, then there must be beautiful women and wine on the banquet.

In her opinion, the Sixth Prince is still a young boy, and how could he be as smart as Feng Yan? He must be seven minutes drunk after drinking a meal. Then he sent the prepared beauty to the wing room and this matter would be done.

Jiang Wanxue knew that this was his last chance.

As long as the raw rice is cooked, everything will be easy.

The widow's identity can be concealed, and the only thing that is trouble is... she has a son.

After chatting with Zhao for a long time, Jiang Wanxue got up and returned to the room prepared for him.

When I passed by the courtyard, I saw Han Junye watching plum blossoms in the courtyard.

Jiang Wanxue also looked at the plum trees. Heavy snow was just a cold plum, and there was nothing good to look at, but he seemed to be crazy about seeing it.

When he was in the inn, he ran out to see the plum blossoms whenever he had time, and refused to say a word to his own mother.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanxue felt a little bored.

Once upon a time, she expected him to be successful and her mother was noble by her son, but now... Han Junye has become a stumbling block on her road to wealth!

How great if... Han Junye is gone?

Anyway, she is still young and will have children.

The sixth prince's mother, Concubine Gao, was very favored, and the outside family held high power, so she might be able to win the dragon throne in the future... The child she gave birth to was the prince at that time! It was no less noble than the concubine of a Korean prince.

The more I thought about it, Jiang Wanxue felt that her heart was beating faster.

There is a pool next to the plum blossom tree. Because of the large area, the wind and snow that night did not freeze the pool water.

Jiang Wanxue's hands and feet were slightly stiff and approaching Han Junye step by step.

The sound of his feet stomping on the snow made Han Junye turn around. He looked at his mother without saying a word.

Jiang Wanxue's hand stretched out stiffly fell on Han Junye's shoulder and brushed Luoxue for him. She tried to make her voice sound gentle, "What are you looking at?"

Han Junye still said nothing.

Jiang Wanxue saw herself in his big black and white eyes, looking like a female ghost.

Her heart thumped, she stood up and wanted to leave, not wanting to pay attention to him anymore.

But I heard Han Junye behind me say, "Father."

Jiang Wanxue's pupils shrank sharply, and she turned her head and shouted sternly, "What are you talking nonsense?"

Han Junye pointed his fat finger at the plum blossom tree, "My father is on the tree, keeping watching you."

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