Jing Yan ordered the coachman to stand by and hike up the mountain with the book.

As soon as I walked a few steps up the mountain, I saw a group of people carrying a sedan chair down the mountain.

Jing Yan and Shuwen immediately stepped aside, wanting the sedan chair to pass first.

When Jing Yan watched the four people carrying a large sedan chair walking in front of them, the four big men walked steadily, and the sedan chair did not move at all, secretly surprised!

There are four or five attendants next to the sedan chair, and at a glance, you can see that the people sitting in the sedan chair are not idle people!

After the sedan chair and Jing Yan completely passed by, Jing Yan continued to walk forward with the book.

Suddenly, the voice of the prime minister came from inside the palanquin. "Who was it just now?"

Steward Zhou, who was dressed as an ordinary person, had already recognized Jing Yan and replied truthfully: "It was Jing Yan, the younger brother of the eldest aunt, who took the little girl up the mountain. ”

The prime minister didn't respond after hearing this, thinking that it was just a coincidence that he met Jing Yan.

Until the sedan chair is carried to the foot of the mountain.

After the prime minister got off the sedan chair, he stood in place, waiting for Steward Zhou to direct the coachman to drive the carriage over.

Guards disguised as ordinary people also surrounded the prime minister, protecting him impenetrably.

The coachman drove the carriage, and the prime minister stepped on the back of one of the guards. Just as he was about to get into the carriage, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Jingfu's carriage.

He stared at Zhuo Nan and asked Steward Zhou about the carriage they were riding. "The carriages over there are familiar. ”

Steward Zhou followed the prime minister's gaze and recognized at a glance the coachman Xiao Si who was napping against the wall of the car, which was the special coachman who often sent the eldest lady and the eldest aunt back to the prime minister's mansion!

Looking at the prime minister's face, he hesitated for a moment but told the truth. "Master, that's the carriage of the eldest lady and the eldest aunt. ”

Prime Minister: !!! damn evil girl came to Lianruo Temple by herself, then let him come here for a special time!

Turning his head and suddenly staring at Steward Zhou, he said with a gloomy expression: "Throw away the tea!" and then got into the carriage.

Steward Zhou blinked his eyes in confusion, lowered his head and took out a large bag of tea from his arms. This is the tea from Master Jinglian, that is, Zhuoya, and the old man told him to keep it personally, as if he were treating rare treasures carefully, why would he throw it away again?!

Steward Zhou was puzzled, and he really couldn't guess why the old man just saw the carriage in the eldest aunt's house, why did he suddenly change his face?

Staring at the wrapped tea leaves, I thought that the master would throw it away.

Even if it was a silver ticket, he had to throw it away without hesitation when the lord gave the order!

He threw away the tea and climbed into the carriage, not daring to sit in the carriage, for fear that the angry prime minister would be implicated, so he sat directly next to the coachman.

The coachman waved his whip and steered the carriage slowly, and when there was no obstacle on the open road, he gradually accelerated.

"Stop!" suddenly came the prime minister's majestic order from inside the carriage.

"Woo ....... The coachman quickly tightened his reins and slowly stopped the galloping horse.

"Pick up the tea leaves. "The Prime Minister's unquestionable strong order came from inside the carriage again.

“…… Be. Steward Zhou jumped out of the carriage and ran back. He didn't dare to perform light skills for fear of being found out that he knew martial arts, so he only ran back to the same place as fast as an ordinary person.

I was dumbfounded after going back and forth in the place where the tea was lost, and the tea was gone!

Steward Zhou half-squinted his eyes and burst out with a murderous gaze to look around the week, looking at every coachman who was standing, sitting or going.

Before he could figure out the person who took the tea himself, he suddenly felt someone approaching behind him.

Steward Zhou suddenly turned around and glared at the visitor with fierce eyes.

A burly coachman in coarse linen clothes, holding a large bag of things in his hand, looked at Steward Zhou's fierce expression, and his dark face looked a little embarrassed and cramped.

One hand handed over the tea, and the other grabbed the back of his head. “…… Your tea?"

Steward Zhou thought that it was a small person who wanted to be unfavorable to him, but he didn't expect that it was the person who picked up the tea and took the initiative to return it. The fierce expression instantly converged into the body and became gentle. "Hmm. Reaching for the tea, he walked directly past the coachman.

Steward Zhou had just walked a short distance when another lean coachman walked up to the burly coachman who returned the tea and said sarcastically: "Was that person sick just now? The tea was thrown by him and he came back to find it." But you were sicker than he was, and you returned what you had picked up. They didn't even say thank you!"

Butler Zhou, who is armed with martial arts and has bright ears and eyes, has green tendons on his forehead. Resisting the desire to turn around and slap the driver to death who said he was 'sick', he ran back the same way.

The prime minister is still waiting for him to return, and he can't waste his time on passers-by.

Steward Zhou rushed all the way back, tears in his heart.

The master has orders, and the slaves can only obey orders forever.

There is actually some truth in what the coachman said just now, but it is the master who is sick, not him, a capricious minion, and he is in tears when he talks too much, .......

The trees on the mountain are lush and green, and hundreds of birds are singing.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the layers of leaves and forms dappled shadows on the ground.

Under the shade of the trees was a winding path, on which a man and a woman walked, followed by two maidservants.

Zhuo Nan straightened up and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat stains that came out of climbing the mountain.

After a few glances left and right, he looked up again to see that the tall trees on both sides blocked the dazzling scorching sunlight overhead, forming mottled shadows on the ground, and smiled at Jing Rong: "Taking this trail up the mountain is really cooler than the avenue, and there are no passers-by." ”

Jing Rong looked at her sweaty appearance, and gloated: "Let you get up early, you will rely on the bed, it's hot." ”

Zhuo Nan's beautiful eyes stared at Jing Rong, who was not sweating at all, envious, jealous and hateful. "If you say it again, I won't leave!

Seeing this, Aoyagi and Aoyan deliberately fell behind a lot, so as not to let the two masters compete against each other and they were innocently implicated.

Jing Rong glanced at Qing Yan's acquaintance with Qingliu, and reached out to touch the top of Zhuo Nan's head. turned around and strode mercilessly and continued to walk forward, not even holding Zhuo Nan's hand.

Zhuo Nan, who was discarded after the threat without success, chased after Jing Rong with the consequences, and hurriedly flattered: "Jing Fox, I was wrong, I shouldn't be jealous of your natural beauty......." ”

"Huh?" Jing Rong stopped, turned his head and looked at Zhuo Nan with a half-squinted smile.

Zhuo Nan hurriedly slapped himself in the mouth and patted it twice. "I'm talking about a natural physique!"

Jing Rong looked at her masochistic funny appearance, and was amused and stretched out his hand to her.

Zhuo Nan was overjoyed and hurriedly held it!

With this hand, she has a lot less effort to go up the mountain!

Although her strength is indeed much greater than before, the inertia in her bones makes her lazy as much as she wants!

As a result, Zhuo Nan was happy for a while, and Jing Rong let go of her hand and didn't leave.

Qingliu, who was originally a lot behind, suddenly appeared behind Jing Rong in an instant, and I don't know where to get a rectangular piece of white cotton cloth and spread it on the grass.

Jing Rong sat down with cotton cloth.