It took more than half a month for Wuchen and Meng Shaoguang to go from Yancheng to Qiancheng, and it only took six or seven days to go back, and the time was just right, and it was already three minutes when they arrived at the Yancheng Courtyard.

The people in the courtyard seemed to have been notified a long time ago, and their carriage stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and the steward greeted him with an oil umbrella in his hand.

Wu Chen lifted the curtain and got out of the car first, looking at the white ground under his feet and seemed to be stunned for a moment, seeing Meng Shaoguang come out, he subconsciously reached out to help, and saw the white that fell in her hair after she stood still.

It turned out to be snowing.

The first snow of the year, it really didn't come at the right time.

This was Wu Chen's first reaction after his sudden abruptness. He actually likes snow days very much, and he is a little irritated for no reason when he watches the snowflakes flying like this.

At this time, it snows, and at the latest, Meng Shaoguang will try his best to touch the barracks, and this kind of weather has no intention of expanding the difficulty again.

Wuchen held Meng Shaoguang's hand and forgot to let go, suddenly tightened, took the oil umbrella in the steward's hand and propped it on top of Meng Shaoguang's head, and led her towards the house without saying a word.

On such a cold day, how can Shao'er stand such delicate?

That's right, it's delicate.

Fifth Chen knew that Meng Shaoguang had almost grown up on the battlefield, and there was nothing wrong with enduring hardships and standing hard work. But along the way, he found that Meng Shaoguang was very particular about his daily life, not to say that he had to be the best, but it was of great quality, such as drinking tea, Wuchen used good tea, Meng Shaoguang would drink a few more cups every time, and he would love to drink when he liked it, and a few people stayed elsewhere to drink other people's tea, Meng Shaoguang would give a taste of face, and then put it down and would not touch it again, and the same was true for food.

Meng Shaoguang is very picky, but he is very easy to raise. At home, everything is fine; In the barracks, the big pot of rice and boiled water can still live arbitrarily and chicly. This is Meng Shaoguang, who is not shocked by the humiliation, rich and poor.

A few people came to the lobby, and the steward hurriedly beckoned people to come over with two stoves and serve hot tea.

"Young master, the stove has been burned in the room in advance, the carpet and cotton cover have already been prepared, and the kitchen is boiling soup, you can drink tea first to warm up."

Wu Chen nodded, "Uncle Fu go and rest." ”

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, smiled and promised: "I'll go and ask them to bring the soup in and rest, and the hot water has been sent into the room, so the young master and the girl should rest early after drinking the soup." The snow came suddenly, and it was even colder later. ”

Watching Uncle Fu go out, Wu Chen put down the tea, tilted his head with both hands on the stove, and looked at Meng Shaoguang, who had not said a word since he got out of the carriage, and did not speak.

Meng Shaoguang frowned and thought about things, holding the tea next to the stove in his hand and didn't move.

Meng Shaoguang felt that this snow was very timely, and maybe it could be bigger. Generally, when encountering this kind of weather, people will not adapt to it, even soldiers are the same, sudden fever or something, lazy patrols and the like, anyway, all kinds of problems. Just these few days, these days are the best opportunity to go to the Western Korean Army.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, the code left by King An is very likely to be covered with snow, so it will not be so easy to find him in the military camp of more than 100,000 people.

"If you want to go, let Qiyan and Jiujue go together, the two of them are very good." Wu Chen saw that Meng Shaoguang was thinking about things intently, but he didn't realize that he had been staring at her, and suddenly spoke.

This feeling of being ignored is really not very good.

Sneaking in the snow is the easiest way to leave footprints, which is really inconvenient. Although he had made enough preparations to be able to send Meng Shaoguang in, but just in case, he had to plan for the worst, not to mention Qiyan and Jiujue, it was still okay to flee and hide with someone.