Meng Shaoguang and Wuchen hurriedly walked for half a month, and only walked two-thirds of the way from Hejing Road to Hebei, although there were two thousand-mile horses on the carriage, but in the end, it was a carriage, and it was true that they couldn't catch up with the speed of horsebacking. Meng Shaoguang counted the days, his face was silent, and he was a little anxious in his heart.

Now that it is the beginning of September, she still has to reserve nearly a month to return to Beijing, that is to say, she can only stay in Hebei for more than two months, and in these two months, she still needs to go to the Western Dynasty in person. It was about King An, Meng Shaoguang didn't want to have a half-point difference, so in order to rest assured, he could only go in person. This is the most important reason why she must leave Beijing.

Fifth Chen also knew that Meng Shaoguang was in a hurry, there was almost no day in the past half a month that they didn't rest in the early morning, and they never rested for more than two hours. It's just that the two of them can't stand sitting in the carriage all day long, let alone the two of them who are driving the car. Fortunately, the four of them are all practicing martial arts, and they can carry a little more than ordinary people.

"Young master, there is a tea shed in front, let's rest for a while. It will be four or five hours before we reach the next town, and I am afraid that we will have to spend the night in the wilderness again tonight. Qiyan slowed down the carriage and waited for Wu Chen's answer.

"Okay." Fifth Chen replied. Riding in a carriage was actually a painful thing, and he would rather ride a horse. It's just the first time I've been in such a hurry to go to a place, and I have to take a horse-drawn carriage. He didn't have a choice.

"Why don't you go down and rest, and stay in the carriage all the time?" Fifth Chen spoke. Although Meng Shaoguang's existence concealed Qiyan and Jiujue, Qiyan and Jiujue were both martial arts practitioners, and it was impossible not to know that there was another person in the carriage besides Wuchen. It's just that Wu Chen didn't say it, so they just didn't know.

In the past half a month, I have not noticed the slightest surveillance and wrongness, but it is safe. The main reason why they are still so cautious is because just in case. This is good for the fifth family, and it is also good for King An's mansion.

"No need." I've endured it for half a month, but it's still a few days. What Meng Shaoguang is best at is to endure what others can't endure. In the past, it was okay to squat in one place motionless for a few days and nights for a task, not to mention that now you can still eat and move, what can't you stand it.

Wuchen was not reluctant, but his understanding of Meng Shaoguang was deeper. Such a woman who can endure loneliness and bumps is really rare in the world.

Before Wu Chen went down, he deliberately put away all the tea sets in the dark compartment, so that Meng Shaoguang could stretch freely and sit more comfortably, Meng Shaoguang was not polite, stretched his waist and pressed his legs, moved his neck and twisted his waist. It's not as comfortable as squatting like this, but now I can only endure it.

The fingers of the active person were only heard outside with the sound of horses' hooves. Listening to the sound, it is a good horse, but the pace is heavy and the breath is a little panting, and it is more tired than the two thousand-mile horses that have been running for half a month.

Meng Shaoguang was curious about what kind of person was riding a horse so desperately, what a big deal it must be. He lifted the curtain a little and looked out. She leaned on the backlit position, and it was pitch black from the outside in, but the scene outside was clearly visible.

I saw a gray-clothed man riding a horse in a cloud of smoke and dust, his ordinary face was full of tiredness, and the black boots on the saddle were stained with dust, but the crossed and orderly lines on the gray upper still fell in Meng Shaoguang's eyes. Meng Shaoguang looked him up and down a few times, and his gaze was not very deliberate, even a person with a strong sense of vigilance would not find it. Then the curtain was lowered.

The man in gray gave the reins to his fellow men and asked him to feed the horses, while he sat down and asked for some tea and dry food, and ate them in great gulps.

Wu Chen and Qiyan Jiujue were drinking tea and resting, when they saw the curtain of the carriage suddenly open, and Meng Shaoguang, whose face was covered with a veil, came out of the carriage.

Wu Chen hurriedly stood up, walked over and shook Meng Guang next, and said with concern in his mouth: "What's wrong, isn't it uncomfortable?" As he spoke, he thoughtfully mixed her into the position where he was sitting and sat down, and personally poured a cup of tea for Meng Shaoguang.

"It's stuffy in the carriage, come out and breathe." After that, he smiled at Wu Chen, a pair of deep eyes bent into a crescent moon with a smile, looking so gentle and quiet.

There are not many people in the tea shed, plus the shopkeeper, the man in gray, and the fifth Chen and other four people, there is nothing else.

The shopkeeper saw that Wuchen was still with the girl, so he kindly reminded him, "The guest officer might as well rest in this tea shed tonight, and then go further into the Fuhu Forest, there are many beasts during the day, let alone at night." Here we don't collect it at night, and the shed can at least be used as a storm when it is lowered. ”

Wu Chen smiled at the shopkeeper with a grateful face and said, "Thank you for the shopkeeper." After saying that, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly said to the gray-clothed man who was across a table from them: "Brother Ren is from Fuhu Forest, is the road inside still easy to walk?" ”

Wu Chen's speech was a little abrupt, after all, it was rude not to know him, but Wu Chen smiled and squinted his face, and his face was kind and wealthy, which made people angry.

The gray-clothed man glanced at Wu Chen, and saw that the group of them were gorgeously dressed and thought that they were probably going out to play, so they didn't want to take care of him, and ate by themselves.

Wu Chen took advantage of the blatant glance at the past, and saw that the gray-clothed man was sitting in a strange manner, and his eyes were dark blue and his face was yellow, so he knew that this was the result of continuous hurrying without rest, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he shook his head and stopped talking.

"Son, I'll go for a walk with you." Looking around at a wilderness, this reason sounds a bit far-fetched, but it is very in line with the current identity of Wuchen, isn't your son just a vassal and elegant, and he has nothing to do to take two steps to make a poem, no matter where he is.

Fifth Chen obviously felt that the gray-clothed man snorted coldly, ignored him, and pulled Meng Shaoguang and walked out. Slowly take a walk.

"What's wrong?" Wu Chen asked what was wrong with the man in gray. He just saw that the reason why Meng Shaoguang came down was for the gray-clothed man, so he would follow the shopkeeper's words and talk to the gray-clothed man, but he didn't want the gray-clothed man's vigilance to be so heavy.

"The man was wearing the shoes of King An's Mansion, and if it was a messenger or something else, he should be able to distinguish it from his clothes. But if there is a secret mission, it will not be so sloppy that you forget to change your shoes. An Wangfu is not so stupid, this person must have forgotten in a hurry, and only changed his clothes and ran out. He left in such a hurry, someone must have found out something and sent him a letter back, no matter what it was, it would not be a good thing for King An's Mansion. "The clothes, shoes and socks of the Anwangfu and the Nan'an Army are sewn by special people, and ordinary people don't know the difference, just like this boot, the crossed and orderly lines on the upper are rarely noticed, and there are very few people who know, which is a sign used to distinguish their own people.

"He must be kept!"