After a while, Song Chunfeng folded back.

"This is what Aunt Zhuang asked me to bring to you—" Song Chunfeng handed a royal blue bag to Jiang Ying and said.

"What is this......" Jiang Ying was curious, and while taking it, she said suspiciously: "Why don't you give it to me directly, nurse-"

Instead, it was handed over through Guò Song Chunfeng.

The nurse has been really unusually a little too much lately...... Jiang Ying said in her heart.

Just as he was about to open the bag, he was suddenly snatched away by Song Chunfeng!

Jiang Ying raised her head in amazement: "......"

Seeing that the bag was really back in Song Chunfeng's hands, the corners of Jiang Ying's mouth twitched.

Song Chunfeng also realized that his actions were too 'impulsive', and after coughing a few times in embarrassment, he hurriedly explained to Jiang Ying: "Yes, that's the case...... Aunt Zhuang, she told me that this trick can only be handed over to you before it is close to Liancheng, so you can't read it now-"

Jiang Ying was stunned.

Why do you want to make such a mysterious play?

And the focus now is ...... Since the nurse confessed that she would be close to Liancheng and let her know what was in the bag, why did Song Chunfeng take out the bag on the first day on the road?

Or is it that such a thing as a behavioral abnormality is actually contagious?

"Sakura, that's it...... You also know that I'm a person, I'm born with a bad memory, and I always like to forget things. So I want to tell you about this matter in advance, and when it's almost time for Liancheng, you can remind me to take out this bag and give it to you......" Song Chunfeng further explained.

"......" Jiang Ying lost the ability to speak again.

Seeing Song Chunfeng's expression of 'what's the matter, this is a good solution' and 'I also think I have special foresight', Jiang Ying felt a deep sense of powerlessness coming towards her—the kind that can make people fall at any time.

"Sakura, don't you feel a little curious?" Song Chunfeng asked.

Jiang Ying closed her eyes and refused to answer the question.

Do you need to ask!

More often than not. Is she really just a normal teenage girl?

Foodies are also curious, okay?

"But I promised Aunt Zhuang, I must wait until I am close to the capital to let you see the things inside......" Song Chunfeng said with a look of embarrassment.

Jiang Ying waved her hand weakly, "Don't worry, I won't peek, you can go back to sleep...... I'm going to take a break too. ”

She was now more of a heaviness than curiosity.

It was so heavy that it had already suppressed this budding curiosity, so Song Chunfeng couldn't see any curious expression on her face at all.

Yes, Jiang Ying took two steps back into the room. When he raised his hand to close the door. Caught off guard, she saw Song Chunfeng looking at her with admiration.

Sakura Sakura is awesome, I'm not even curious!

He was so curious all the way, okay?

Even...... He also secretly opened it and looked at it!

But since he was illiterate at all. Therefore, I didn't see any doorway, but I only knew that it was a rolled-up letter with the words on it...... It's not pretty.

"Then that's not it, Sakura Sakura ......" Song Chunfeng had a new idea again.

Jiang Ying was barely able to listen.

Looking at the bag that was handed to her again, Jiang Ying's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Really. I heard Song Chunfeng say: "Otherwise, you can keep this bag first, and then open it when it is almost in Liancheng--otherwise I'm afraid I'll lose it halfway." That's not good. ”

And he can't read, so he can't repeat it to Jiang Ying if he loses it.

Jiang Ying couldn't clearly describe the complicated feelings in her heart at this moment-Song Chunfeng trusted her so much, should she feel relieved because of this?

"Sakura, I know you're definitely not going to peek." Song Chunfeng said with a smile. Then with an expression of 'it was decided so happily', he stuffed the bag into Jiang Ying's hand without saying anything.

Then he let out a sigh of relief.

After all, he is a teenager who is not suitable for the task, and he can't hold things down......

Jiang Ying wanted to cry and looked at Song Chunfeng's departing back without tears.

He's relieved.

Have you ever thought about her feelings?

She was wrong from the start. She shouldn't have opened the door......

Looking at the bag in her hand, Jiang Ying thought of the various abnormalities of the Zhuang family in recent days. I can't help but doubt my own type of time-traveling once again - maybe I should reclassify it as a time-traveling suspense reasoning of 'I can't guess the minds of the people around me at all'......?

Standing still for a long time, Jiang Yingfang cleaned up her messy thoughts and raised her hand to close the door.

Outside the window, the night is dark.

After three rounds, the night breeze blew into the room through the unclosed window, and the candle flame in the veil flickered.

"Master, why did you let them go back?" The man in black standing at the table asked puzzled, clearly a child's voice, but his tone was full of coldness.

Dressed in a long black robe, his hood covers most of his face, and only vaguely reveals his wheat-colored chin, which can only be seen by years of wind and sun.

"What if they come back?" Seeing that the people sitting at the table only ate tea and did not speak, the little boy seemed to be in a hurry.

Jin Gong said that he didn't like to talk too much, but he felt that this new master really didn't like to talk.

"No, it won't." Jin Qi finally opened his mouth, but he couldn't be more concise.

The little boy was like a deflated ball, drooping his head and not talking again.

It's simply ...... I can't communicate.

Jin Qi put the teacup down and looked through the unclosed window to look at the dark night sky.

The day of returning to Liancheng in this life was several months earlier than in the previous life.

In the previous life, he returned to Liancheng with Jin Qingyun, but in this life, because of his sentence 'Since it can't be known to outsiders, then you have to do it more carefully', Jin Qingyun agreed to return to the city with him one after the other, covering people's eyes and ears.

In his previous life, it was in the spring of March, he was ignorant and went to Liancheng with Jin Qingyun and Jin Yuming, and the further he went, the more warm and bright the weather became, just like his gradually open heart - from a lonely and helpless rural orphan, he suddenly became the 'concubine' of the Liancheng Jin family. He thought it was a supreme glory, a gift from heaven.

It wasn't until he was dying that he saw exactly what he was.

It is not the real eldest son of the Jin family, let alone the concubine Dalang that the Jin family claims to the outside world, nor the feared Jin Ran on the battlefield, but a sharp blade in the hands of the Jin family - a sword that will be abandoned immediately once the goal is achieved.

Jin Qi's eyes grew heavier. The fist that was clenched tightly was slowly loosening.

Because of this life. A qiē will be different.

Leaving aside all the unknowns, the biggest difference at the moment is...... At that time, he did not have any concern for Suzhou City, which was gradually moving away.

And now. But there was one more person in my heart out of thin air.

This is his ...... Never expected in the past and present life.

I don't know how she's doing now.

He had been away from Suzhou City for six or seven days, but on the night before Chinese New Year's Eve, in the Jinyun Hutong that had first been dyed in the night, Jiang Ying's back to him and gradually disappearing into the snow was as clear as yesterday. Surprisingly profound.

Especially the eyes that tried so hard to hide but still gave a glimpse of the hurt look.

It's like ...... A white velvet rabbit shivering in the heavy rain and at a loss.

I never thought that I would be the first person in this life to feel indebted. turned out to be a person who had nothing to do with himself in his previous life.

It doesn't matter, the hazy emotions at the age of fourteen or fifteen should not be too profound. There are also many people around her who treat her sincerely, and she will forget about him after a while. And then there was nothing.

……

Five days later, Jiang Ying and Song Chunfeng came to Hezhou.

When Jiang Ying was in Suzhou, she vaguely heard that Hezhou was not very peaceful.

Yin Ji, the most powerful vassal king among the major judges, led his troops from Luyang to Liancheng. Coming from the east, it is now only two or three cities away from Hezhou. A large number of displaced people who fled from the east wanted to run south, and Hezhou, the center of the country that must pass through from the west to the south, became the most turbulent place.

Because of this, the caravan dart teams that come and go not only have to go through tedious and strict inspections when they cross the city gate, but also have to queue for an hour or two just to say the least.

And Jiang Ying and Song Chunfeng were even more unlucky than ordinary people, and after waiting for three hours, the carriage of the Tonggong moved forward less than four or five wheels.

The surrounding pushing, quarrelling, the shouting and questioning of the defending soldiers, and the howling of the homeless people mixed together, making people irritable when they heard it. Then there is the long-unattended rancid smell of caravans and refugees coming and going, and it is enough to describe it when you sniff it deeply.

Where could Song Chunfeng, who was already not very patient, sit still, he had already jumped off the driver's seat and turned around more than ten times.

However, after a dozen or so circles, except for being dizzy from the smell around him, the rest was nothing.

Song Chunfeng, who was tired of strolling, returned to the carriage and said to Jiang Ying through the curtain: "Yingying, don't worry, there is still a team of people ahead, it should be our turn later......"

It's okay, you can walk around when you're tired of waiting, but Jiang Ying is a girl's house after all, and the flow of people here is chaotic, so it's not good to show up, so she has to stay in the carriage and wait.

"Sakura?" Song Chunfeng, who didn't get a response, thought that it was too noisy around, he didn't hear Jiang Ying's voice, and he couldn't make another sound, so he knocked a few times next to the carriage wall, and then opened a corner of the carriage curtain.

But I saw that in the carriage, Jiang Ying was leaning on a corner, holding a hidden bag embroidered with blue satin embroidered white orchid in her arms.

There were three plates of small snacks on the low table on the side, red, white and green, and Song Chunfeng didn't know what they were, but he just thought they looked very good.

Sakura Sakura is really ...... No matter where you are, you won't treat yourself badly in terms of food.

In the past few days, whenever she stays in the inn restaurant, she can always borrow a small kitchen, and when she goes on the road again, she will have a lot of food in her hands, not to mention all kinds of pancakes and pickles, and all kinds of steamed and fried pastries are not heavy.

Along the way, not only Song Chunfeng, but even the uncle who took the car was also feasting, saying that he had no chance to eat such good things at home.

Song Chunfeng saw that Jiang Ying was really asleep, so he couldn't bear to make any more noise, so he gently lowered the curtain of the car - and didn't forget to grab a few pieces of pastries and share them with the uncle who drove the car.

An old man and a young man were eating fragrantly here, and suddenly they heard a sentence behind them-

"Damn, if you wait any longer, the master will starve to death in front of the city gate of Hezhou!"

Song Chunfeng swallowed the contents of his mouth when he heard this, and then sighed with satisfaction.

Or is he lucky to go with Sakura, at least he doesn't have to worry about going hungry!

This sense of superiority that arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart really can't be suppressed......

Oh, no!

Fang Cai's complaining voice, why does it sound so familiar? (To be continued) R655