Chapter 17 Knowing Personnel, Wandering
"Awake? I thought you were sleeping tomorrow! When the misty eyes opened, he faced the two lively springs, and Zhicheng was startled, and raised his hand to greet him.
"Oops...... Sister, it's me! Song Kexin hurriedly grabbed the slap that was about to stick to her tofu-like watery face.
"You're the one who hit you!" Zhicheng glared viciously at the guy who was clearly gloating, but pretending to be innocent.
Song Kexin rubbed his sincere wrist like a disciple, and teased:
"Huh...... My sister's temper is so powerful, who will dare to be my sister-in-law in the future? β
Zhicheng was annoyed and withdrew his hand that was being held, "You go aside, I don't want to mess with you now!" β
"How interesting......"
Zhicheng handed it over with a big roll of his eyes, Song Kexin slowly silenced, she sat up slowly, and asked, "The car stopped?" What about Senior Brother? β
"The people who go on the side don't know!" Song Kexin "hummed", his body turned, his head raised, and he looked arrogant.
"You ......"
Song Ke said angrily: "What's wrong with me? My sister has a big temper, so don't pay attention to others! β
"Are you still aggrieved? Hey," Zhicheng was amused, "Okay! You, can ...... Princess Kexin, Your Royal Highness the Princess, I was wrong, okay? β
"Sister asked the family to go along, which side is it?" Song Kexin still held his head and refused to bow his head.
"Sideways? Oh, while here, voila, here! What about this! β
"Huh?" Song Ke turned his head with a pout.
Unexpectedly, she was pulled down next to her by Zhicheng.
Fortunately, this carriage is large enough to lie down two people upright, and fortunately, Ram Yichen thoughtfully prepared two cotton mattresses, both of which were spread in the carriage - under Zhicheng. Otherwise, with the strength of sincerity, Song Kexin would have to be bruised somewhere.
But there was still an inevitable dull sound from under the car. Fortunately, it is produced by the Shangyang royal family - it must be a high-quality product! There is no leakage under the car!
"What's going on?" The sound immediately attracted the ram to escape.
Don't look at him outside all the time busy lighting the fire and cooking porridge, but that mind is always in the car!
"It's fine!"
Hearing the ram Yichen's eager voice, Zhicheng hurriedly responded to avoid the ram Yichen's worry. When she turned her head to look at her, she immediately began to tense.
I saw Song Kexin lying beside him, burying his head, stiff and motionless.
ββ¦β¦ Kexin ...... You...... How are you, is there anything wrong? β
ββ¦β¦β
After hearing no response for a long time, Zhicheng began to panic.
"Kexin, I'm sorry, what's wrong with you, let me see, okay?"
ββ¦β¦β
Still no response.
"Kexin, you...... Don't scare me, but ......"
No matter how you shout, Zhicheng didn't dare to pull her hard, and there was a faint cry in her words.
"Senior BrotherβSenior BrotherβWhere Are Youβ"
"Ahh
"Cheng'erβ"
Originally, when he heard the dull sound, the ram Yichen was about to pass, but Zhicheng's "It's okay" made him stop again, and he thought that the two were playing again.
When he heard Zhicheng's helpless call, his heart tightened, and he immediately ran over in three steps and one step, but before he could lift the curtain, Zhicheng exclaimed again, and he even had the idea of drawing his sword and splitting the canopy.
But when he lifted the tent and saw the situation in the car, he was helpless. He quickly let go of the tent, turned his head and calmly said to the dumb five who ran behind him, "It's okay! You don't have to pay attention to it, let the fire be smaller, and the porridge will warm up for a while, I will call her two. β
Looking at the dumb five nodded, and walked to the bonfire, the ram Yichen tapped his fingers on the side of the car, "Don't make trouble between the two of you, get up and drink some hot porridge!" β
ββ¦β¦ Brother... Which... Where is me...... If you want to make trouble, look at her! β
The two people in the car were tightly entangled, you broke my arm, and I hugged your thigh, it was actually a child's fighting posture.
Zhicheng finally came from behind, suppressed one of Song Kexin's legs, and as soon as she spoke, she let Song Kexin hold down one of her arms.
Song Kexin tightly pressed half of Zhicheng's body, and said angrily: "Hmph, Sister admits defeat, I'll let go!" β
"Just... No! You...... How... Don't you recognize it...... Lose? "Zhicheng is unwilling to be suppressed and struggles.
ββ¦β¦ No! β¦β¦ Clearly... You...... Deceive first... Negative mine! Song Kexin was not to be outdone, and he didn't dare to relax at all.
"You ...... first Noisy... My, let goβ"
"Not really!"
Two stubborn girls! Ram Yichen is helpless.
"The two of them let go of their hands together!"
The two inside glanced at each other, "hummed" to each other, and slowly let go of each other obediently. Song Kexin turned over and lay down next to Zhicheng.
The two of them took a moment to calm down. Just when Zhicheng was about to get up, Song Kexin suddenly turned on her again, Zhicheng was stunned, and just about to reach out to push her, he saw Song Kexin with his head down, and a pair of noses leaned to his chest to sniff back and forth.
Zhicheng is embarrassed, "What are you sniffing?" β
"Hmm... What kind of fragrance does Sister use, why didn't she smell it before? β
"What, what, what? I haven't used incense! "She's sensitive to taste, so she never uses those things.
"It's... A sweet frankincense, sister, you ......"
Song Kexin's chin rested on Zhicheng's chest, and he raised his head, with a pair of big eyes shining.
Zhichengdeng's cheeks flushed, "...... Don't talk nonsense, get up! β
"How can I talk nonsense, it's really fragrant......" In order to show the credibility of his words, Song Kexin buried his head tightly in Zhicheng's chest, and inhaled with a wide nose.
"You ......"
Knowing that the ram Yichen was in front of the car, Zhicheng was so ashamed that he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to stuff this shameless girl on his body.
"You get out of here!" Seeing Song Kexin's faceless, skinless, and endless appearance, Zhicheng pushed her to the side, quickly ripped off the brocade quilt on her body, and got out of the carriage.
Sure enough, the ram Yichen was standing next to the car.
Zhicheng got out of the car with his head down, not daring to look at him, his face was like fire.
"Hey, sister, it's cold outside, you put on this ......"
The ram Yichen was just about to speak, but Song Kexin came out with two thick rose-red cloaks and shouted in his mouth. But after coming out, he saw the ram Yichen, noticed that the atmosphere outside was wrong, and consciously silenced.
Ram Yichen stepped forward and took a cloak from Kexin's hand, draped it over Zhicheng, tied the tent belt, carefully sorted out the shoulder collar, and said with a smile, "Xin'er cares about your sister, my little aunt has never seen her so thoughtful!" β
"Who said that I once tried to make clothes for the queen mother!" Song Kexin put another cloak on himself and retorted angrily.
Ram Yichen chuckled, looking at Zhicheng in an ostrich state, knowing that she was embarrassed.
In fact, at this time, he was also in a commotion, but he couldn't show it! Otherwise, his little girl would really find a place to get into, and he would be crying at that time.
"It was cold, so I boiled some porridge to warm my body. Let's go, let's use some! β
Ram Yichen turned around and left after speaking, he knew that the little girl didn't want to face him at this time, so he went over first and let her slow down for the time being.
Sure enough, when the ram Yichen went over and filled the bowls of several people, Song Kexin pulled Zhicheng over and moved it slowly.
"Division...... Brother, I, where have we been? β
But the best thing is that I don't know how Song Kexin bites his ears with Zhicheng, Zhicheng no longer lowers his head to avoid the eyes of the ram Yichen, but takes the initiative to talk to him. Although the pale powder on the white porcelain-like face has not yet dissipated by the night wind.
Ram Yichen replied with a smile: "The grove on the outskirts of Shaluo City, we will not be able to get out of the Shangyang Realm until the day after tomorrow!" β
Zhicheng bowed his head and responded nonchalantly, "Oh......"
"No, wait, that's not right......"
Later, as if he suddenly remembered something, when he looked up, he had a solemn face, and Fang Cai's soft appearance was almost like two people. Ram Yichen was not surprised by this, so Song Kexin was shocked.
"Sister, what are you doing in shock?"
"What are you so surprised, senior brother, you want to take a detour back to the clouds?"
"A detour?" Hearing the reason for Zhicheng's "surprise", Song Kexin also began to be shocked, "What 'detour to return to the clouds'?" β
Ram Yichen pointed to the small wooden stool near the bonfire, which had been covered with soft and thick wool cushions, and motioned for the two to sit down, "'Detour to return to Yunyun' means that we have to touch the bottom of Guiyunhao!" β
"My cousin's words are too profound, I can't understand it!" Song Kexin was already a little annoyed by Ram Yichen's "calculations" all the time.
Ram Yichen helplessly explained, "Looking for Feng Yuwu, at this time, we can't let Guiyun and Fengyang unite the two countries!" β
"I don't understand!" Song Ke's heart was angry, and his brain was somewhat insufficient.
Zhicheng frowned and guessed, "...... Isn't this, what the senior brother said...... Gui Yunhao still wants to use the trick to deal with Yi Song to deal with Feng Yang? β
ββ¦β¦ Dealing with the righteous song? Sister is saying, is he making a noise? As soon as Song Kexin heard about his own family, his brain immediately activated.
Zhicheng frowned and said, "Sound east and west? No, think about it, Guiyun had sent troops to Yu County as an excuse to obtain the contract between the two countries. Now Gui Yun has caught Feng Yuwu with the excuse of assassinating Gui Yun Hao, what do you think he wants? β
Song Kexin immediately reacted, "Marriage with Feng Yang!" β
Zhicheng nodded heavily, "Yes!" β
Listening to the analysis of the two girls, Ram Yichen had to sigh at the intelligence of the two, in the end, they are both royal blood, which one is stupid?
He watched the white mist on the porridge bowl get lighter and lighter, and didn't want the two to be entangled anymore, so he slowly spoke and explained his point.
"He's a drunkard, not drinking. Since Feng Yuwu was calculated as 'worth', Feng Yang held her high as a symbol. If Feng Yuwu becomes Gui Yunhao's wife, then Feng Yuwu is 'after the heavens are determined in Kyushu', and what is Gui Yunhao? β
"The Lord of Heavenly Kyushu!" Song Kexin's eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth, "It's really calculating!" β
Ram Yichen exclaimed: "The world believes in the prophecy of the Mandate of Heaven, and he really played a good hand!" He was looking forward to meeting the man.
Seeing that the two women were silent because of his words, and then seeing that the white mist on the bowls of porridge next to them was already extremely light, he put a bowl of porridge into Zhicheng's hand, "Okay, now it's time to eat, don't think about that for the time being." When I went out, I couldn't be so particular, I only boiled some mushroom chicken porridge, Cheng'er, eat some! β
"Senior brother's craftsmanship is good, no matter how particular he is, it won't be bad!"
No matter when, the sincere little girl is extremely sought after by her senior brother.
"Huh~ No matter how good the craftsmanship is, how many people in this world are qualified to taste it, isn't it, cousin?" Song Kexin's psychological self-regulation function is probably extremely developed, and her head-raising effort is like a different person, as if the person with a solemn face and a lot of thoughts is not her.
"You, drink porridge and let your mouth rest for a while!" Ram Yichen handed Song Kexin a bowl of porridge.
"Hmm...... It's delicious! Smelling the deliciousness of the mushrooms and the fragrance of corn, Song Kexin reached out and scooped up a spoonful and sent it to his mouth.
"As I said, my brother's craftsmanship is the best!" Zhicheng smiled proudly.
"I praise my cousin, what are you happy about, Sister?"
Song Kexin made it clear and wanted to fight with Zhicheng again.
Zhicheng glanced at her and didn't reply.
Fortunately, otherwise this dinner would definitely have to be spent in the mouth cannon of the two.
It should be that Song Kexin was tired, drank the porridge, sat by the bonfire and roasted the fire for a while, and then went back to the carriage to sleep.
There are two cotton mattresses in the carriage, as well as two brocade quilts, which are specially prepared for the two of them at night.
When they settled in Yongcheng, Ram Yichen asked the dumb five to buy some daily necessities: soup pots, wooden bowls, wooden spoons, cotton mattresses, brocade quilts, some rice items, some vegetables, and of course, other items. Anyway, they'll be able to use it all the way.
Ram Yichen is thinking about their journey, and most of the night will be spent in the wild. This will definitely allow Zhicheng's "interest" to be fully satisfied. But he didn't want to wronged his little girl, so he tried to be as thoughtful as possible, so that the two girls would suffer less "grievances".
When they have eaten, the dumb five put away the bowls and spoons of several people, put them in the soup pot, and then put the soup pot under the car, and when they meet a stream on the road tomorrow, they will wash it with the stream water. In order to place their daily necessities, when the dumb five were in Yongcheng, they specially asked craftsmen to install a wooden frame at the bottom of the car, in short, this carriage is now a "nest" for them to move.
Dumb Wu put the soup pot down, nodded at Ram Yichen, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. Zhicheng wanted to ask him about his whereabouts, but the open mouth slowly closed again.
At this time, just after the end of the hour, the evening breeze is blowing, and the moon is not very energetic tonight, and the moonlight is dim. In addition to the sound of the wind, there was the crackling of wooden sticks burning in the bonfire.
Zhicheng wanted to ask Ram Yichen's opinion on the current situation in Kyushu, and opened his mouth and closed it again. She sighed silently in her heart, asked what was going on, and what was going to be known about it. She is sensitive, but she is just a little smart, while Ram Yichen has to take into account the overall situation and needs great wisdom. It would be best if she was there for him now, supported him, and could help him when she needed it.
Ram Yichen faced the bonfire, but the afterglow always stayed on his little girl, he looked at the little girl's face was entangled, and he wanted to stop talking, and his heart was uncomfortable. But this time, he didn't want to take the initiative to answer any of the little girl's questions.
He looked in the direction of the dumb five, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was always taboo to discuss the topic of "killing" in front of his little girl.
The atmosphere between the two was silent for a while, and the wind was particularly bleak.
Finally, Zhicheng felt the coolness getting heavier and heavier, and unconsciously spoke, "Senior brother, you go to the car at night ......"
Looking at Ram Yichen's gentle gaze, she couldn't open her mouth anymore.
She wanted Ram Yichen to go to the carriage to rest at night, even if there were no three people lying in the carriage, it was warmer to sit inside than outside.
According to her reasoning, she, Ram Yichen and Song Kexin, how can there be any "men and women don't kiss" between the three of them, so she dared to lead Song Kexin to occupy Ram Yichen's room and bed. But what happened just now, her performance was not like that.
She is nineteen years old, Song Kexin is seventeen years old, and they are both big girls. And the ram Yichen is even more eighty out of twenty, and he is clearly an adult man. It's nothing for three people to be in the same room, but if three people really live in the same "bed", it's really ...... The pink that had faded on Zhicheng's face gradually surfaced again.
ββ¦β¦ Senior brother, this cloak is for you, I'm going to rest! Zhicheng ripped off the tent belt, pulled the cloak off his body and stuffed it into the arms of the ram Yichen, and hurriedly got back into the carriage.
When I got to the car, I saw the sweetness of my sleep, but I didn't dare to make too much movement, so I tightened my body, lay down next to me, curled myself up in a ball, my body didn't move, but my heart was still drumming.
Doomed to sleepless tonight.
She wanted to let herself go to the car to rest, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she stopped. Ram Yichen couldn't help but smile helplessly when he looked at his little girl's unusual behavior.
His little girl has really grown up and is beginning to know people!
After sighing, he put the rose-colored cloak on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly,
What a faint smell of frankincense! He was not only somewhat intoxicated.
But in the next moment, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he immediately pressed all the cloak into his arms, silently closed his eyes, and his face was cold.
Sitting quietly in the dim moonlight, like the gods in the gods of that day, noble and indifferent, not eating the fireworks of the world.
After a long time, Ram Yichen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, and there was no ripple in his heart.
He pale his face, draped the rose-colored cloak over his body, and went to find a leeward place beside the car, and lay down quietly.
His martial arts have reached a certain level, even if he is asleep, the internal force in his body can automatically operate to keep out the cold, and the cloak is just a superfluous thing. But how could he waste the little girl's mind?
Moreover...... He stared at the direction where the dumb five disappeared again, even if his heart was no longer turbulent, but this night, he couldn't really sleep soundly!