"Thank you."

"No, I should thank you."

"Thirteen, you must live well. Madame and sisters are waiting for you to come back. You don't have to worry about them, I'll take care of them. ”

Wen Renzong looked at her deeply: "I will definitely come back." ”

He turned and followed the servant away.

After walking far, when he turned around, he could still see Jiang Ning sitting in a wheelchair, facing the sun, like a glowing little sun.

The messenger who took the purse came over and reached out to take the baggage and the box in his hand, and gave it to another messenger to carry, and his smile was much gentler: "Wenren Gongzi, I'll open your chains, it's a good day, you should go, relax and relax." ”

Wen Renzong was a little surprised.

The servant smiled and said: "Both of us have received the favor of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Miss Jiang Qi asked our brothers to take care of you all the way, we dare not disobey." ”

Wen Renzong's expression was moved: "It's her ......"

"Look, this is the silver given by Miss Jiang Qi. The Criminal Department didn't send our brothers to escort the son before, but the Prime Minister used some means from it. The errand officer smiled, "Don't worry, Childe, you won't suffer along the way." ”

Wen Renzong had handled cases for two years, and he knew better than anyone the experience of being exiled prisoners.

Thousands of miles on foot, and servants followed.

Can the errand officer be in a good mood?

Along the way, it is light not to eat or drink, often beaten and scolded, bound to shackles, if it is a cold day, it is not for nothing that people freeze to death.

Of the exiled prisoners, only a few survived to the place of exile.

When he encountered that vicious errand servant, he would be tortured to death after going out for a few days, so that the errand would not have to make this trip.

Anyway, they are all felons, exiled prisoners, dead or alive, and the court doesn't pay attention to them.

Wen Renzong never thought that Jiang Ning would escort him through the relationship of the Prime Minister's Mansion through the relationship of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

This book, dim sum, and silver are probably Jiang Ning's own private money.

Wen Renzong, who has been calm since King Chen's death, faced the death of the ninth sister, and he couldn't hold back a single tear, and finally couldn't help but feel a little sour in his eyes at this time.

It's a pity that it can't be done all over again.

He had a chance to get her heart, but he was ruined by him.

In the warm breeze and sunshine, her smiling face will be the brightest light for him in the dark days ahead.

……

"I can't see it anymore, don't you want to go back?" Li Hongyuan leaned on the carriage and asked lightly.

Jiang Ning retracted his gaze: "Go back." ”

She turned her wheelchair.

Li Hongyuan saw that she was a little silent and a little lost, and said lightly: "It seems that you really like Wenrenzong." He's gone, and you're so sad. ”

Jiang Ning was indeed a little melancholy.

It's not a happy thing for a friend to play with and talk to. Although Wen Renzong looks serious, he is actually a very romantic person.

Who doesn't like eating fish and enjoying the snow by the lake.

Regardless of position and identity, Wenrenzong is a very good and suitable marriage partner.

There was a moment when Jiang Ning really considered marrying him.

I don't know if I'll have a chance to see you again in the future.

was not in a good mood, so she didn't pay attention to Li Hongyuan.

Her silence, in Li Hongyuan's eyes, is acquiescence.

Li Hongyuan first carried her to the carriage and told the coachman to go back to the city, only then he looked at Jiang Ning and said, "Do you really like Wenrenzong?" ”

"Like it or not, does it matter? He's gone. ”