Wen Guqi's figure was extremely thin, and a small mass was shrouded in the night.

And Jiang Ruofu had been lifted up by several dark health students and sent to the shore, and he didn't even go to the embankment.

There were already carriages coming, a total of two, and Jiang Ruofu watched Ming Sheng help Wen Guqi into the carriage.

When Wen Guqi lowered the curtain, he deliberately glanced back at her and nodded at her.

And the ode scroll lifted the curtain,

"Master, get in the carriage, Miss Jiang Qi's side has already been arranged, as long as you change your clothes and stay away from here, the assassin will definitely not recognize you."

Jiang Ruofu could only nod indiscriminately, got into the carriage, and the carriage went very fast.

Although she had just been soaked in the river water, Jiang Ruofu didn't feel cold, probably because it was not because of her body, the last time she saved Chen Jing, she eased up for a long time before she recovered, during which she had a high fever and fainted, and her hands and feet were cold for three or four days.

Song Juan handed the dry coat to Jiang Ruofu,

"You can only buy this kind of outerwear in the nearby garment store, and the lord is wronged to wear it first, this is away from Chen Wangfu, if it is fast, it only takes half an hour to arrive."

"Miss Jiang Qi has already arranged for Ming Sheng to follow."

Songjuan's body was also wet, and he was shivering with cold at the moment, but he forced a trilling voice to speak,

"Although this arrangement was ordered by Miss Jiang, it must have followed the master's instructions, so the song scroll was directly done without much instruction."

Jiang Ruofu's body was not cold, but her wet clothes were slightly uncomfortable sticking to her body, and she couldn't bear it when she saw Song Roll trembling like that.

"You can wear this garment, I don't need it."

The scroll trembled,

"How can this... The master is a daughter, and a slave is just a minion, if you don't wear this clothes now, you feel cold, and the sin of the slave will be great. ”

"Master, you... Put on your clothes, it's night, and the water on your body will only get cooler. ”

The words of the song scroll were not good, Jiang Ruofu put his clothes on the song scroll, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep,

"Wear it, it's a shoddy garment, it's useless."

Songjuan was flattered at first, and realized that Jiang Ruofu meant that the material of this dress was too poor to be worn on his body at all, Songjuan plopped down and knelt down,

"It's the minions who are not doing well, and they can't do things well, so punish the minions."

Jiang Ruofu closed his eyes,

"Put your clothes on, I'm going to rest for a while, don't bother me."

Jiang Ruofu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, in fact, she didn't really want to rest, nor did she really think that the clothes were bad, but the song scroll looked so cold that her face was white, and her finger joints were also white, although the body of the prince was also soaked in water, there was nothing, and even her fingers were not half cold, they were still warm.

Presumably, the body of the prince is much healthier than that of the songjuan.

Song Scroll seems to need this shirt even more, not to mention that it only takes half an hour to reach King Chen's mansion, and it will pass in a while.

Songjuan knelt on the carriage and saw that his master had closed his eyes.

He still knelt down, not daring to move.

Although the clothes inside the scroll were wet, the fur inside the outer garment was dry, and it completely resisted the wind blowing in from outside the carriage, and did not let the wind continue to blow his wet clothes.

The temperature on his body began to warm up slowly, and his heart unconsciously surged with warmth.

It has always been only the master who gives birth to slaves and dies, if it is really cold, how can the master dislike the material of this clothes?

What's more, the shirt itself is already made of more exquisite materials, and it is unlikely that the prince will be disgusted enough to be unwilling to wear it.

At this moment, in Songjuan's heart, whether his master chose not to wear it because he was not cold, or because he cared about him, he felt that he needed this dress more so he didn't wear it, and gave it to him, Songjuan couldn't help but have a sour nose.

Even if the master doesn't wear it, how can their slaves be qualified to use it.

There are probably few people who can meet the son of the world who treats his subordinates so kindly and considerately.

Wen Guqi sat in the carriage and changed into the dry clothes brought by Ming Sheng,

"Have you found out where those people came from?"

Ming Shengdao,

"I don't have a clue yet, but if you find it in the future, you can ask the prince directly, presumably the prince is willing to let you know."

Wen Guqi rubbed his temples,

"After the woman has been soaked in cold water, what medicine should she take to ward off the cold?"

Ming Shengdao,

"It's nothing more than a red lead angelica deer antler warm-up."

"After returning to Jiangfu, the slave will prepare it for you, so you don't need to worry about it."

"This time, the slave will follow Miss back, and she will always follow Miss in the future."

Ming Sheng knelt on the carriage and bowed to Wen Guqi,

"From today on, Miss Jiang is the master of the slave maid, and only Miss Jiang can order the slave maid."

"Ming Sheng knows some fist and foot kung fu, and he has learned a few palace rules and etiquette, and he knows a few big characters, so he won't embarrass the young lady."

Wen Guqi is clear about Ming Sheng's ability.

Ming Sheng is not only a proper worker, can serve at the palace banquet without losing his dignity, the palace rules and etiquette are familiar with the recitation, you can hear the poems, and the most important thing is that Ming Sheng is honest enough, the details are clear enough, there are no relatives, and he is not moved by money, so it is difficult for such a person to choose betrayal.

In their hearts, whoever saved their lives, took them away from their doom, taught them to read and write, and gave them peace and shelter is the master.

Wen Guqi used to be, but now he is by Jiang Ruofu's side, because of Wen Guqi, Ming Sheng will be loyal to Jiang Ruofu.

It is also because of these that Ming Sheng stood out from the many maids and was selected by him to be Jiang Ruofu's maid.

And the arrows on the river had already begun to be fired, and the people on both sides of the river saw the arrows flying in the air, panicked, and did not dare to watch anymore, and fled in all directions.

Wen Guqi's figure was extremely thin, and a small mass was shrouded in the night.

And Jiang Ruofu had been lifted up by several dark health students and sent to the shore, and he didn't even go to the embankment.

There were already carriages coming, a total of two, and Jiang Ruofu watched Ming Sheng help Wen Guqi into the carriage.

When Wen Guqi lowered the curtain, he deliberately glanced back at her and nodded at her.

And the ode scroll lifted the curtain,

"Master, get in the carriage, Miss Jiang Qi's side has already been arranged, as long as you change your clothes and stay away from here, the assassin will definitely not recognize you."

Jiang Ruofu could only nod indiscriminately, got into the carriage, and the carriage went very fast.

Although she had just been soaked in the river water, Jiang Ruofu didn't feel cold, probably because it was not because of her body, the last time she saved Chen Jing, she eased up for a long time before she recovered, during which she had a high fever and fainted, and her hands and feet were cold for three or four days.

Song Juan handed the dry coat to Jiang Ruofu,

"You can only buy this kind of outerwear in the nearby garment store, and the lord is wronged to wear it first, this is away from Chen Wangfu, if it is fast, it only takes half an hour to arrive."

"Miss Jiang Qi has already arranged for Ming Sheng to follow."

Songjuan's body was also wet, and he was shivering with cold at the moment, but he forced a trilling voice to speak,

"Although this arrangement was ordered by Miss Jiang, it must have followed the master's instructions, so the song scroll was directly done without much instruction."

Jiang Ruofu's body was not cold, but her wet clothes were slightly uncomfortable sticking to her body, and she couldn't bear it when she saw Song Roll trembling like that.

"You can wear this garment, I don't need it."

The scroll trembled,

"How can this... The master is a daughter, and a slave is just a minion, if you don't wear this clothes now, you feel cold, and the sin of the slave will be great. ”

"Master, you... Put on your clothes, it's night, and the water on your body will only get cooler. ”

The words of the song scroll were not good, Jiang Ruofu put his clothes on the song scroll, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep,

"Wear it, it's a shoddy garment, it's useless."

Songjuan was flattered at first, and realized that Jiang Ruofu meant that the material of this dress was too poor to be worn on his body at all, Songjuan plopped down and knelt down,

"It's the minions who are not doing well, and they can't do things well, so punish the minions."

Jiang Ruofu closed his eyes,

"Put your clothes on, I'm going to rest for a while, don't bother me."

Jiang Ruofu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, in fact, she didn't really want to rest, nor did she really think that the clothes were bad, but the song scroll looked so cold that her face was white, and her finger joints were also white, although the body of the prince was also soaked in water, there was nothing, and even her fingers were not half cold, they were still warm.

Presumably, the body of the prince is much healthier than that of the songjuan.

Song Scroll seems to need this shirt even more, not to mention that it only takes half an hour to reach King Chen's mansion, and it will pass in a while.

Songjuan knelt on the carriage and saw that his master had closed his eyes.

He still knelt down, not daring to move.

Although the clothes inside the scroll were wet, the fur inside the outer garment was dry, and it completely resisted the wind blowing in from outside the carriage, and did not let the wind continue to blow his wet clothes.

The temperature on his body began to warm up slowly, and his heart unconsciously surged with warmth.

It has always been only the master who gives birth to slaves and dies, if it is really cold, how can the master dislike the material of this clothes?

What's more, the shirt itself is already made of more exquisite materials, and it is unlikely that the prince will be disgusted enough to be unwilling to wear it.

At this moment, in Songjuan's heart, whether his master chose not to wear it because he was not cold, or because he cared about him, he felt that he needed this dress more so he didn't wear it, and gave it to him, Songjuan couldn't help but have a sour nose.

Even if the master doesn't wear it, how can their slaves be qualified to use it.

There are probably few people who can meet the son of the world who treats his subordinates so kindly and considerately.

Wen Guqi sat in the carriage and changed into the dry clothes brought by Ming Sheng,

"Have you found out where those people came from?"

Ming Shengdao,

"I don't have a clue yet, but if you find it in the future, you can ask the prince directly, presumably the prince is willing to let you know."

Wen Guqi rubbed his temples,

"After the woman has been soaked in cold water, what medicine should she take to ward off the cold?"

Ming Shengdao,

"It's nothing more than a red lead angelica deer antler warm-up."

"I went back to Jiangfuzhi