Qingmeng has nothing else, taking care of the drunk is already practice makes perfect, and he only hugged her little head for more than two hours along the way to prevent bumps and discomfort.

Xinghe woke up once halfway through and asked for water.

I drank a lot, and the placket of the front shirt was wet a lot, and it was really fragrant.

But Kiyomu is doing his duty to be Megumi Yanashita, and what he likes has always been her soul.

After walking for most of the day, and when there was still more than half an hour to go, it was raining heavily in the sky unexpectedly, so I had to go to the ruined temple in front of me to take shelter from the rain.

This is a relatively remote place in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is much more shabby than the places where the rich dignitaries live.

There were already a lot of ordinary people and homeless people sheltering from the rain in the ruined temple, and such a luxurious carriage suddenly stopped here, and everyone stared at it without blinking, smashing their mouths, and discussing with each other.

Qingmeng was a little regretful when she just got out of the sedan chair with Xinghe in her arms, and the expressions of these people staring at her were a little dirty.

But it's just a five-grade official sedan chair, and it looks luxurious from the outside, but the wind and rain are too big, seeping in from the curtain, and some wet rainwater drifting in is really uncomfortable, and it is extremely dangerous to rush in the wind and rain.

This time he didn't bring many people, after all, he could have something happen next to her, but at this time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Crispy Peach hurriedly took the cloak and put it on the young lady, and she didn't know when the sky would be clear.

So he lit a fire in the middle of the broken temple with the groom, after all, the spring is cold, and it is quite comfortable to be sunny on a sunny day without rain, but once it rains and blows, the wind is biting.

Qingmeng sat on the edge of the fire with Xinghe in his arms, and other people approached one after another, and they were still far away from the fire before, but they sat directly next to them when they got to the back.

In the end, many people talked to the groom, after all, Crispy Peach also took care of them.

The groom is the old groom of the Snow Mansion, he was raised by the children of ordinary working families, and he also talked about them as villagers, and for them, Wupin is also a great official, and his eyes became more and more envious and jealous.

The rain outside became heavier and heavier, and the sky was dark, and everyone did not eat much at the noon banquet, and now they were a little hungry, but they could all survive.

But after a night's sleep, Xinghe, who had almost woken up from wine, woke up hungry and had a gurgling stomach.

Then he opened his eyes sleepily, yawning and stretching.

Qingmeng lowered her head to help her pick up the cloak that she had fallen on the ground, and patted her clean of the dust before helping her tie it; "It's raining halfway through, so take shelter here."

Xinghe nodded, swallowed, a little thirsty.

Crispy Peach hurriedly stood up and said; "Miss, the slave maid went and brought the tea and snacks from the dumplings."

When Xinghe heard that there was water and snacks in the sedan chair, his eyes immediately lit up, and he stood up and wanted to go with him.

Qingmeng grabbed her hand and said; "Crispy Peach, you are here with Xiang'er, I'll go to the sedan chair to get it, if there is anything, you can call me", after speaking, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and handed it to Xinghe.

The cold dagger made Xinghe sober up instantly, and said; "Well, we are waiting for you here".

Crispy Peach was startled, but reacted in an instant, sat next to the young lady, picked up a stick on the ground, and held it tightly.

Xinghe was also shocked to watch carefully in front of the fire with a dagger, anyway, she knew that as long as he was there, then there was nothing to worry about.

Crispy Peaches was nervous, looking around.

Although the groom felt that the masters were making a fuss, he was just a subordinate, so naturally he would not stand up and say anything.

After a while, Qingmeng came back, with a chill on his body, and snacks and tea in his hands.

Xinghe hurriedly stood up and said with a smile; "Coming back?".

Obviously, he had only been out for a while, and he had only done so much, but because of these three words, he warmed up all over his body, sat down next to her, and put snacks and tea in front of her.

Pink glutinous cakes, yellow egg yolk cakes, and seven or eight delicate snacks, although there are many of them, they are all delicate and small, and they are not the size of a palm.

Xinghe counted a total of eighteen fast, Crispy Peach and the groom each divided four, and finally five pieces with Qingmeng.

Crispy Peach was busy refusing at first, but during this time, he also knew the characteristics of Miss's temper, and ate two pieces in small bites, and wrapped the rest in a handkerchief, so that Miss could give Miss to eat when she was hungry.

The groom politely refused, but he was indeed hungry, and ate two pieces for himself, and two pieces for the dumb-eyed child next to him.

Qingmeng was neither hungry nor greedy, but it was something she gave herself, so he naturally wanted to taste it.

Many people on the side looked at each other with blank eyes, but none of them dared to really ask for it, after all, they were all big officials, and they looked very difficult to mess with.

You won't starve to death if you don't eat for a while.

Others here are either very hungry or very cold, anyway, they are all spiritless and cowardly.

And only their group of people also went out to pick up the rain to make tea, and the four of them really have Yaxing like this.

In the blink of an eye, it was early in the morning, and most of the people in the ruined temple were asleep, and they were all very close to them, after all, there was a fire, and it was warm.

Xinghe slept all afternoon, and now he didn't feel sleepy, leaning on his shoulder and chatting quietly, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in, and Xinghe shivered coldly.

Qingmeng turned his head and looked at the door of the broken temple.

One after another, more than a dozen big men dressed in coarse cloth clothes, wearing hats outside, holding long knives or long sticks, axes, etc., with ruffian smiles on their faces, as if staring at a group of little lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Xinghe sensed that something was wrong with him and just wanted to turn his head to see what he was looking at.

Qingmeng directly reached out and straightened her little head, and smiled softly; "There are a few flies, don't look back later, lest you get your eyes dirty."

Xinghe nodded his little head very obediently, covered his eyes with his hands, and said softly; "I'll open my eyes when you come."

Qingmeng was pleased by her little action, and chuckled; "Well, our family is so good."

Xinghe's little face was slightly red, and he looked at the small flames jumping on the fire from between his fingers, counting in his heart, until he counted to seventy-two, and heard his footsteps coming back.

A doting laugh rang in her ears; "I'm back".

Xinghe obediently took his hand away and showed a sweet smile, as if he was about to praise and ask for praise.