Seeing that she was very resolute, Cui Xin muttered in her heart that the pillars of the family had been imprisoned, and the two of them were little ladies, what could they do when they went to the great Jingshi.

However, she has always obeyed all Yuan Baoer's orders, and if there is any objection, she will refer to the previous one.

"I'll hire a car, don't move, lady."

She jumped to her feet.

"I won't move," Yuan Bao'er waved her hand and urged, "You hurry up." ”

"I know," Cui Xin stuffed her with the small box she had been holding onto, and solemnly told her again, "You must not move." ”

"Okay," Yuan Bao'er responded softly, feeling helpless.

As a road blind who doesn't remember the road well, she is still very self-aware.

Cui Xin took two steps and looked back, and saw that Yuan Bao'er was really sitting honestly, so she ran away.

Yuan Bao'er kept watching her until she walked away and then looked behind her.

There was a faint amount of smoke drifting from there, and before it could get closer, it emitted a pungent smoke.

A flash of fear flashed in Yuan Bao'er's eyes, but the next moment she raised her chin and tried not to be so afraid.

Her grandfather was still trapped, and she had to pull herself together.

That's what she told herself.

The box in her hand was cold, and in order to divert the chill that had surfaced, she opened it.

When I saw the things inside, I remembered that I didn't like heavy jewelry, and I usually used delicate and light velvet beads, but the small mahogany box that Cui Xin took was full of silver and silver tickets.

That's her pocket flowers since she was a child, she doesn't like makeup powder, she just likes to mess around in the fields, but for the sake of face, the Yuan family will always send some to meet the occasion during the New Year's holidays, and her uncle's side, occasionally she will send some, plus her grandfather asked her to buy snacks, which are not often stuffed over, and she has saved so much over time.

She counted the money, and it was nearly five hundred taels.

She got a bag and buried it on the spot.

Cui Xin hurried over with a small baggage.

"Lady, let's go."

Yuan Bao'er threw the wooden stick and went over to look at the clothes.

Cuixin Worker and Peasant Ali is a set of indigo men's robes, the size looks good, only six or seven percent new.

"It's too remote to find a good one, but I've looked at it carefully, it's slurry washed, and it's pretty clean."

At this time, where could Yuan Bao'er take care of these, she hurried to change it and asked Cuixin to change the changed clothes into a blanket that could be wrapped around her waist.

Yuan Baoer runs outside all the year round, she looks taller than ordinary girls, and her waist is harder than that of girls.

She is very thin, wearing an elegant and elegant scholar's robe, but she has some big sleeves and fluttering celebrity style.

Cui Xin tilted her head to look at her, feeling that something was indescribably good-looking.

It's a pity that the party is beautiful and doesn't know it, so he dragged Cui Xin and ran down the mountain after cleaning up.

There was a car swaying in the distance.

"Here," Cui Xin hurriedly pulled Yuan Bao'er's scattered robe, and said in a low voice: "I told the handlebar style, let's go to Jingshi to find relatives, and the lady won't say anything later." ”

"Call me Lang Jun," Yuan Bao'er's eyes flashed with a hint of timidity, but she immediately straightened her waist and gave a serious order.

Cui Xin saw that she was tied up and her shoulders were very similar to the usual style of the old lady when she met her colleagues, but the old lady was fat and dundun, and she only felt rich and calm, but the lady was a little cold.

It's like the moon in the sky, you can't see it.

Cui Xin touched her sleeve and smiled.

Yuan Bao'er was already nervous, but she laughed even more nervously, so she whispered, "But what's wrong?" ”

Cui Xin hurriedly shook her head, "The old lady said that the lady was like the old man when he was young, and he also said that if the lady was a man, I don't know how much the little lady's heart would be messed up." ”

"I thought he was coaxing people, but it turned out to be true."

She held her face and her eyes sparkled.

"Nonsense again," Yuan Bao'er was amused by her, "It's not like you haven't seen the portrait of A-Niang." ”

She looks like A-Niang, with a peachy face, dark eyes and apricot eyes, and willow leaf curved eyebrows, the difference is that her figure follows the Yuan family, taller and thinner.

Cui's heart shook like a rattle, "It's not about appearance, it's just looking at it, and I think the lady is very good." ”

"Okay, you say yes," Yuan Bao'er was coaxed into a smile.

My grandfather was the emperor back then, and she was an elm lump, and after studying for more than ten years, she could always pretend to be a little bit good.

It's just that she is active by nature, and she won't be able to pretend to be exposed for a long time.

When the carriage came closer, Yuan Baoer smiled and arched her hand.

The coachman is a man in the mountain village, he doesn't know much, and he was so courteous to a scholar that he immediately gave way uncomfortably.

"Xiao Langjun and get in the car, a certain also prepared some food, if Xiao Langjun is thirsty and hungry, just use it."

Cui Xin quickly took down the footstool, Yuan Baoer glanced at the coachman carefully, saw that he was looking over, hurriedly pushed away her hand, and stepped into the car in two steps.

was so sassy and free, but it made the driver look at it again.

He couldn't say what was good, but he thought that Xiao Langjun was extremely good-looking no matter what.

When the big cow who went out of the village returned to his hometown, he said that those nobles pay attention to their bearing no matter what they do.

This Xiao Langjun is probably that kind of person.

The coachman thought about the grandeur of Cui Xin when he boldly threw down the broken silver, and he had a plan in his heart.

Knowing that the two were in a hurry, they drove the car as fast as they could.

He felt that he was thinking about the two of them, but he didn't know that Yuan Bao'er and Cui Xin were miserable.

The two live in another courtyard all the year round, and Yuan Baoer has a problem of not remembering the road, the two only walk between the ridges and the house on weekdays, and occasionally take a car, but also just a swaying ox cart, chatting and playing.

It's the first time in my life that I've been in such a serious hurry.

The two of them were in the carriage, like bumpy beans, up, down, left and right.

"Xiao Langjun, there is a post station in front, do we want to be sharp?"

Just when the two were almost getting acquainted, the coachman finally spoke.

"Yes," Yuan Bao'er was so angry that Cui Xin was also weak.

When the coachman told the guy that he was fighting, Cui Xin helped Yuan Bao'er, who was trembling in two ways, to go upstairs.

After entering the room, the master and servant slowed down for a while before struggling to eat and rest.

In the middle of the night, Yuan Baoer woke up from a dream.

The firelight in her dream and the desperation made her suffer from the inside out.

She shivered and breathed heavily, tears streaming down her face, until she felt thirsty in her throat and realized she was alive.

There was a commotion outside, and in the silence of the night, the movement was exceptionally clear.

Yuan Baoer turned over, came to the window, and listened for a while.

The shopkeeper and his fellows went out dressed and talked to him.

It turned out that it was the government officials who escorted people into Beijing.

Yuan Bao'er's heart tightened, and she hurriedly opened a gap in the window.

The officials didn't expect that there were still people sleeping above, so they swaggered into the front hall.

Not long after, a prisoner cart was staggered in, and the prisoner in the car had unkempt hair, gray hair scattered in the wind, and his short and fat figure was very familiar.

It's the grandfather.

Yuan Bao'er's eyes lit up.

She didn't expect them to bump into each other here.