Zhao Nan was exhausted all the way, and passed by the assassin who was looking for him several times, but fortunately, he blended into the ranks of the passers-by, and he was dressed in poverty and tatters, so he narrowly avoided the eyes and ears of the assassin.

Barren mountain village paths.

Zhao Nan bit the dry food and followed the travelers who were on the road non-stop.

His gaze shifted from the distant landscape to this group of yellow-skinned travelers, and his deep and dark eyes seemed to be emotional and guilty.

Usually, Zhao Nan is always obsessed with the scenery, amazed by the scenery, sad for the scenery, even looking at a place of autumn chrysanthemums, he has the heart to chant poems and taste them for several hours.

No matter how dangerous the mountains and rivers are, he just sat in the carriage and watched the scenery, leisurely, and couldn't really feel anything at all.

Now, I carry a burden full of dry food, step on straw sandals, and rest on the side of the road like most ordinary people, there is nothing during the day, but the sun is a little hot, and at night the mosquitoes hover over the human head in patches, once you sleep, you must be bitten all over the body.

After all this, it was difficult for him to appreciate the scenery along the way.

At the same time, he still felt a little remorseful in his heart.

I went all the way south, and I actually ignored all these yellow-faced and thin people along the way.

Their suffering is clearly under their noses.

"Master, you can reach Zhangcheng in two days.

There are courtyards and manors where the Holy Gods have given you pleasure, and they are full of our people, and there will be no danger then. ”

The guard, who was also dressed in disguise, asked for a bowl of water from someone else and handed it to Zhao Nan, while reporting the situation in a low voice.

Zhao Nan's nerves, which had been tense, finally eased up after hearing the news.

He took the bowl and took a sip, the water was not sweet, but smelled of earth.

Obviously, it is also water, but it is very different from what he usually drinks, and in general, it is unpleasant.

"That's good, when the time comes, we must find out."

After swallowing the earthy water, Zhao Nan tightened the paper fan in his arms, this paper fan was unremarkable, but the pendant was rewarded by his father, and he was naturally reluctant to give it to the guards.

While Zhao Nan and the guards were squatting on the side of the road to rest, the sound of wheels rolling was heard not far away.

Several wagons sped up and kicked up a cloud of dust.

Unlike the carriages of the princes and nobles, these carriages were of average workmanship and had nothing to look good at, with the coachmen sitting in front and no guards on the left and right.

The carriage soon approached the travelers, and the horses slowly stopped, gasping heavily.

Zhao Nan looked up and saw that the curtain of the carriage was opened, and a bookish face poked out.

It was a young man dressed as a scholar.

The two scholars helped the scholar out of the carriage.

The scholar was wearing a loose robe, his hair was meticulously tied, and a strand of fine hair fell on the scholar's forehead, his temperament was warm, but he did not have much sense of distance, giving people a rather easy-going feeling.

"If you don't dislike it, it's better to ask the car to talk about it."

In front of everyone's eyes, Mo Chuchen stood beside Zhao Nan, his tone was neither humble nor silent, his eyes looked directly at Zhao Nan, but the words he said were incomprehensible.

A scholar, a broken traveler on the side of the road, what is the connection between the two?

The moment the scholar spoke to him, Zhao Nan's back stiffened almost at the same time, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and he spent almost half of his reason to keep himself from losing his temper.

Zhao Nan stared at this scholar, the sun was dazzling, and the thin scholar had his back to the sun and stretched out his hand towards him.

At that moment, Zhao Nan had a trace of coolness and inexplicable goodwill.

However, it was one-sided, and Zhao Nan's resistance to scholars in his heart actually disappeared more than half unconsciously.

He didn't think that this scholar had anything to do with the assassin, but he was a little puzzled, since the scholar and the assassin were not a group, then what was the matter with this scholar? Why did you just talk to him in the crowd?

"I won't hurt you."

The scholar smiled and said, "If you have any questions, let's talk about them in detail in the car." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Nan was silent for a while and agreed to the scholar's proposal.

The scholar did not look like an assassin, and more importantly, he had heard the cry of a baby and the sound of a maid coaxing a child in the carriage.

It's hard to imagine that such an assassin would play so much and drag his family with him.

After taking the target person, Mo Chuchen returned to the carriage, which was not very spacious, with three seats in the carriage, a box of books next to it, local fruits on the other side, and a small incense burner hanging near the window.

Zhao Nan habitually sat in the middle, and just as he was about to ask, he saw the scholar change and said, "My name is Xia Xuan, and I will raise one."

The reason why I help you is actually just trying my luck and trying to bump into a nobleman, so you don't have to be too nervous.

First, as a passer-by, Childe's hands are too delicate.

Second, you already have several wounds on the instep of your foot, which look like grass cuts, which can be seen that you must be a pampered person.

Thirdly, your mental outlook is very different from that of a traveler.

Fourth, you are obviously in a hurry, and your subordinates are still faintly protecting you, so it can be seen that you should not be a broken household in the middle of the road, and it seems that there should be a place to go.

Help you just out of curiosity, don't overthink it. ”

From beginning to end, Mo Chuchen didn't take the initiative to ask Zhao Nan's identity, he just preemptively said what Zhao Nan wanted to ask.

Zhao Nan "......"

Before he could open his mouth, the scholar finished speaking.

Although he felt that this scholar was a little weird, Zhao Nan still expressed his gratitude to Mo Chuchen.

"It's just a ride, but I thought, sir, why don't you come to my mansion and sit down? I repay my husband. ”

Zhao Nan looked at the scholar seriously, thinking to himself, no matter who this scholar was, when he arrived at his mansion, he would naturally have a way to find out.

"Repay? I don't need to. ”

Listening to Zhao Nan's words, Mo Chuchen suddenly glanced at Zhao Nan with strange eyes.

His deep eyes seemed to see through all tricks, and such a look made Zhao Nan a little nervous.

"If you want to repay me, then rest more." Mo Chuchen said with a chuckle.

"Uh, okay."

Zhao Nan agreed in wonder, he was obviously a scholar, but he looked like he had seen through everything, which was really weird.

Zhao Nan is running for his life now, he doesn't dare to put up any fights with passers-by, he just agreed blankly, and at the moment he agreed, he always felt that his head was suddenly cold, and he was a lot more conscious.

Mo Chuchen leaned his hand against the window, and he found that Zhao Nan, the prince, seemed to be less ambitious than he imagined.

It is no wonder that in the correct script of world consciousness, such a salted fish prince will ascend to the throne.

If it weren't for the interference of the crossing girl, Zhao Nan would indeed have a good chance of being put on the throne when the brothers were both defeated.

said that after Zhao Nan found out that the scholar no longer spoke, he did not come forward to talk awkwardly.

I don't know if it's because the environment in this carriage is too comfortable, in this bump, Zhao Nan gradually became sleepy, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep against the carriage.

Mo Chuchen listened to Zhao Nan's breathing, which was much lighter than when he was awake, and his eyes showed a little curiosity.

Zhao Nan's brothers are all more capable and ambitious than Zhao Nan.

I really don't understand why Zhao Nan's emperor father chose this salted fish?

Could it be that Zhao Nan really has anything extraordinary? .

[I finally completed the side quest, but the points were changed to a useless dream editor, what a waste!] 】

The small system doesn't care about these people, it cares more now about the points it just got and flying again.

This little bit of points was obtained by Mo Chuchen by going to Jubaolou to get back the belongings of the original owner's family.

"There will always be such a thing as points."

Mo Chuchen was startled by the small system that suddenly made a sound, he rubbed his brows, only to feel that the sound of the small system was really a little noisy.