Xu Ying chased all the way, and she didn't dare to get too close for fear of being discovered, and after leaving the city, the carriage was driving on the official road, and she chased behind, not too close or too far, for fear of losing it.

Although the official road in the suburbs is spacious, it is ancient in the end, not as flat as modern times, and the carriage is already shaking, Mo Shihuan wanted to sleep, but under such a bump, he really couldn't sleep, so he had to open his eyes and sit upright.

"Why don't you sleep?" When Zhuo Chen saw her wake up, he asked casually.

"It's too shaky, I can't sleep, how far are we from our destination? Can you make it tonight? Mo Shihuan lifted the curtain and looked at the receding trees beside the official road outside.

"At the current rate, it will be noon tomorrow at the earliest, and we may have to rest on the road tonight." Before Zhuo Chen could answer, Prime Minister Mo opened his eyes and replied.

When the words fell, Prime Minister Mo Cheng said again: "This is just out of the city, there is still a long time before the destination, Huan'er, you can't stand it?" Such a pampered is not my daughter of Mofu. ”

Mo Shihuan smiled, lowered the curtains, and said in a coquettish tone: "Dad, I just asked casually, and besides, my daughter rarely goes far away, isn't it that I'm not used to sitting in a carriage for so long."

She really just asked casually, although the bumps were uncomfortable, but it was not unbearable, and she could still hold on to it.

Is it his own daughter, the prime minister smiled helplessly, and inevitably muttered a few more words to her, "You, shouldn't it be the same when you follow His Highness to investigate the case on weekdays?" You're dragging down Your Highness by doing so. ”

Although the two already have a marriage contract and their relationship seems to be very good, Prime Minister Mo is still worried that Zhuo Chen will not be able to stand the temper of his daughter.

This also shows from another direction that Mo Shihuan is still very important in his heart, and the starting point of everything is for her sake.

Zhuo Chen glanced at Mo Shihuan, was glared at by her full of warning, smiled helplessly, and replied: "The prime minister is too worried, although Huan'er occasionally plays petty, she is never ambiguous in front of serious matters, and she has helped a lot in many cases before."

Mo Shihuan also followed up and said: "Dad, you really, you don't believe in your daughter, you have asked this several times, besides, even if it is a drag, it is he who drags me down!"

Prime Minister Mo Cheng looked at the two of them laughing, and saw that Zhuo Chen had no objection to her words, and even a little doting and tolerant, the stone in his heart was really put down, and he pretended to scold her, "Huan'er, don't be so presumptuous to Your Highness!" ”

"It's okay, we've always been like this, don't mind the prime minister." Zhuo Chen looked at her with a doting and indulgent expression.

Mo Shihuan looked at him with a good attitude, and sighed in her heart, her acting skills are really good, if she didn't know what he usually looks like, she should have thought that he really loves himself very much.

Zhuo Chen felt her gaze, glanced back at him, the two looked at each other, she was stunned, came back to her senses, and stuck out her tongue at him, "Slightly ......"

Zhuo Chen: "......, cute!"

Mo Shihuan retracted his gaze, glanced around the carriage, and asked, "Do you have any books or scripts?" Give me time to pass the time. ”

After the words fell, Zhuo Chen took out a book from behind him and gave it to her, writing "Havoc Fan Lou, Amorous Zhou Shiren"

Mo Shihuan's eyes lit up, the title of this book was a novel of love and love, and Zhuo Chen knew her too well.

She immediately reached out to take it, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but the smile was not fully unfolded before she met her father's death gaze.

Mo Shihuan's smile suddenly froze, her hand hurriedly blocked the title of the book, and she cautiously turned her back to him to look at it, for fear that her father would take the book back.

The two people in the car watched her small movements in their eyes and smiled in unison.

Some distance behind a few people, Xu Ying rode on horseback and followed them for a while, the scorching sun shining on her head, making her dizzy and sweating.

Fortunately, several people in front of her stopped to rest, and she also proudly stopped to find a shady place to rest.

Ahead, Mo Shihuan was just fascinated by the script, the carriage stopped, she was stunned, and then she heard the voice of the flying eagle outside, and said, "Your Highness, someone is following us."

The three of them looked shocked, Mo Shihuan put away the notebook in his hand, and the atmosphere became vigilant.

"Although they didn't deliberately hide it this time, the date of their trip was not revealed, who would know that we were going to go today?" Mo Shihuan frowned and said.

Zhuo Chen's sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and he couldn't think of who it was for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Feiying is looking for a place to stop, so that the people behind him mistakenly think that we are resting."

"Yes!"

After the carriage stopped in the forest, the three of them got off in turn, Mo Shihuan helped the prime minister to sit down on the stone next to him as if nothing had happened, Zhuo Chen walked to the flying eagle, and the master and servant whispered in a low voice, not knowing what they were talking about.

After a while, Zhuo Chen turned around and walked in front of Mo Shihuan and the prime minister, and said in a deep voice: "Prime minister, don't panic, let's wait here first, and Feiying will go to find out the situation."

Prime Minister Mo nodded, "The old minister is not panicking, can he do it alone?" In case there are many people on the other side......"

"Prime minister, don't worry, Feiying is just inquiring about the situation, at present, there may be only one person following us, and there should be no problem if he follows all the way but doesn't move." Zhuo Chen said with some confidence in his heart, very calm.

"What His Highness said is that the old minister is too nervous." Prime Minister Mo nodded, he found that he could often feel his calmness and wit more when encountering things like this.

After a pillar of incense, the Flying Eagle approached with a woman, the woman led a horse, the Flying Eagle led the way in front, and she followed behind, with no intention of running away at all.

The three of them frowned slightly, Mo Shihuan stared at the woman, and muttered, "Why is this person a little familiar?"

After the two approached, Mo Shihuan finally knew why they were familiar, and the woman following Feiying was Zhuo Chen's annoying cousin Xu Ying.

"Cousin!" Still a few steps away, Xu Ying threw the reins as soon as she saw Zhuo Chen, and trotted towards him, her little face was full of grievances.

"Why are you here?" Zhuo Chen frowned, his face sank slightly, and at the same time, he dodged and didn't let Xu Ying pounce into his arms.

Xu Ying almost didn't brake the car, but fortunately there was a tree next to her, and she held on to the tree in embarrassment to avoid falling.

Feiying reported loudly: "Your Highness, the one who follows us all the way is the county lord."

Zhuo Chen bowed slightly, Xu Ying also ran to his side, and said, "Cousin, aren't you going to treat the flood?" Why take her with you?! ”

As she spoke, she glared angrily at Mo Shihuan next to her, not looking at Prime Minister Mo Cheng at all.

Prime Minister Mo frowned slightly, very indifferent to this county lord who was always rude.

She pointed at Mo Shihuan, Zhuo Chen's face immediately sank, and shouted, "What her?" That's the cousin you're going to pass through, don't be rude! ”