Slowly pushing Biyun away, Qingluo took the package that was just held by the two of them and was dragged by Biyun in his arms.

The package was very large, Qingluo hugged it, and it seemed that he was in a hurry for a while, and Biyun hurriedly reached out to help.

Qingluo's wrist flicked, and a silver ticket fell from the somewhat loose sleeve to the palm of his hand, and the silver ticket was folded very small.

Qingluo's movements were fast, and he was stuffed into Biyun's hand in the blink of an eye, and he didn't show any of it from beginning to end.

Biyun was stunned for a moment when he held the silver ticket, and then shook his head very anxiously, wanting to push the silver ticket back.

Qingluo's voice sank quickly, "Don't move!" ”

Biyun's body trembled, and he didn't dare to push the silver ticket back, whether he didn't dare to disobey the young lady's order, or there were other eyes around him who were paying attention.

So Biyun looked very anxious.

Qingluo raised his right hand and wiped his cold cheeks, and smiled softly:

"Biyun, in order to give me these clothes and dry food, you are adding some of the savings just now, even if you have some savings, you are almost gone.

You've done enough, before I released you from Su Mansion, you and I are no longer master and servant!

Now you and I can be regarded as one friend to send another friend away, so you don't have to blame yourself for not being able to do more, and live a good life in the future! ”

The amount of silver tickets and jewelry I gave you is not small, but this package is a weapon of self-defense, and it is also a medicine supplement.

Plus some other wear-resistant clothing.

You definitely don't have much left along the way, even if you have some savings before, it is estimated that there is nothing left.

Qingluo slowly brushed Biyun's hand holding the package, held the package in one hand, then turned sideways, and grabbed Biyun's shoulder with the other, and said in an extremely weak voice:

"Ten taels of silver tickets, Biyun Haosheng holds it, don't let me have to let go for the rest of my life!"

A suppressed sobbing sound came out, and Biyun's tense body slowly relaxed.

Qingluo knew that this was Biyun's response.

Putting down the hand that was holding Biyun's shoulder, Qingluo slowly took a step back, stared at Biyun's red and swollen eyes, and asked softly:

"Finally, tell me about Biyun's plans for the future, let me completely put my mind at ease."

Biyun cried and nodded, "There is no one in the slave's house......"

Qingluo smiled and shook his head, "Stop calling yourself a slave, now we are friends!" ”

Biyun whimpered, choked up and said word by word: "I, there is no one at home, just in a farm not very far from the capital."

Although I don't have a house, no land, and no one, I can still help others cook.

So you don't have to worry about me, I can also embroider, although some boiled eyes, but it is enough for me to eat and drink, you don't have to worry, I ......"

Qingluo nodded and smiled with relief.

Ten taels of silver tickets, no matter how bad you can't buy an acre of thin fields, when the time comes, whether it's rented or what, there will always be an entry.

In the end, Biyun can rely on his own ability, and the house can stand up anything......

Qingluo believes in Biyun's abilities.

The original owner is extremely simple, but he will take care of it properly on weekdays, Biyun is a careful, capable, and even quite spicy and powerful woman.

Such a character is good! I won't be bullied in the future.

Qingluo held the large package in both hands and slowly took a step back.

At the same time, more and more officers and soldiers got up from their tables, and some of the exiles began to clean up the tables.

Biyun also knew that he was going to separate.

Once you leave this time, you will say goodbye forever!

Her eyes were reluctantly fixed on Qingluo, and she stepped back very slowly.

As he took a step back with his legs, he suddenly kicked back three steps and fell to his knees with a thud.

Qingluo subconsciously raised his hand and took a step forward, but then he didn't move.

Biyun's kneeling and kowtowing can also be seen as kneeling not himself, but the original owner Su Qingluo, who has dissipated.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Biyun got up again, her forehead was a little red and swollen, and she raised her head and looked at Qingluo opposite.

"Miss, take care all the way, be good!"

Qingluo nodded vigorously, his voice extremely firm, "No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely be fine!" ”

"Good!" Biyun had tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were hooked.

At last she wiped all the tears from her face, stared hard at her eyes to stop herself from shedding tears, and finally shouted loudly:

"Take care, Miss! The slave will be fine, too! We won't be together anymore, but we'll all be fine!

Have a safe journey! ”

People kept walking past Qingluo and Biyun and began to line up, and all the people in the car returned to their places.

After the people who were close to this area returned to their positions, they all twisted their heads and stared at Biyun and Qingluo.

Knowing that it was too late, Qingluo nodded to Biyun, turned around, first walked a few steps, and then saw that all the people were in place, and his face showed urgency.

His feet began to accelerate, and Qingluo's eyes flickered on the ground in front of him, and he saw a small pit not far ahead.

His face was still full of anxiety and panic, and he was even more panicked when he held the package.

With a bang, he stepped on the small pit, and the whole person fell to the ground, the package flew out of his arms, and his clothes and shoes fell out when he boarded.

Biyun in the rear was very anxious, and hurriedly got up, but after chasing a few steps, he saw the officer and soldier with a whip coming, and suddenly shrank his neck and stood back cowardly.

After that, he could only poke his neck, anxiously and helplessly looking ahead.

Qingluo fell to her knees, scrambling her clothes back into the package, but she didn't seem to have done any work.

Obviously, he just picked up clothes and scattered things, so his clothes and shoes were scattered all over the ground.

Then I suddenly heard the shouting and scolding behind me, and my small body shook.

Considering that he could not put the package in order, he grabbed it one by one, hugged it with his arms, and ran towards the carriage in front of him with his neck crooked.

Fortunately, it wasn't far away, and this time he didn't fall again, and Qingluo returned to the carport in embarrassment.

And the prisoners who were still looking at Qingluo's package with longing turned their faces and withdrew their gaze.

In addition to the clothes, there are a few pairs of cloth shoes, and then a small bag looks like dry cakes without oil and water.

Also, just a little slave can have something good.

Taking a step back, even if there is, she will have to live by herself in the future, who knows how old she is, she is no longer the master of the master, how loyal she can be......

The convoy was on the road again, and Biyun stood in place as if he had taken root, his eyes moving with the carriage behind him.

Qingluo sat at the end of the open side near the carport, holding down the package on her lap with one hand, and holding the wooden board she was sitting on with the other, and also looked closely at Biyun, who was constantly stretching distance from her.

The two looked at each other, but no matter how slow the carriage was.

They still watched each other's figures become more and more blurred and distant in their field of vision.

……