I don't know what others think when they see this full moon, anyway, when Ning Jiao saw it, that's what she thought in her heart.

In late March, the sky was neither hot nor cold, but tonight the wind was howling. In addition to the sound of nocturnal animals in the mountains coming out to forage for food and play, the sound of the wind "whining" is the sound of the wind.

It was so loud that it sounded horrible.

She tilted her head, her eyes half-squinted and dozing. The wind outside the window was a little cool, and the carriage was tightly closed and a little stuffy.

and the sound of the "whine" wind, like a lullaby.

Ning Jiao listened to the sound of the wind similar to hypnosis, and saw that she was about to fall asleep, but suddenly, as if she had seen something, she was full of wit, and sat up straight suddenly!

The fair-skinned and tender little face was panicked and frightened.

As she sat up straight, she subconsciously waved her hand in the air, next to which was the fruit and pastry plate on display, which she struck, and a red apple fell out of the plate, fell to the ground, and slid to the door, because there was a threshold of a few centimeters outside, so it did not fall outside.

This movement is not a big story, but it reached Song Chumo and attracted his attention.

The man's movements of massaging his legs paused, "What's wrong??" He asked without raising his head, his eyes fixed on his hands.

“……”

But no one answered him.

Song Chumo's brows furrowed slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Ning Jiao, and saw the panic and fear on her face, and the hands hanging to the side were trembling.

The man's heart tightened a little, thinking that something was wrong with her, and his legs were no longer pressed, so he hurriedly moved his ass closer to her.

"What's wrong with you? Ning Jiao?? He called out to her a few times, but she was still in a fugue and did not reply to his words.

It wasn't until her little hand was wrapped in the man's broad palm that she came back to her senses in a trance.

Ning Jiao turned to look at Song Chumo, her face was faintly pale, she opened her mouth to speak, but as soon as she said the word "I", she felt a tumbling in her stomach, and the things in her stomach were clamoring to come out to breathe.

In the next second, she turned her head and retched to the side.

Song Chumo: "? ”

"Seasickness??" He asked, hurriedly placing his hand on her back and patting it gently to reassure.

"No...... ...... vomit" Ning Jiao hurriedly shook her head and retched again, but this time she retched, as if she really wanted to vomit.

She saw the fruit bowl with the fruit in it, and when she was uncomfortable, she didn't care so much, took out the fruit inside and put it on the side, then took the fruit bowl and retched it.

If it was just retching in her stomach, now she really vomits.

That smells...... How to describe it?

It's sour, as if it can be transmitted through the air.

Song Chumo sat next to her, looking at the vomit in the fruit bowl, smelling the sour smell in the air, and suddenly wanted to vomit.

He also took the plate with the pastry and vomited.

The two of them vomited inside, and the guards who were sent by the emperor to escort them to Junan County heard the sound of vomiting inside, and the speed of the car was full, and he asked inside: "Lord Wang, what's wrong with you and Mrs. Ning?" Are you all motion sickness?? ”

No one answered his words, only the sound of vomiting in unison.

Through the curtain, Black Hawk seemed to smell it.