Xu Qinghuan said goodbye to the Seventh Lady, and the carriage of the Xu family galloped out of the city.

Although Miss Xu started to leave at dawn, there were still many people who came to see her off, especially the maritime merchants of Changzhou Mansion, who followed the Xu family's carriage out of the city all the way, which can be regarded as a sign of gratitude to Miss Xu.

Wang Yuchen was riding on the horse, his eyes always fell on the carriage, the carriage curtain shook slightly, and he almost jumped off the horse, and walked forward in a few steps.

In the past few days, Lord Han Xun tied him up in the yamen with a bunch of papers, so that he couldn't move half a step, and he was going to do it day and night, and he finished the work in his hand early this morning, but unfortunately when he came to Xu's house, Miss Xu had already left.

Could it be that God deliberately arranged it this way, no matter how hard he tried, he would always be one step late.

"Second master, it's almost the same as sending it here," the steward of the Wang family said in a low voice, "If you go further, it will be too conspicuous." ”

Wang Yuchen looked not far away: "Let's go to the front." ”

This has been said twice, and the steward of the Wang family couldn't help but sigh, the second master has suffered more setbacks this year than in previous years, and when something happened in the family, he fell in love with Miss Xu.

"Second Master Wang," Wang Yuchen was about to continue walking, but the yacha followed, "Lord Han, please go back." ”

Wang Yuchen frowned, but he was helpless, so he had to restrain the horse, and his eyes followed the carriage, as if his whole heart had left with him.

When will we meet next time?

Wang Yuchen swallowed, his throat was hot and painful.

Han Xun, who was not far away, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wang Yuchen stop, this Wang Yuchen is not a fuel-efficient lamp, God knows how much effort it took him to stumble Wang Yuchen in the yamen, so as not to let him come out to make trouble, which made the son unhappy, a large number of documents and suspicions of the Wang family were thrown to Wang Yuchen, he felt that it would take at least a month for Wang Yuchen to figure it out, but he didn't expect this kid to move so fast.

Wang Yuchen is a good hand at business, doing paperwork is also handy, sharp-eyed, and organized, really a talent, if he can stay in Quanzhou is also very good, but he is too bold, knowing that the son has already discussed with Miss Xu, and he dares to think about it......

Alas, Han Xun felt that he was an old hen who was overly worried, and his hair was a few gray, and he hoped that Gongzi would marry the heroine into the door as soon as possible, otherwise a smart woman like the heroine, I don't know how many people were waiting to grab it, and if Gongzi accidentally missed his hooves, he would end up miserable.

……

Song Chengxuan, who was standing in the pavilion not far away, his eyes fell on Wang Yuchen, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Xue Shen said: "Childe, do you still want to send Miss Xu away for a while." ”

Song Chengxuan took the reins handed over by Zhao Tong: "I'll come back before dark, and the military advisor will also dock with the imperial court earlier, and we can also leave for the capital as soon as possible." ”

Seeing Song Chengxuan leave, Xue Shen sighed, but soon showed a slight smile on his face, maybe the Marquis of Anyi Mansion can't completely reassure him, but it's rare that the son is now like an ordinary young man, and he will also have feelings of longing, although people who do great things should not be tied up by feelings, but people who can give up everything, isn't it also terrible when you think about it carefully.

……

Xu Qinghuan seemed to have a sense, gently opened the curtain of the car, and sure enough, he saw a few riders coming this way, and the person in front was naturally Lord Song.

She couldn't help but be a little moved, he had been here because he was worried about her.

Xu Qinghuan ordered someone to stop the carriage, but after waiting for a while, he stopped the horse in front of the carriage.

Lord Song straddled the horse and ordered lightly: "Let's go, I have to come back before it gets dark." ”

A simple order, and then followed the carriage together, reminded Xu Qinghuan of the scene when she left Beijing in her previous life, and made her feel that Lord Song in her previous life might let people follow behind the carriage, not to spy on her.

She is already a dying person, how much more storm can she make.

So why is he?

Xu Qinghuan lifted the curtain again, and his gaze fell on the man's face.

The man's eyes were cold, not angry and arrogant, and now he slowly drove the horse forward, and even Zhang Zhenren and Yongye around him did not dare to come forward and talk to him casually.

Except when the two of them were close, he looked no different from his previous life.

So with just a pair of eyes, she naturally couldn't figure out the thoughts of Song Hou in her previous life.

At dusk, Song Chengxuan took people away, in front of everyone, Song Chengxuan did not exceed the norm by half a point, as if he was the Song Hou who was indifferent and did not talk about the slightest affection, obviously in front of people, he still cared about his son, Lord Song's skin.

Song Chengxuan instructed Yongye and Zhang Zhenren: "It is the time when the imperial court collects grain, and you will meet homeless people on the road. ”

"Childe, don't worry," Zhang Zhenren said, "Childe can't leave Changzhou without a clear order from the imperial court, so let's go back early, we will wait for Childe in Beijing." ”

Song Chengxuan nodded, stopped talking, turned around and left.

When Song Chengxuan explained the matter, she was very serious, and she didn't look at her again when she walked forward, she vaguely felt a trace of loss.

Unconsciously, her heart seemed to be led astray by this man.

As she got closer and closer to the capital, she was also looking forward to returning home as soon as possible, tired of being by her grandmother and mother.

As long as he was idle on the road, Zhang Zhenren would help the prince of Shunyang County recall the difference between the fake Qiao Shu he had seen.

"It's just taller."

"Could it be a man?"

"No, no," Qi Defang was very sure, "he doesn't look like a man in every move." ”

Xu Qingan's eyes rolled: "Could it be ...... Which family's female relatives came out of the wall, so your second uncle attracted the disaster of killing? If you think about it carefully, you can't say that there are female dependents of such a figure in the family of the dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing. ”

Qi Defang thought about it carefully, and finally gave up: "I really can't think of it, the ladies who come and go to my family don't seem to be like that." ”

"Besides, the ladies of the dignitaries' families, why did they take the risk of dressing up to meet the shopkeeper?"

A crisp voice rang out.

"Unless that person thinks that after dressing up, no one will recognize him, but he didn't expect to miss your second uncle."

This is perhaps the best explanation.

The thing that made her most curious was how Qi Defang's second uncle concluded that it was the royal clan who colluded with Su Su through the fake Qiao Shu, and this clan member could not be provoked by the Shunyang County Palace.

The carriage continued to move forward, and saw that it was halfway there.

"Miss, someone came from outside, saying that it was sent by the eldest princess of Huayang to escort the eldest lady to Beijing." Uncle Lei prayed through the curtain.

Xu Qinghuan was a little surprised, how could the eldest princess of Huayang send someone here.

The carriage stopped, and Xu Qinghuan was just about to get off.

"Don't dare to bother Miss Xu," a voice immediately sounded outside, "The slaves and maids are all here to serve Miss Xu." ”