Early the next morning.

At the back door of Zhuo's mansion, a carriage was parked.

Early in the morning, the people in the Qing Mansion were busy, and the interior of the carriage was arranged very comfortably, and all kinds of pastries and preserves were prepared in the dark grid, and a small charcoal fire was burned in the carriage, and a pot of hot tea was set on it. There is hot tea to drink, and it can make the interior of the carriage warm.

Chu Lange woke up and didn't see Zhuo Yilan.

Until he helped Yu Feiyin step out of the threshold of Zhuo's Mansion, there was still no one.

Chu Lange helped Yu Feiyin get into the car.

The housekeeper is still letting people move things.

"Uncle Butler, we don't need so many things." Chu Lange was very helpless.

The housekeeper said respectfully: "This is what the son ordered, so don't be embarrassed by the girl." ”

Chu Lange asked, "What about your son-in-law?" ”

"Childe entered the palace early in the morning and hasn't come back yet." The butler said truthfully.

"I left some things in Qinchun Garden, and when he comes back, you tell him." Chu Lange left a lot of things, including the land deeds, house deeds, shops, etc. given by Zhuo Yilan before, and a beautiful box, which contained the things that Zhuo Yilan gave her the Order of the Son of Heaven.

The housekeeper hesitated and asked, "Girl, don't you wait for my son-in-law to return to the house before leaving?" ”

"No need." Chu Lange thought to himself, it's okay not to see him.

If you don't see it, you don't have to worry.

Turning around, Chu Lange got into the carriage.

She said to the coachman, "Uncle, you can go." ”

"Yes, girl." The coachman is a middle-aged man with thick calluses in his hands, and he should be a martial arts practitioner.

Zhuo Fu sent a man with martial arts to send them, which was expected.

The car departs at the back door of Zhuo Mansion.

drove out of the city gate all the way and went onto the official road.

Chu Lange looked at the quiet young man, "Ayin, what are you thinking?" ”

"He didn't come to see us off." Yu Feiyin twisted her delicate brow, "This is not like him...... I always felt that he would have a back-up move. ”

Chu Lange smiled, "What are you thinking?" ”

"You don't believe me?" Yu Feiyin's brows deepened.

"Faith!"

Chu Lange still had a smile on his face.

When he heard her believe it, a smile appeared on his face.

But soon Yu Feiyin couldn't laugh anymore.

The sound of horses' hooves came from behind the car, from far to near.

Chu Lange lifted the window probe and looked out with feeling.

More than a dozen people on horseback were galloping over.

The man at the front on horseback was a noble boy wearing a splendid robe and a mask. Looking at this posture, it looks like a wealthy kid is preparing to travel.

Chu Lange was in a trance for a moment, and then relieved.

The carriage and horses have stopped.

Zhuo Yilan was still exuding cold air all over his body, and when he saw her, he raised his chin slightly, turned over and got off the handsome horse, and threw the horse rope to his subordinates on the side, he jumped into Chu Lange's carriage in three or two and got into the carriage.

As the curtain opened, a gust of cold wind blew in, so cold that Yu Feiyin couldn't help but shiver.

Chu Lange moved his seat and gave up a seat.

Zhuo Yilan lifted his clothes freely and sat down as a matter of course.

Someone outside said something, and the carriage moved again, unhurriedly.

"Take a sip of hot tea and warm up." Chu Lange poured a bowl of hot tea and handed it to Zhuo Yilan.

Zhuo Yilan took it, took a sip elegantly, swallowed the warm tea in his throat, and the whole person seemed to warm up. His smiling peach blossom eyes squinted at Chu Lange, "A bowl of hot tea, do you want this son to forgive you?" ”

Chu Lange smiled and asked, "Then how can Ah Xiu forgive?" ”