The night before leaving was still very peaceful, Song Huai'an slept soundly all night without dreams, and even when she opened her eyes again, she actually found herself in a shaking carriage.

She looked at Xiao Xiang next to her in a daze, and was stunned for a quarter of an hour.

What's wrong with this, what's wrong with fast-forwarding after sleeping at night?

"Are you so sharp......

Seeing that Song Huai'an was awake, Xiao Ji hurriedly handed over the wet towel he had prepared before, and after Song Huai'an wiped his face, he skillfully handed over the mouthwash.

Song Huai'an was even more blindsided by Xiaoxiang's set of operations.

"Where are we now?"

After Song Huai's security department cleaned up, Xiao Ji opened the curtain and asked the two people who were driving outside.

"Madame, where are you now?"

Xu Nian held the reins and snorted when he heard the words.

"It's still a great lady, it's almost noon and I woke up, I thought I really drugged her......"

Song Huaian listened to the ridicule outside, and pinched a pastry from the small table in the carriage.

"You're less out and not yin and yang, I'm just sleepy, what's the matter, it's better than someone owes money and doesn't pay it back......"

Chu Yan, who was sitting at the back of the carriage, listened to Song Huai'an's voice that was not straightforward and strong, and smiled with his sword.

"Just out of the city, it's still early, from here to Wujing, how can it take more than a month, it would be good to go back before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Song Huai'an, who was in the car, heard the sound outside, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw Chu Yan sitting leisurely in the back of the car.

"Shall we just have a carriage? So how do you two rest at night? ”

"We take turns guarding it, and I will remember the day at night."

Chu Yan leaned on the carriage and began to squint his eyes, and Song Huaian glanced at the young man who was about to rest.

"Why don't you come in and sleep, and I'll sit outside for a while?"

Chu Yan shook his head when he heard this.

"I've always been like this, I'm used to it, you just stay in the car."

Since she was rejected, Song Huai'an no longer insisted on it, she retracted into the car, this ancient road is not as good as the modern one, what cement asphalt or something, except for the main road in the city paved with bluestone, the others are dirt roads that come out of the feet with both feet, even if they are not flat, they may still walk and suddenly find that there is no road.

Song Huaian pulled up the curtain in front of the carriage and looked out.

From the fields to the mountains, in short, stumbling all the way, Song Huaian lowered his voice and asked Xu Nian, who was driving in front.

"I said, just like that, you can go to Wujing in the next month, are you sure?"

Xiao Xiang in the carriage curled up on the mattress, already asleep, Song Huaian frowned and looked at the deserted suburbs, very nostalgic for the navigation in the mobile phone.

It's a pity that the past is no longer traceable.

"It's much faster when you wait for the official road."

Xu Nian listened to Song Huai'an, who had been chattering behind him, his hand holding the reins was a little tight, he frowned and looked at the road in front of him, and urged impatiently.

"You can go to sleep in the carriage, and you don't have to worry about the journey."

Song Huaian was kicked off, snorted and lowered the curtain, it didn't matter to her whether she was early or late, she was not happy to ask this person casually.

Even so, it is true that as Xu Nian said, after getting on the official road, the road is obviously much smoother.

Along the way, they didn't enter the city, and the rest and supplies were only a post station on the official road, and Song Huai'an, as a passenger, had no opinion except for a little regret.

Originally, they were just traveling, not traveling.

In her previous life, Song Huai'an traveled once, when she was in college with her roommates, at that time there were high-speed railways and cars, and the accommodation was a homestay or hotel where she slept with her bag, even so, she felt tired to death at the end of the trip.

But now they only have one carriage, not only the speed is limited, but also bumpy, except for Song Huai'an at the beginning, he was fresh for a while, and he slowly became tired.

And it's boring.

When Chu Yan outside the car suddenly shouted, "Wujing City has arrived!" At that time, Song Huaian was still a little dazed, she wanted to jump out of the carriage at the first time, but was blocked by Chu Yan outside the car.

"In the future, there will be time to come out to play, so go back to the house and report to the master first!"

What kind of play, listening to what the kid said, Song Huaian glanced at Chu Yan speechlessly.

"Then how far is it from the Jingwang Mansion now?"

"It's coming, it's less than half an hour away."

…… Less than half an hour.

It's less than an hour, a quick hammer.

Song Huai'an reluctantly pressed his shoulders and neck, this feeling of shrinking in the carriage every day is somewhat similar to squatting in prison.

However, after entering the city, Song Huaian couldn't help but smile when he listened to the noisy voices outside and the shouting along the street.

This is Wujing City.

The place she wrote about in the book was now a reality, and it was just outside the carriage, and this feeling was so subtle that she didn't really think that she was some kind of creator, but that she thought that the illusory thing had become a reality, and that the existence that was obviously untouchable was real in front of her eyes, and she felt a little ...... Shock.

Will there come a time when she finally wakes up and realizes that everything was really a dream......

When Song Huai'an held her face and pondered, the carriage entered King Jing's Mansion, she was helped by Xiaoxiang and jumped out of the carriage, and looked around quietly.

The chic garden champs and the magnificent buildings are extremely luxurious and elegant at a glance.

But how can I say it......

Why is she not in this Jingwang Mansion without the grandeur of the Sheng Mansion......

Maybe...... The land in Wujing City is more expensive than that of Ningzhou City?

Song Huaian thought and smiled secretly.

"Presumably this is Madame......"

Suddenly hearing someone talking, Song Huaian turned his eyes to look at the person who spoke.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, not tall or short, not fat or thin, belonging to the kind that would disappear directly if he blended into the crowd, I saw a very friendly smile on his face, and he walked in front of Song Huai'an and bowed his hand.

"I've seen Madame, my subordinate Mo Yan is the head of the palace, and I hope I will forgive me for my disappointment."

Song Huaian has always been very polite to polite people, and she hurriedly smiled politely.

"You're too polite, there's nothing to forgive, I just arrived suddenly, by the way, where should I go now?"

Since this housekeeper knew her, Kou Jingyu must have already arranged it.

"Ah, yes, look at my memory, ma'am, come with me."

Chu Yan and Xu Nian carried her salute, Xiao Xiang was holding her wooden box with all her belongings, the three of them were a little tired on their faces, and Song Huai'an's steps were faster when he saw this.

Let's go, get early and get some rest.

Although she thought that the palace was not big at first, she didn't expect to follow Mo Yan all the way to find that in addition to the outer courtyard just now, there was also an inner courtyard, separated by an arch, and there were two worlds inside and outside, and the inner courtyard was obviously much more open.

"Ma'am, it's here." Manager Mo smiled and raised his hand to lead, "I know that Mrs. is coming, the prince has been letting his subordinates take care of it these days, but if Mrs. is not satisfied with anything, just tell the little one." ”

Song Huai'an looked at the girl in the courtyard and the table of food that had been prepared, and swallowed his saliva.

"No, there's nothing to complain about, it's all good, it's all good......"

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