The morning light shines into the house from the carved window lattice.

Zhao Chen, who was on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly, and closed himself again.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside, and before there was a response, a very light footstep approached.

Zhao Chen blinked helplessly, pulled the quilt and sat up quickly.

Over the years, she has never used someone to serve her closely, and even the room is rarely let people in-

She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and looked straight at Meng Yong, who pushed the door and walked in.

"I heard my father-in-law say that you have to sleep until three poles in the past, otherwise your anger will not be good." He put down his things as he spoke, "But we still have something to do today, so we have to take the liberty of disturbing us below." ”

After he finished talking to himself, he slowly rolled up his sleeves, slowly soaked his ten fingers, which were as white as onion roots, in the water, wrung out a hot cotton towel and handed it to Zhao Chen.

"You wipe your face first, the kitchen is ready, and we can leave when we're done."

Zhao Chen still looked blank, as if he was not fully awake.

Meng Yong shook his head and smiled and said no more, approached a few steps lightly, bent down slightly and wiped the cotton towel on her face.

The hot flashes are mixed with fragrant fragrance, and the heat makes people's eyelids sink.

The little man under the cotton towel closed his eyes and was fiddling with him, and his mind drifted somewhere.

Meng Yong glanced at the corner of the room as if unintentionally, and then looked left and right, then withdrew his eyes and wiped her carefully.

He is really skilled in serving people, after all, in order to ask for more skills when learning drama, he can't say that he wants to please the master, like this kind of thing, he doesn't say that he has done it ten thousand times.

It's just that the little face in front of me is really white and tender, a little excessive, as if it will break if you poke it.

He subconsciously slowed down.

Seeing that the other party moved a few times in a daze, and then leaned crookedly on the bed rail, Meng Yong couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips again.

Not to mention anything else about this little thing, it's still a little cute, especially at this time when it's so half-asleep... He casually put down the cotton towel and curled her scattered hair with his fingertips, and was about to tie her back—

Zhao Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

There is a hint of indifference in the brightness and clarity, and it is fleeting.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I didn't expect Brother Meng to be not only good-looking but also so virtuous, if he could in the future..."

The scorching and wanton breath hit Meng Yong's face, causing his entire body to stiffen.

In just a moment, his eyes returned to their former coldness, and he smiled at the person who coveted him and said, "The water is still hot, you get up and wash, and wait outside." ”

After the other party left without looking back, Zhao Chen touched his chin thoughtfully.

As the saying goes: nothing to be courteous or to steal.

Rape should... Impossible, right?

Thief words... She looked around, and it didn't seem like anything special.

Thinking that she didn't suffer a loss anyway, and she enjoyed it, she didn't bother to think about it anymore, and after a simple wash, she dressed neatly and walked out of the door.

In the front yard, Meng Yong only picked up a few mouthfuls of porridge, and hurriedly walked out of the house in the unique atmosphere of Wuwang's Mansion.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that Zhao Chen came out step by step.

With a wave of the whip in the spring, the carriage went straight out of the city and drove all the way along the official road to the outskirts of Beijing.

It wasn't until he stopped that Zhao Chen, who had been dozing off in the car, woke up a little and looked out.

The small village sits quietly in the distance, and it is definitely desolate compared to the city, except for a few wisps of cooking smoke scattered from time to time, except for the occasional barking of dogs.

"Are you sure it's here?" She looked left and right again.

Yingchun nodded: "According to what is written in the letter, the innermost household should be the place we are going." ”

At this time, Meng Yong suddenly said: "Go around here and go in from behind." ”

Dead branches are overgrown, and snow is crowded and piled up.

Meng Yong didn't pay attention to Zhao Chen, who was looking around, and only put his finger to his lips and whistled lightly.

Before the low whistle fell, a blue-clothed figure appeared in the distance.

Su Yan walked over quickly and bowed.

"Is there anything unusual?" Meng Yong asked softly.

"It's just a few trash fish guarding here." Su Yan led the way first, and walked to the corner with a few people, "Walking from here can avoid those eyeliners in the village, as long as you solve the people guarding the house, you can not alarm the other party to take things." ”

Zhao Chen listened silently, his eyes gradually sinking.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only knew the content of the letter clearly, but also sent Su Yan here to investigate in advance...

"Keep an eye on the road." Meng Yong suddenly dragged her, bypassing the extremely inconspicuous snow pit before letting go.

"Where is the road here, the snow has poured into my shoes-" Zhao Chen complained at the right time, and asked Su Yan again: "How far is it to get there?" ”

Su Yan glanced at her with disdain: "Since you are so dust-free, why did you come here with you?" ”

"Because Brother Meng called me here!" Zhao Chen raised his chin, skillfully pulled Meng Yong's sleeve, and said with a smile: "Brother Meng still understands me and knows that I definitely don't want to wait in the house..."

Meng Yong looked at her amusedly.

This guy can really do serious nonsense.

If it weren't for the fact that if the other party didn't see something at the first time, he would probably suspect what he had done, how could he want to bring such a hindering drag.

Su Yan really couldn't stand it: "Don't move your hands and feet!" Our owner is the cleanest! Thinking of what happened last time, her face became even more unkind, and she was about to tear Zhao Chen away.

Zhao Chen shook and leaned on the clean Meng Yong, pointing to the path that flickered ahead: "Look, are we here?" ”

"Yes, don't make any more noise." Meng Yong helped her to stop her deviating body, and turned to Su Yan and ordered, "Go and see if there is any situation nearby." ”

When Su Yan, who looked annoyed, came back again, several people stepped into the path silently.

After turning around and wading through the thick snow, the house that had not been able to see the real thing appeared in front of a few people.

Zhao Chen said in a low voice: "Yingchun, go and get rid of the people inside." ”

Su Yan wanted to follow, after all, the number of people inside was not small, but he was stopped by Meng Yong, who was smiling.

Since people sincerely want to show their strength, why don't they be adults?

Zhao Chen sat down on the snow, and laboriously pulled off his shoes and knocked.

It wasn't until the half-dissolved snow kept shaking out that she sighed as she pinched her wet socks.

It's not easy to be a cripple!

She glanced back and forth at herself for a few moments before pulling out the ornate dagger that had been stuck in her boot and cutting slightly awkwardly into the lining.

However, after wasting half a day's strength, it only cut a little.

Meng Yong looked at her delicate little feet, couldn't help laughing, thought about it, or stepped forward to pull away the useless dagger, and casually tore off the velvet liner for her.

Su Yan, who couldn't stop it, muttered: "If you are so delicate, you should stay in the golden wire cage and don't come out!" ”

Zhao Chen didn't care, wrapped his feet a few times with the inner lining, put on his shoes quickly, and sighed softly.

If it weren't for the fact that this stupid woman didn't find out this place at all, and Meng Yong who was in the way staring, how could she be so embarrassed and ready to run away?

Listening to the faint, long breath in the distance, her lowered eyes grew darker and darker.

This isn't a trash fish!