The weather is really getting colder and colder, the cold wind is bleak, and there are few pedestrians, cars and horses on the official road, only the carriages of Mo Xiaoqi and his party are lined up on the road in turn.

The horses that were originally used for riding were all tied to the carriage and pulled the cart this time.

The eagle guards all shrunk in the carriage, and they were all grateful to Mo Xiaoqi.

Although everyone is a highly trained killer, it is still uncomfortable to blow in the cold wind outside.

In addition, in the past few years, I have lived an ordinary life in Renshou County, and my bones are about to rust.

Before getting into the carriage, the flying eagle shouted that the eagle guards should strengthen their training in the future to better protect their masters.

And strictly ordered everyone not to sleep in the carriage, must always observe the surrounding situation.

Zhao Hongyi gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Feng, who was sleeping soundly in the carriage, he wanted to take him to another carriage, but the other party actually fell asleep when he came up.

This made Zhao Hongyi very annoyed.

"Flying Eagle! Hurry up and carry him to another carriage. Zhao Hongyi opened the car door and yelled outside.

The flying eagle didn't look back and said, "Master, no, the other carriages are crowded." ”

Zhao Hong closed the carriage door angrily, looking at the sleeping Chu Feng, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, looking so motherly, it must not be a good thing.

"Okay, Hongyi, you're his father, so you can't let him order." Mo Xiaoqi is really helpless, and they all say that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, unless there is one male and one female.

Now it seems that it was.

"Xiaoqi, you sit down a little, I'll hold you." Zhao Hongyi held the tree with one hand, and waved at Mo Xiaoqi with the other.

Looking at Xiang Gong, who turned his face faster than a book, Mo Xiaoqi was a little helpless, he should be a gentle scholar, how could he become a vinegar jar with strong martial arts?

Leaning on Zhao Hongyi's arms, Mo Xiaoqi couldn't help but think back to the past, and then sighed and said, "Hongyi, why did you put the county order in the county for so many years?" ”

She could think that there must be a last resort, and she could also guess that he must have a certain connection with the imperial court and the royal family far away in the capital.

But she still couldn't help but be curious, the husband who stayed by her side was a person she didn't fully understand.

If it is Zhao Hongyi, the county commander, of course she understands, but she is just a weak scholar with enthusiasm and a heart for the people.

But the Zhao Hongyi next to him is strong in martial arts, and his personality is unpredictable.

Maybe it's all him, or maybe it's not him.

But Mo Xiaoqi felt that since he chose to be with him, he should accept everything from him, as long as he didn't touch the bottom line, whatever it was.

Zhao Hongyi lowered his eyes, looked at the delicate wife in his arms, lifted his lips and said with a low smile: "If I say that I am here to meet you, so what?" ”

The luckiest thing in his life was to be able to meet Mo Xiaoqi, the most correct decision he made in his life, and he also went to Renshou County to be the county magistrate.

"Poor mouth." Mo Xiaoqi snorted, but couldn't help but think, maybe God gave her a chance to live again, just to meet this person, right?

"Really, in this life, my greatest luck is to be able to meet you." Zhao Hongyi gently kissed Mo Xiaoqi's hair.

He would also think that if he hadn't sent relief silver taels to Mo Xiaoqi at that time, would the two of them not be where they are today.

Or, instead of going to Renshou County to be the county magistrate, he was his third prince in the capital, and casually married a woman to serve as a façade.

"So do I." Mo Xiaoqi said in a low voice.

I don't know how long the calm and stability at this moment can last, but Mo Xiaoqi feels that it is enough, even if it is bloody after that, she is willing to break through with the person next to her.

"By the way, Xiaoqi, what did you write on the lanterns that day?" Zhao Hongyi has always been worried about the fact that he didn't catch Mo Xiaoqi's lanterns.

"What about you?" Mo Xiaoqi raised his eyes to look at the people around him.

What did she write?

On that day, during the Lantern Festival, she held a brush and wrote on the note in the lantern crookedly: I only wish for a safe life.

In fact, even if Zhao Hongyi fished the lantern back, he probably wouldn't recognize it at all, right?

What she learned was simplified Chinese characters!

"Me? What I wrote was, good family. "Zhao Hongyi lied, in fact, he wrote something else.

I hope she's well.

Mo Xiaoqi just smiled and said casually: "It's the same as you." ”

In fact, it's just a lantern, and it doesn't matter much what is written, but there is a person, because the fate of the lantern has changed since then.

Zhao Hongyi would never have thought that a lantern he picked up casually would make Liu Piaoyi's fate change dramatically.

Liu Piaoxu has been imprisoned in the cave for more than a month, and he no longer resists, and lets the beggars ride all day long.

The beggar was so excited to find out that she was pregnant, and dragged back from the mountain a wild boar that had been accidentally killed to repair her.

And she, just thought, she can't die, she wants to live.

She wants to kill the beggar in front of her, she wants to return to the Liu family, she wants to find Zhao Hongyi, and she wants to find Mo Xiaoqi!

She was not reconciled, she would not let them go so easily!

And all this, Mo Xiaoqi couldn't have imagined that at this moment, she was lying in her husband's arms enjoying that moment of peace.

The tree was hungry, so he took out the steamed buns from the food box and put them on the small stove to warm them.

He misses the dried rice and dried vegetables made by his mother, but unfortunately he can't eat them now.

"Mother, here you go." Shu'er handed the warm steamed buns to Mo Xiaoqi, Mo Xiaoqi had his eyes closed, but when he opened his eyes and saw the steamed buns, his heart warmed.

"Shu'er, didn't my mother tell you that you are not allowed to go near that stove." Mo Xiaoqi looked at the little tree, and his heart was indescribably satisfied.

She was a person who should have died, she should have no husband and children again, but in this strange world, she regained everything.

In fact, the stove has been modified by her, so it will not burn your hands at all, and will provide a steady stream of heat.

But she still couldn't help but worry.

"I know my mother, let's eat steamed buns! We've been on the road for a long time and it's time to eat. Shu'er was actually hungry for a long time, but she still handed the first steamed bun to her mother.

Mo Xiaoqi took a bite of the steamed bun gently, then handed it back to Shu'er, and said, "Shu'er, eat it yourself, can my mother make you an egg drop soup?" ”

At this time, Feiying knocked on the car door and whispered, "Master, it's time for us to eat lunch." ”

Zhao Hongyi slowly opened his eyes and responded: "Then let the carriage stop and make a stove on the spot." ”

When the steamed buns were made by Mo Xiaoqi or the inn, he used up all the flour in the inn. There are many people accompanying you, and you can't all go hungry.

There may not be a place to buy something to eat on the road, and steamed buns can be stored for a long time, especially in this cold day.

"Mother, egg drop soup, egg drop soup." The tree choked on the dry steamed buns and yelled for egg drop soup.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaoqi brought a lot of eggs, which were buried in the rice, and the rice was packed in small jars.