The people in the carriage were not as optimistic as Sheng Zhiyao, they all knew that there were important things to deal with when they left.

The people in the carriage had their own thoughts, but no one said much, and when they reached the outside of the city, the carriage stopped for a while and heard the sound of another carriage approaching.

"Miss, it's His Royal Highness King Chen's car!" Zhu'er lifted the curtain and shouted, and then saw Feng Yuanchen, who was sitting outside the carriage, jumping down.

"Zhiyao!" Feng Yuanchen saw Sheng Zhiyao's car and immediately ran to the front of the car, and then lifted the curtain.

Sheng Zhiyao probed out to take a look: "It's done?"

Feng Yuanchen smiled slightly: "Of course, when I went, Bu Xing and they had already escorted Zi Chu to the carriage."

"Then we can go, shall we?" Sheng Zhiyao couldn't wait.

Feng Yuanchen nodded: "I'm riding a horse right next to you, something to call me."

After speaking, Feng Yuanchen turned over and set off with the team.

The carriage went all the way to the west, walking very fast, and gradually moved away from the scope of the capital, Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

"Zhiyao! Why don't you seem so happy? Didn't you really want to go out before?" Sheng Hangu looked at Sheng Zhiyao's somewhat melancholy expression and couldn't help asking.

"I just can't bear grandpa." Sheng Zhiyao sighed.

"Grandpa? Shouldn't it be father and mother?" Sheng Hangu asked strangely.

"Huh." Sheng Zhiyao smiled, "Third brother, I grew up with you and my grandfather since I was a child, and my grandfather pulled me up with a handful of and urine, and this is the first time I have left him, and my father and mother have only been together for a year."

"But......" Sheng Hangu seemed to want to argue something, Sheng Zhiyao stretched out his hand to interrupt: "I understand what you want to say, but third brother, it's better to be kind than to be nurtured."

"Oh." Sheng Hangu agreed sullenly.

"Alright, Third Brother." Sheng Zhiyao smiled and said, "Don't think too much."

"Got it, close your eyes and recuperate."

Sheng Zhiyao closed his eyes and recuperated and no longer took care of Sheng Han Valley.

Sheng Hangu couldn't help but smile helplessly, since Sheng Zhiyao was sensible, he found that Sheng Zhiyao was different from other children, her personality was very strong and independent, and she would always have her own ideas and ideas, so her grandfather rarely disciplined her.

"Zhiyao!" Sheng Zhiyao was asleep, heard Sheng Hangu's call, and opened his eyes to look at him.

"Let's rest here." Sheng Hangu pointed to a clearing in front of him and said.

"Oh, good." Sheng Zhiyao lifted the curtain and walked out.

Although it was already spring, the cold air in the early morning was pressing, Sheng Hangu took out the blanket that had been prepared long ago and covered Sheng Zhiyao's body, and then leaned Sheng Zhiyao's head on his shoulder, and said to himself, "It's really comfortable, it's better to be the third brother."

Sheng Zhiyao heard Sheng Hangu's muttering and couldn't help but laugh.

"Third brother, when did you become so careful?"

"You girl! Didn't I take care of you when you were a child?" Sheng Hangu scolded with a smile.

"Okay." Sheng Zhiyao smiled, "Third brother is the best for me."

"Of course." Sheng Hangu raised his eyebrows proudly, then turned his head to look at Sheng Zhiyao and said, "Zhiyao, why do you say this Zi Chu is so quiet?"

"Because she can't speak." Feng Yuanchen walked up to Sheng Zhiyao and sat down, and said lightly.

"Can't speak? You poisoned him dumb?" Sheng Hangu looked at Feng Yuanchen with round eyes.

"Where do you want to go? She was just gagged." Feng Yuanchen glanced at Sheng Hangu, "We have to send her to Xichu alive."

"That's right." Sheng Hangu nodded thoughtfully, "By the way, what about her maidservant?"

"Dead, the day Feng Yuanqing died, she also died." Feng Yuanchen said lightly.

"Huh? He's dead? How did you die?" Sheng Hangu asked.

"I was stabbed to death, I suspect it was Jiang Shaolan."

"Jiang Shaolan?" Sheng Hangu frowned, "She's not running

Is it so? How can you still kill people?"

"I don't know about this yet." Feng Yuanchen shook his head, "But I think Jiang Shaolan should have been seen by Xin'er when she ran away, so she killed her."

"This Jiang Shaolan is really unusual, Xin'er is a person with martial arts, looking soft and weak, she can actually kill people." Sheng Hangu sighed.

"Well, she's not easy on her own." Feng Yuanchen replied coldly, then turned his head to look at Sheng Zhiyao with a calm face, "Zhiyao, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, Jiang Shaolan is not simple, she and Yu Manrou almost wanted to kill me at the beginning." Sheng Zhiyao snorted lightly.

"And Jiang Shaolan?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that you have a holiday so early."

"You mean you just came back to Juxian Building?" Sheng Hangu asked.

"That's right."

"Why don't you come back and tell my brother?"

"Shame on you, what's there to say." Sheng Zhiyao pouted.

Feng Yuanchen smiled: "You, you always don't take care of yourself."

"I'm not a child, I'll take care of myself." Sheng Zhiyao muttered dissatisfiedly, "Look at you, you always treat me as a child."

Feng Yuanchen couldn't help but laugh when he saw Sheng Zhiyao's coquettish appearance: "Then you are originally."

"You two, don't let me get a good rest." Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes angrily.

"Okay, let's not disturb you to rest, it's cold outside, let's go back to the carriage." Feng Yuanchen said with a smile, then picked up Sheng Zhiyao and put it back on the carriage, "Have a good rest."

"Hmm." Sheng Zhiyao nodded.

About a stick of incense, the carriage continued to move west, and Sheng Zhiyao sat in front of the window, watching the scenery outside pass by.

"Yuanchen, where is the front?" Sheng Zhiyao suddenly opened the curtain and asked.

"There's a town up ahead, and we'll spend the night there." Feng Yuanchen said and pointed ahead.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at it and nodded, "Okay, got it."

The carriage traveled for an hour and stopped in front of an inn.

"Zhiyao, it's here." Feng Yuanchen lifted the curtain and said to Sheng Zhiyao in the car.

"Okay, got it." Sheng Zhiyao jumped out of the carriage with a smile, then took Feng Yuanchen's arm and walked into the inn.

The shopkeeper of the inn warmly beckoned them to take their seats, and then asked, "How many guests are there?"

"Five rooms, and then two tables of food." Feng Yuanchen commanded.

"Okay, wait a minute." The shopkeeper nodded and retreated. c

Sheng Zhiyao sat at the table and ate, looked at Feng Yuanchen who was standing on the side and asked, "Is five rooms enough?" Buxing, don't they live?"

"Well, they all have their own tasks." Feng Yuanchen said with a smile, "You don't care, go to the room with Mei'er and Zhu'er first."

"Yes." Sheng Zhiyao nodded with a smile.