Zhao Fuling knew that she had said something inappropriate, so she smiled and didn't say anything, but just threw a piece of firewood into the fire.

The flames rose instantly, touched the small iron cauldron at the top, and then quickly descended.

The medicinal juice in the pot boiled again, and Ah Yue moved the pot and poured it into the bowl, picked it up and handed it to Shen Chi who was not far away.

The heat was thick in front of his eyes, blurring Shen Chi's vision.

In the haze, Zhao Fuling's figure seemed to have become alienated and distant.

After Ah Yue took the medicine, he returned to the fire and took out his own dry food and roasted it.

Zhao Lingling took out a packet of beef jerky from her arms and handed two to Ah Yue: "Taste it."

"What is this?" Ah Yue took it, put it in his mouth and chewed it without thinking about it, and then his eyes lit up and said, "Jerky?"

Zhao Fuling smiled and nodded: "Beef jerky."

"Beef?" Ah Yue exclaimed.

His voice attracted Shen Chi's attention, and Zhao Fuling was stared at by the two of them, and then remembered that in the current dynasty, slaughtering ploughing cattle seemed to be against the law.

So after a moment of silence, she changed her words and said, "Yak meat!"

Ah Yue's eyes blinked a few times: "What is yak meat?"

Zhao Fuling didn't explain anymore, only took out two more, and said to him, "Give your son-in-law a taste."

Ah Yue looked back at Shen Chi, and saw that Shen Chi didn't seem to have any intention of refusing, so he took the jerky and got up and took it.

Zhao Fuling originally bought some mustard, rabbit jerky and the like, but when she saw Ah Yue's startled appearance, she didn't take it out.

After a brief meal, and after moving her hands and feet, she got into the carriage first.

Ah Yue cleaned up the fire before going up with Shen Chi.

The vehicle moved again, but there was no longer silence in the carriage, Shen Chi sat opposite, looked at Zhao Lingling and asked, "What is your original name?"

Zhao Fuling showed a polite and detached smile: "Zhao Fuling."

Shen Chi furrowed his brows: "Your name is also Zhao Ling?"

"Yes." Zhao Fuling raised her eyebrows lightly and repeated, "My name is also Zhao Ling."

Shen Chi remembered that the Xuanxu Daoist had said something about the soul, and couldn't help but say the eight characters that he knew by heart, and asked Zhao Fuling: "You were also born at this hour?"

Zhao Fuling nodded: "Yes, it's not bad for a moment."

Shen Chi's face did not change, but his heroic brows were unconsciously put together.

Zhao Fuling said softly, "Although the eight characters are the same, there should still be some differences between me and Miss A Ling? At least in appearance, we're not all the same."

Her facial features are similar to that of Miss Zhao, but her face shape is different.

That Miss Zhao is a standard classical beauty, with willow eyebrows and goose egg face, and her appearance is as delicate as an elegant and exquisite simple ornament. And she is more inclined to the aesthetic standards of later generations, with melon seed face and small mountain eyebrows, although bright and beautiful, she is not gentle, and even her appearance is more aggressive.

Overall, a woman like her is a relatively strong person just by looking at her appearance.

If she was standing here with that Miss Zhao, she could tell the difference if she looked closely.

Shen Chi listened to these words, his brows moved, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Fuling also quieted down, only leaned in the corner, and closed her eyes again.

Speaking of which, except for this skin, she is not close to Shen Chi, and even her familiarity is not as good as Ah Yue. So the two sat together, and they really didn't have anything in common.

In addition, Shen Chi always had a hostile attitude towards her, so Zhao Fuling didn't want to bother to have a good relationship with the other party.

The fatigue of last night had not faded, and the bumps in the road had made her sore again. Zhao Fuling simply closed her eyes and continued to close her eyes to recuperate.

Zhangzhou is not too far away, but because there are many mountain roads, there is snow on the road that has not yet melted, even if Ah Yue drove the carriage quickly, it was still inevitable to spend the night on the road at night.

The temperature in the mountains was even lower at night, so Ah Yue stopped the carriage and rubbed his hands together to relight a fire on the side of the road.

Zhao Poria

After waking up from the cold once, she felt in a daze that Shen Chi had put the mink coat on her, and she fell asleep again.

In winter, the moon and stars are sparse in the mountains and fields, and the rising firelight brings some warmth to this silvery white land.

Shen Chi sat by the fire, picked up the warm medicinal juice and drank it all.

After Ah Yue baked the pancake softly, he handed it to Shen Chi and asked by the way, "Childe, do you want to call Miss Zhao to come down and eat something?"

Shen Chi waved his hand: "Tell her to sleep."

During this time, Zhao Fuling was busy, and he also saw it in his eyes. It's a rare rest, so why bother her at this time?

Ah Yue let out an "oh" and turned the pancake over the fire.

After the crust of the pancake was baked and crispy, Ah Yue took it back, broke half of it and handed it to Shen Chi.

The master and servant sat by the fire, and chewed slowly on the hot water.

The surroundings were silent and cold, and such a scene was inexplicably Ah Yue remembered the past.

After the people of the Yongning Marquis Mansion were exiled, he was sent to Mobei with Shen Chi, and the two were together for almost a year, as if they had been living such a cold and quiet life.

But this time, it seems to be a little different.

Even if they knew that Zhao Fuling was not the one who was traveling with them, but there was one more person in the carriage, and the feeling of loneliness and coldness was much less.

Ah Yue thought so, and took out the beef jerky left at noon from his arms.

Seeing Shen Chi looking over, he smiled a little embarrassedly and asked, "Does Childe eat it?"

Shen Chi shook his head, and Ah Yue withdrew his hand, wrapped the beef jerky in the cake and took a bite.

This jerky is spicy and chewy, and when you eat it, you still feel fragrant.

Ah Yue ate and ate, and asked like a dream, "Childe, can Miss Ah Ling really be replaced?"

Shen Chi's hand paused to drink water, and then he whispered, "I don't know either."

Ah Yue asked, "What if you get it back?"

"If you get it back...... Shen Chi's eyes suddenly softened, and even his voice became much softer, "I will definitely protect Ah Ling thoroughly, and make up for everything I owed her before, so that she will not suffer any pain and grievances."

Hearing this, Ah Yue nodded in agreement: "What about His Highness?"

"It's me who I'm sorry for Your Highness."

Shen Chi said, "As long as I change back to Ah Ling, I will go to the soup for His Highness in the future, and I will never give up."

This is probably the only thing he can make up for Li Jingmo and Zhao Fuling.

Ah Yue didn't ask any more, and only chewed the last bit of pancake vigorously.

Unable to see at night, the two did not intend to continue their journey, and rested by the fire after eating and drinking.

Zhao Fuling woke up in the middle of the night and saw the mink covered on her body, and paused before opening it aside.

There was no conversation outside the carriage, only firewood burning quietly.

Zhao Fuling got out of the car and glanced at them, walked not far away to make it convenient, and when she came back after solving the problem, she saw Shen Chi standing by the carriage with a solemn face.

Ah Yue didn't know when he woke up, and he was relieved to see her come back.

Zhao Fuling knew what they were thinking, and smiled before saying, "Think I ran away?"