Zhao Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

It's false to say that it doesn't hurt, it's just that it doesn't hurt so much, but she can still bear the pain.

Shen Junchen hesitated: "Then let's go, it's too late to catch up with the next inn."

Xing'er and Uncle Li were already waiting downstairs, and when they saw the two of them coming down, Uncle Li hurriedly stepped forward to take over the large and small burdens in Shen Junchen's hands.

Shen Junchen went to the counter and returned the pair of cards in the room.

The shopkeeper glanced at Zhao Qianqian behind him: "Is your lady okay?"

Shen Junchen said, "You ......" He wanted to say that you were mistaken, we are not husband and wife, but he thought that the two lived in the same room last night, if you want to say that they are not husband and wife, do others believe it? Even if others believe it, what should you think of Zhao Qianqian?

"It's okay, thank you, shopkeeper." Shen Junchen put the pair of cards and hurriedly turned around.

The shopkeeper praised: "This young man is really a person who loves his wife, he ran up and down for her lady when he entered the store yesterday afternoon, and was busy until midnight, and got up before dawn in the morning to cook for his wife, which is really rare."

One of the residents quipped, "Why did the shopkeeper take a fancy to that kid?"

The shopkeeper laughed and said: "You see how handsome the parents are, they can take a fancy to me, don't say that I am dozens of years old now, even if I am a yellow flower girl, I can't look down on me, you look at his little lady, she looks like a fairy, or how to say that men and women are good-looking, I think they are worthy of these four words."

The two didn't care what others said, after all, they weren't really husband and wife, but they lived in the same room last night, so of course they couldn't clarify the facts.

Shen Junchen helped Zhao Qianqian and walked out.

Xing'er stepped forward and asked, "Miss, are you still in pain?"

Zhao Qianqian's hand retracted from Shen Junchen's hand, and he touched Xing'er's head dotingly: "It doesn't hurt."

Xing'er didn't forget to say good things for her uncle: "It's still my aunt who is good to Miss, yesterday afternoon I went all over the street to find brown sugar and ginger, and I personally cooked ginger syrup for you, my father is not so good to my mother, and the owner of the village is not so good to Mrs., my aunt really hurts Miss."

Zhao Qianqian didn't care about any change in Xing'er's title, she was only listening to her say that Shen Junchen bought brown sugar for him.

Qianqiu Country lacks food, and the imperial court does not allow a large amount of sugarcane to be planted, so brown sugar is a very scarce thing, even in a second-tier city like Qingyun City, it is not very easy to buy, not to mention in this kind of town, presumably he ran a lot of roads yesterday to buy it.

Shen Junchen and Uncle Li put their things on the carriage, Xing'er went to help Zhao Qianqian get into the carriage, Zhao Qianqian let go: "I'll come by myself."

This height is not difficult for her, she was a person who loves mountaineering in her previous life, although the original owner's body is not as good as her physical fitness in her previous life, but she has been exercising in recent months, and it is not much worse.

He was about to step up, a slender jade hand stretched out, she raised her head, just met Shen Junchen's gentle eyes, she smiled, and stretched out her hand.

And this sweet scene happened to be seen by an uninvited guest. Yes, who else could it be besides Li Xiaoran, a nasty ghost?

He sighed: "Tut-tut, what a scene of you and me, it's really touching, let's go together, you two sneaked away in the middle of the night, it turns out that you two secretly have a song?"

Zhao Qian paused, didn't look back, and got into the carriage directly.

"Hey, you talk very badly, alas, you love me and I have a lot to do with your, are you envious and jealous and hateful, right? But...... Tsk, people like you don't understand, because you don't deserve love."

This is a girl's voice, Zhao Qianqian lifted the curtain, but saw a young man dressed as a scholar, but whether it was his appearance or voice, it was easy to judge that the other party was a woman.

Li Xiaoran turned around and saw that it was a little scholar, he said with a disdainful face: "Where did you come from, where did you come from, Lao Tzu is talking about your, do you know who the master is?"

"Palm." As soon as the little scholar's voice fell, a man in black appeared out of nowhere standing in front of Li Xiaoran, only to hear two snaps, five finger prints on Li Xiaoran's face, Li Xiaoran was confused, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time

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The little scholar said, "Aren't you the nephew of the thief king of the world, Lady Biao? You were at the inn in the middle of the night last night, under this banner, with such a heavy snow, and forcibly drove a dozen people out of the hot bed, just for you to stay in the inn, you are so fanfare, it is difficult for you to think about it."

Xiaoshu Shen paused, and said: "You said that you look sorry for the world, you don't stay at home to reflect, and you are afraid that others will not let you know you, even if your father is a cat and a dog, he is more glorious than a robber, not even a cat or a dog, you are embarrassed to show off everywhere." People are talented men and women, you look like thieves, and you still stick them up to ridicule others, isn't this angry and resentful? I advise you, go home and hide, and be careful of being killed by lightning on the road."

To say, this little scholar's mouth is really poisonous, and he scolded Li Xiaoran to stammer.

He pointed at the little scholar angrily: "If Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to your knees and beg for mercy today, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Li."

The little scholar frowned: "You still dare to call Lao Tzu, it seems that you don't have a long memory, palm your mouth, let him have a longer memory."

When the words fell, the man in black slapped Li Xiaoran more than a dozen times just now, and Li Xiaoran's face immediately swollen into a bun.

The little scholar said, "If you want to save your face, keep your mouth clean, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee that your face can still be placed on your head, and if you can't beat me, what is your surname, we have to make it clear first."

Li Xiaoran gritted his teeth and said, "You are a sneak attack, you are a villain, we can't beat you."

The little scholar said: "I don't even dare to make a bet, which means that you have already admitted defeat, what are you still fighting, leaving, it's not interesting."

The little scholar turned around and left.

Li Xiaoran gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to leave, it's not so easy, give it to me, beat him to death, and beat him to his knees and beg for mercy."

"Miss, can we go?" Uncle Li asked.

"Wait."

"Wait."

Zhao Qianqian and Shen Junchen said in unison.

Anyway, this little scholar was also upset for them, and was entangled by Li Xiaoran, so they just left, and it didn't seem to be righteous enough.

Li Xiaoran's two subordinates raised the big knife and slashed at the scholar's back, the little scholar didn't return his head, just when the big knife was about to fall on his back, he volleyed into the air, landed behind the two, kicked on the buttocks of the two, and the two staggered a few steps before stopping.

The two pounced in the air, turned around and slashed again, only to see the little scholar rise in the air again, Li Xiaoran's people pounced again, because of the excessive force, the two staggered a few steps and felt that their knees were hit by something, and a dog eating fell in front of Li Xiaoran.

The two of them got up from the ground in the middle of the night, their mouths covered in blood, and their front teeth were missing.

The little scholar looked at Zhao Qianqian's carriage, and the corners of his lips hooked but he didn't say anything.

"Useless stuff." Li Xiaoran glanced at the two of them with disgust, "Get out of the way, a bunch of rubbish."

The little scholar looked at Li Xiaoran for a long time: "You are not a good thing, so don't dislike each other, or you can go together, so as to save the master's time."

"Don't let this kind of person dirty your son's hands, just hand it over to your subordinates." A young man with a jade crown and a bundle of hair, however, with a little identification, it is not difficult to see that it is also a woman disguised as a man.

The little scholar said, "Okay, don't go on it too, this kind of person feels bad luck when talking to him, let the people below deal with it."

The green man, with a wave of his hand, came out of nowhere with two men in black.

The little scholar said, "Let's go together, don't waste our time."

Then he said to the two men in black, "Just teach them a lesson, so that they don't become arrogant in the future."

The two men in black bowed, "Yes."

The little scholar turned around and walked to a tall carriage with two horses, and said to the man in black, "Hurry up and get on the road."

The young man lifted the curtain for her, and the little scholar got into the car.

Suddenly, the curtain of the little scholar's carriage was lifted and he looked at Zhao Qianqian's carriage.

Seeing that Zhao Qianqian was also looking at him, the little scholar waved his hand, and the two greeted each other.

Zhao Qianqian said, "Uncle Li, let's go."

"Okay, drive." Uncle Li waved the whip in his hand, and they set off.

Xing'er also sat in front of Uncle Li and drove the carriage.

Zhao Qianqian tilted his head sickly, listless, although it was not as painful as yesterday, but there was still some faint pain.

This kind of pain is not like other pains, this kind of pain is the whole abdomen is swollen and painful, and it is very uncomfortable.

Shen Junchen took out a small pillow from behind him: "If you don't feel well, just lie down."

Just when Li Xiaoran and the little scholar were quarreling, Shen Junchen bought a quilt and spread it on the couch in the opposite shop.

There are two hand warmers on it, which Shen Junchen bought from the inn junior last night.

I didn't see the small pillow just now, so I guess I just bought it.

"Hmm."

Zhao Qianqian responded, lay down sideways, and slowly closed his eyes.

Probably because of Zhao Qianqian's body, the carriage was not moving fast, it was shaking, and Zhao Qianqian fell asleep in a daze.

Li Xiaoran fought with people without getting any benefits, and was beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, and the two didn't really kill them, they only taught a lesson and suddenly disappeared.

When Li Xiaoran came back to his senses, Zhao Qianqian and his party had long since disappeared, so he hurriedly got into a carriage and rushed to the path.

When Zhao Qianqian woke up, it was already afternoon, and she yawned delicately.

"Wake up."

I don't know when Shen Junchen sat next to her, anyway, as soon as she moved, he looked at her sideways.

"Hmm." Zhao Qianqian's voice was soft and glutinous.

"Come, get up and sit down for a while and have something to eat."

Shen Junchen helped her up and sat down, then took a casserole from the charcoal stove, poured out a bowl of sugar water eggs from it, and then sat next to her and fed her with a spoon.

Zhao Qianqian frowned: Is this serving her as a confinement?

Shen Junchen said, "What? Is it hurting again?"

Zhao Qianqian came back to his senses: "No, when did you prepare these?"

Shen Junchen said softly: "Yesterday I prepared some more in the inn, and added ginger to it, you can eat more."

Zhao Qianqian gently hugged his arm and whispered, "How can you be so good?"

A person is used to being cared for, once it is lost, it will be difficult to get used to it, it is easy to receive from nothing, and it is difficult to adapt to it from nothing.

Shen Junchen looked down at her, his eyes were full of smiles, and his red lips were bewitching: "How moved, do you want to ......?"

Zhao Qianqian hurriedly interrupted him: "No, no."

Shen Junchen lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "You're blushing."

His warm breath sprinkled on her neck, Zhao Qianqian stopped for a moment, and then she came back to her senses, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes: "You bully me, I am a patient now."

Shen Junchen gently pinched her little face, "I will never bully you."

"You said it yourself, if you bully me one day, I'll ...... I'll ......."

Shen Junchen asked, "What about you?"

Zhao Qianqian thought for a while: "I will leave you, and I will never leave you again."

Shen Junchen raised her chin, her eyes firm: "I won't bully you!" I won't let people bully you!"

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the two of them didn't seem to notice.

"Uncle, the road ahead is blocked." Apricot lifted the curtain of the car.

"I'll take a look, and you can eat it yourself." Shen Junchen handed the bowl to Zhao Qianqian and got out of the carriage.

There are two large rocks in the middle of the road ahead, and there is no trace of the snow on the ground being rolled over by the stones, and the road surface is higher than the ground on both sides, how can the stones roll high?

It seems that someone deliberately moved in to take charge.