The coachman said nervously: "I've seen the little marquis." Today, Miss Lin will return the carriage—"

"She wrote these words?" Xiao Yi looked at the content on the paper and interrupted him coldly.

"Exactly."

The words are crooked, ugly like a dog bite.

They all say that words are like people, indeed.

He smiled contemptuously, crumpled the paper in his hand and threw it away, turned and got into the carriage, and soon his eyes widened slightly with start.

The interior of the car has really changed, and the space is so large that it seems to be able to live on it for a few days.

There used to be only one horizontal place, but now there is a grotesque-looking chair and a four-way table, and each object has a note on it.

The name of the chair is chaise longue, and the back of the chair can be flattened by turning the side knob.

There are several coffee tables on the case, and blankets of different soft and hard materials are stored underneath, and the blankets are all products of the Lin family.

Xiao Yi took one out of the pile of blankets, and couldn't understand its usage, so he looked at the note posted on it.

After reading it, Xiao Yi's face instantly turned black into a casserole.

This thing is called a hemorrhoid pad!

He gritted his teeth, and found that there was a square room on the right hand side, and a night pot was placed in the middle!

Xiao Yi saw that his luxurious carriage was changed like this by the devil, and he almost carried it in one go.

The carriage had no curtains, only two door-like doors for entry and exit, and a small lock behind the door.

Xiao Yi opened the door and said to the coachman with a dark face: "Drive, go to the Lin family's shop!" ”

"Yes!"

The coachman was very curious about this RV, and when he heard this, he hurriedly got into front of the car, looked at it for a long time but didn't find his place, stared at the door and hesitated again and again but decided to speak: "Little Hou Ye, can the small one come up from this door, there is no small place outside." ”

In the last few words, he was extremely aggrieved.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi's face darkened, "Whatever you want." ”

The coachman hurriedly drilled up from the front door, only to find that there was a partition inside Xiao Yi's carriage, separating the position of the coachman and the owner, and there was a door on the partition that could be opened, and there were locks in front of and behind the door.

There is also a small hole in the door of the partition, which is used for sound transmission, and is equipped with a pushable wooden plank, which can be closed when the owner is talking, adding to the sound insulation effect.

Even the place where he rode his horse was equipped with a few soft cushions, which made it very comfortable to sit on.

The carriage had two doors, one for the coachman and one for the master.

Angry to angry, Xiao Yi still followed his curiosity and tried the recliner.

Comfortable.

After flattening the back of the chair, he noticed that there were several small drawers next to him, and when he opened one of them, it was written "Powerful sleeping pills, use them for a night's sleep." ”

Xiao Yi didn't believe it, so he took one out and swallowed it, and soon, he closed his eyes and went to see Zhou Gong quietly.

There was a quarrel between vendors on the nearest road to the shop, and the goods on the road fell to the ground, and the driver was afraid of delaying the time, so he turned the head of the car and had no choice but to take a detour.

The coachman parked the carriage in front of a luxurious shop, and although it was dark, it was crowded with people.

"Little Marquis, the shop has arrived." The coachman spoke humbly.

Xiao Yi was meeting with Zhou Gong, and the whole carriage was silent.

The coachman thought that it was the reason why the small hole was closed, but the little marquis didn't hear his voice, so he wittily opened the small hole, "Little marquis? Little Marquis? ”

......

The coachman did not get a response from his master, and he was in a dilemma.

Fortunately, his place is in a small room, with wooden planks to block the wind, and there are soft cushions under him, so he can sleep on it when he is sleepy, which is very comfortable.

The coachman felt that there was hope for his life.

The shop had just closed, and Lin Xiaoran, who had been busy for a long time, yawned and just walked out of the door, when he saw the "RV" sent to Shengyang Hou's mansion today.

Lin Xiaoran: "......"

It was not easy for her to ask her father to agree to let her come to the store to do business, why did she run into dirty things as soon as she came out?