Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!

Qin Jiuniang couldn't help but praise secretly in her heart.

With the neighing of the horse, Chu Jingyun jumped off the horse with vigorous skills.

Seeing Qin Jiuniang staring at him, he didn't show any displeasure, he just walked past her indifferently.

At the moment of passing by, the man's wind-lifted hair brushed Qin Jiuniang's cheeks, and then brushed Qin Jiuniang's nose, leaving a faint fragrance of pine wood.

Nice smelly scent.

But it's also really itchy.

Qin Jiuniang endured and endured, but in the end, she still couldn't hold back, and a loud sneeze went out.

Chu Jingyun, who had been walking non-stop, paused, looked at her sideways, and looked at her with questions.

Qin Jiuniang touched the tip of her nose and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, your hair, just ...... Ahem, swept me in the face. ”

Chu Jingyun: "......"

Qin Jiuniang thought that he didn't understand, and further explained: "Your hair is very fragrant, and it will itch when swept on your face." ”

Chu Jingyun: "......"

Is there a necessary causal relationship between his hair being fragrant and itching on his face? What's wrong with this woman?

Also, he is a man, and he doesn't use balm head oil, how can it be fragrant, is it......

Thinking of that possibility, Chu Jingyun's earlobe instantly flushed with a suspicious red.

Every time he returned home, his mother always liked to secretly take his clothes to incense, or else he would quietly add something to his bath bucket, saying that he was worried that he would have a heavy killing breath and help him neutralize the lower breath.

But he was injured again, and if others didn't say it, he couldn't notice it.

…… When will his damn sense of smell and taste be restored?

Chu Jingyun slowly exhaled a few times, as if he was trying his best to endure something, and looked at Qin Jiuniang deeply several times, then turned his head and walked straight to the two big men, and the sound like frost and snow fell heavily.

"Choose, do I break your hands directly, or do I keep your hands first, and I'll interrupt after you get out of the carriage."

The two big men who were shocked by his momentum trembled, covering their mouths that were bleeding from two broken front teeth, and dared not speak angrily.

Break your hand first, and then break your hand after lifting the carriage, how can you give people such an option!

……

After half a day, Qin Jiuniang's carriage was carried out.

The cart bearer was tied to a big tree by the side of the road with two hemp ropes, his head and face were swollen one by one, and his face was more and more bitter than the other.

The pit people were tied up, and their hands were broken and tied here, waiting for the officials to arrest them and take them to prison...... Probably there is no one more unlucky than the two of them.

The two big men were sad and indignant in their hearts.

On the other side, the carriage returned to the road, and Xing'er sighed: "Thanks to that son just now, otherwise we would have been pitted by those two gangsters today." ”

He commented again: "Although that son looks so indifferent, but madam, he is really powerful, whoosh, and beat those two gangsters to cry and cry in a few clicks!" ”

The little girl gestured indiscriminately, learning from Chu Jingyun's appearance of beating people just now, and sighed again: "Madam, he is really amazing." ”

Isn't it amazing?

Qin Jiuniang opened the carriage curtain and looked out.

The snow began to fall again, and the man rode his horse, squeezed into the slanting snow, and galloped away as he had come.

Qin Jiuniang squinted at the man's straight back, and it wasn't until she saw the back disappear into the wind and snow that she lowered the curtain and nodded: "Well, the skills are quite good." ”

"Yes, yes, Xing'er said that he was very powerful, and I don't know which family he is...... Madame, did you know? ”

"I don't know."

……

There were no more accidents this time, and the carriage quickly stopped in front of Hengyuan's study.

Xing'er jumped out of the carriage first, set up the stool for stepping on the foot, and carefully spread a blanket on it to prevent slipping.

After making all the preparations, she said to Qin Jiuniang across the car: "Madam, you can get out of the car." ”

At this time, near the window on the second floor of the study, Chu Jingyun poured a cup of tea for the woman sitting across the table, and persuaded: "Mother, that's just a dream, how can you take it seriously." ”

His father, Zhongyonghou, was ill half a month ago.

Their family searched for famous doctors in Manjiang Prefecture, but they were all helpless, and some doctors even tactfully reminded them that they could prepare for their father's funeral.

However, just last night, my mother suddenly had a dream, and a voice in the dream told my mother that the person who could save my father would appear in Hengyuan's study around today's hour.

The tips given are: red crisp hands, yellow vine wine.

What "red crisp hands, yellow vine wine", isn't this nonsense.

It's snowing heavily, whose girl's brain is pumping and going out with an altar of yellow vine wine.

Chu Jingyun: "Mother, let's go back." ”

Mrs. Zhongyonghou's eyes were red: "But Yun'er, my mother has never had such a real dream......"

His eyes fell on her son's hand holding the cup, and Mrs. Zhongyong Marquis shrank her eyes and asked with concern, "Yun'er, what's wrong with your hand?" ”

Chu Jingyun glanced at the back of his hand, there were several broken skins on it, oozing some red blood, which were left when he beat people just now.

He explained nonchalantly: "On the way here just now, I casually cleaned up two bastards who dug holes and cheated money. It's fine, it's just some skin trauma. ”

"Let's not talk about me, Mother, the things in the dream are not credible...... Don't wait, it's useless. ”

Mrs. Zhongyong Marquis was silent, holding the handkerchief, staring at the drip without giving up.

If it was just a dream, she wouldn't have taken it so seriously.

But it was two dreams in a row.

In the first half of the night, she had a dream, and after waking up, she turned over and over in bed for more than an hour, and finally fell back asleep, but in the second half of the night she had the same dream again!

Two identical dreams in a row, she can't help but take it seriously!

"Yun'er, let's wait a little longer, and wait."

As soon as he heard that he had to wait a little longer, Chu Jingyun shook his head helplessly, looked out the window and said, "Mother, you have said this several times, you look outside, there is a lot of snow, there is no ghost, how can there be any girl...... Belch! ”

He paused suddenly, and a few rare expressions of astonishment appeared in his obsidian black eyes.

Mrs. Zhongyong's back suddenly stopped, and she hurriedly asked him, "Yun'er, what do you see?" Is there a girl with a yellow vine wine coming? ”

Chu Jingyun: "It's not a girl, it should be a woman when you look at the dress, you haven't seen the wine jar, carrying a food box, and your hands are very beautiful, yes...... Red crisp hands. ”

Is it her who my mother is waiting for?

The strange woman who said that his hair was fragrant and that it would itch when swept on his face.