Time flies, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

On the official road, in the marching convoy, Song Qingwan lifted the curtain, glanced out, and then lowered the curtain, and even the window was closed tightly.

has entered the boundary of Huainan, and in two or three days, the convoy can officially arrive in Huainan City, arrive at Murong Yue's mother's house, and if you want to reach Chuzhou City, the convoy has to continue south.

The convoy of several cars departed from the capital, playing the role of a southbound caravan.

Along the way, no one was suspicious, and the road was uneventful.

Responsible for the safety of the convoy is Hou Ji led by Long Wuwei, Long Wuwei is all scattered, they will be a few days in advance of the road conditions in front of the clear transmission back, once there is any danger in the front of the state and county, strange places, the convoy immediately changed the direction of travel, so that it is difficult for outsiders to predict which way the convoy will go, but also to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

In charge of security, in addition to Long Wuwei, there were also soldiers from the Changsheng Army, who took off their usual armor and disguised themselves as ordinary escort guards, following the convoy all the way.

The trials of life and death on the battlefield make these soldiers have extremely high combat power and vigilance, even if the convoy is suddenly attacked, they can protect the safety of the ladies and ladies in the car.

Long Wuwei and the soldiers were nervous along the way, for fear that something would go wrong.

It was the two ladies and children in the convoy, walking and stopping, enjoying the scenery of the states and counties of Daji.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery on the road is, it can't withstand the boredom of the road.

Song Qingwan is the mother of the Prime Minister's house, but she can also endure loneliness, every day in the carriage, do some needlework, now there are not a few women in the house who are pregnant, she has to do some needlework in advance, the children's clothes from childhood to adulthood, are made by her with a needle and a thread, better than the embroidery girl's craftsmanship.

Murong Yue is not as good as Song Qingwan, although he has been in the deep-walled courtyard of the palace for a few years, he is young in the end, he likes the flowers and flowers of the outside world, and he is talking all the way, why he hasn't arrived yet, why hasn't he arrived yet.

A pair of peach blossom eyes became wrinkled.

This time, the women in the house were pregnant, and her stomach was not angry, and there was no movement at all, but she was angry.

Accompanied Song Qingwan from morning to night, and asked for tips on pregnancy preparation.

Then take a pen and write it down secretly, and when the provincial relatives go back, you must take Chen Chao to give it a try.

Seeing that Sugar Treasure is getting older and older, it can't be that her brother is too old apart from her.

She has an almost obsessive obsession with her son!

She must give birth to a son to Chen Chao.

The four children in the car were quiet along the way, and they didn't cause any trouble, and the child Wang Tangbao restrained himself very much, and more often he was in a daze with his mother Murong Yue's arm, and he didn't know what he was thinking at a young age.

Chen Xuance and Chen Xuanheng did not fall behind in their daily homework, and they were also studying in the process of hurrying, and their elder brother Xuan Ce was smarter than his younger brother Xuan Heng, and seemed to have inherited the IQ of their respective mothers.

Fang Ruoxue, the little girl brought by the Fang family, knew that she was Chen Xuance's child daughter-in-law, and she was by Chen Xuance's side every day.

In the wax moon, the snow also fell.

At dusk, the convoy temporarily entered a town.

Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to rest in the town.

The inhabitants of the town had never seen such a large caravan, and they all came out to see each other in the heavy snow, and Hou Ji ran back and forth, arranging for the convoy to spend the night.

Song Qingwan and Murong Yue put on their cloaks and got out of the car.

Holding an umbrella, resisting the cold wind and snow outside.

Put the stool down.

Murong Yue helped the pregnant Song Qingwan to get out of the carriage first, for fear of bumping into it, in her heart, she had already regarded this eldest sister as her own sister, and she believed that the other sisters in the house were the same.

No one can be worthy of the prime minister's housewife!

Only Song Qingwan can.

Although Song Qingwan is not the most beautiful among the women, and her figure is not the best, she is the oldest among the women, but she is the only housewife of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and no one can replace her.

Murong Yue helped Song Qingwan, whose stomach was still inconspicuous, and entered the only inn in the town, saying that it was an inn, but there were a few simple rooms in the backyard, serving some tea and food.

Far away from the capital, away from the prime minister's mansion in the capital, Murong Yue always felt that something was missing in her heart, and she was empty, she said: "We have been gone for so long, and I don't know how the Chen Dynasty is doing, did you knock Goguryeo down?" He said that as soon as the matter of Goguryeo was settled, he would come south to find us non-stop. ”

Murong Yue once served as the queen mother in the palace, and her status was not ordinarily high.

At that time, Chen Chao was a courtier, and even if she married Chen Chao now, she rarely called Chen Chao "Xiangye", but directly called him by his name.

This is very similar to Chu Yunmei.

Both of them called Chen Chao by his first name.

Walking to the door of the inn, Song Qingwan closed the umbrella, patted the falling snow on Murong Yue's shoulder cloak, and quipped: "You, you, you've only been gone for a few days, and now in my heart, I'm afraid I can't wait for Xiangye to appear in front of you immediately." ”

"Oh, sister, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Murong Yue flatly denied it, and she refused to admit that she missed Chen Chao.

That flowery radish was against the queen mother's courtier, Murong Yue didn't want him.

But this face is getting redder and redder, I don't know if it's freezing or what...

Seeing that Murong Yue was shy, Song Qingwan stopped teasing her and walked into the inn side by side with her.

The small inn has been taken care of by Hou Ji, and the innkeeper is an old couple, both with their backs bent, walking around the inn and adding hot water to everyone.

Sit at a table.

Holding a steaming bowl of tea in both hands, the cold hands of the two warmed up.

"Mother, I took my brothers to the backyard to play and build a snowman."

Sugar Bao was silent all the way, and then he came to the spirit, ran to the second daughter and said.

Song Qingwan touched the head of the prime minister's daughter and said with a smile: "Go ahead, take care of your younger brothers, and besides, you can't bully them." ”

"Don't worry, mother."

Sugar Baby patted his chest.

led the two younger brothers to the backyard.

This inn has long been surrounded by its own people, inside and out, and it is not afraid that someone will be unfavorable to the young lady and the sons, but Hou Ji is not at ease, so he still took two of his most loyal subordinates and went to the backyard with him.

While Song Qingwan and Murong Yue were chatting, a Taoist aunt wearing a black Taoist robe and a hosta tied to her hair bun walked in.

"National teacher, come in quickly, it's cold outside, drink some hot water to warm up." Song Qingwan stood up and beckoned to her.

In addition to Long Wuwei and the soldiers, the last layer of insurance for the safety of the convoy is Jiang Linglong.

This disciple of Guigu is a character who is being invited out of the mountain by the emperors of various countries.

Jiang Linglong's pretty nose was a little red from the cold weather, and her plain face was also a little red, she didn't like crowded places by nature, but she could accompany her all the way, and she could say a few words to these two women.

So he walked over slowly and sat opposite the second daughter.