Xue Yun smiled: "You also saw the situation last night, naturally you can't hide it, I'm afraid that I won't be able to go back without a valid reason in the future." ”

After hearing this, Sun Jiang sighed lowly, accepted the silver money handed by the crescent moon, saluted Xue Yun, and said, "Little lady Xue, you have to take care of yourself." ”

Xue Yun bowed slightly: "Yes, Da Lang will go back early." ”

Sun Jiang smiled: "I'll come back at dusk." At this time, I want to go to Haizhou City to pick a flower for my lady. ”

After hearing this, Xue Yun felt envious in his heart, and said: "Da Lang is really good to Lu Niang! Crescent moon, take some silver money to Da Lang, and let him go to the market to pick out the best silk for Lu Niang, it should be a little bit of my care for Lu Niang." ”

When Sun Jiang heard this, he hurriedly excused himself and said, "This, how can this be done?"

The crescent moon took a little broken silver and stuffed it into Sun Jiang's arms, and said with a smile: "The little lady gave it, you can accept it!"

Sun Jiang hurriedly saluted Xue Yun and said "thank you" several times.

Because Xue Yun, Crescent Moon and Sun Jiang were all going to Haizhou City, they went together.

It is not far from the port to Haizhou City, and you can see the outline of Haizhou City by walking a few miles. After entering Haizhou City, Sun Jiang immediately said goodbye to Xue Yun and Crescent, and quickly went to the market in the city.

Xue Yun walked away with the crescent moon and the white horse for a while, and suddenly stood in place.

The white horse followed all the way, and at this time, there was a pair of horsetail swinging away those flies and mosquitoes who wanted to settle on it, and suddenly saw Xue Yun stop, and couldn't help but look up at Xue Yun lazily, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Xue Yun looking at the intersection in front of her in a daze, the crescent moon said, "Little lady, you shouldn't be able to remember the way to the Li family's mansion, right?"

Xue Yun listened, looked at the crescent moon helplessly, and nodded. Back then, she was less than three years old when she and Aya A-Niang visited her maternal grandparents in Haizhou City, and now she is thirteen years old. Ten years later, where does she remember where she went? Hey, it seems that her temporary decision to go to Haizhou City was too hasty!

Seeing this, the crescent moon couldn't help but hold her forehead and sigh. If we can't find the Li family's mansion, we will have to live in the inn tonight.

After listening to Xue Yun's words, the white horse actually popped out of the horse's mouth with a "poof", like a person's reaction after hearing something funny.

After Xue Yun and Crescent Moon heard the sound from Bai Ma's mouth, they both turned their heads to look at Bai Ma in unison, and found that Bai Ma was staring at Xue Yun, with a bright light rolling in his eyes, and the light seemed to indicate that Bai Ma had inadvertently unearthed a rare treasure.

The crescent moon looked at the white horse twice, moved to Xue Yun's side, and said in her ear: "Little lady, the slave thinks that Xiaobai seems to be different from other horses!"

Xue Yun said with a straight face: "The different ones are still to come." ”

"Huh?" the crescent moon quickly looked behind her. "Nope!"

"Heck, I'm talking about the future. Xue Yun explained.

Seeing that she would be wrong, the crescent moon blushed and subconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes, hesitated for a moment, and reminded: "That, little lady, are we going to find an inn to settle down tonight?"

"Then you go first......" Before Xue Yun finished speaking, he heard a clear and magnetic male voice suddenly sound behind him.

"Well, why doesn't this horse go on the bridle?"

When Xue Yun and Crescent heard this, they hurriedly looked back at the person who came.

When the white horse heard the sound, he also turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The person who came was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man, Lang Jun, dressed in water-colored clothes, holding a gold-rimmed white fan in his palm, looking at Xue Yun with a smile.