The horse-drawn carriage moved along the narrow slopes of sandy soil that were rarely visited by people, inevitably leaving deep and shallow dents along the road.
This kind of loose, sticky and soft soil made it impossible for the carriage to speed up. Zheng Quchi held the handrail firmly in the carriage. She glanced at the opposite side and saw a few tall and burly Ye Juns. You squeeze me and I squeeze you. Their flesh and flesh are tight. Sit close to each other.
She looked around her again...it was very spacious, but no one dared to sit down next to her.
The gravity was all tilted towards them, and she clearly felt that the shaft on one side of the carriage was too stressed.
She opened her mouth: "Otherwise..."
Move a few people over and sit with me?
"Thank you, madam, no need." They forced a polite smile and quickly declined.
Zheng Quchi wanted to give some more advice: "Actually, from my side..."
It's very spacious, and it doesn't burn your buttocks, so it doesn't hurt to sit there for a while.
They immediately and quickly picked up the conversation and said, "Madam, don't worry about us. It's not crowded at all. Really, we can just sit here."
Zheng Quchi blinked, then smiled and said: "Actually, I don't want to interfere with your wishes, but I want to tell you a truth."
"What?" They were stunned.
Why did he suddenly start to make sense?
Zheng Quchi began to explain to him the so-called "balance" principle, while making gestures and living his own language.
"You should also know that the weight on both ends of the scale is equal, and the two objects are equal as a balance. If there is too much or too little, it will cause imbalance. At this moment, we are in the same space where relative motion remains unchanged. I On one side of the scale and you on the other side of the scale, how do you think the carriage is balanced?”
Ye Jun: "..."
Madam speaks so literately, what should I do? She looked at them expectantly, but they didn’t even hear what she meant. If you want to tell her directly, they don’t understand what she is talking about. Will Madam? Do you think they can't even understand this and are not worthy of serving as bodyguards for the general?
"Hahahaha..."
Yu Wensheng, who was driving the car, heard the movement inside. He shook the reins and laughed so hard that Zheng Quchi looked confused.
What is he laughing at?
She's not telling a joke.
She knocked on the partition between the carriage and the driver: "Why are you laughing? Keep your voice down, you've disturbed us."
Yu Wensheng stopped laughing, but the smile remained in his lazy eyes with thick eyelashes, and then he answered her with a good attitude: "Ah, I'm sorry, you can continue talking."
Without the interruption of laughter, Zheng Quchi turned to the carriage again and looked at the mighty Ye Jun: "Why don't you speak? Did you not understand? Why don't I tell you again and I'll let you sit over here. What it means is actually..."
Ye Jun felt something buzzing in his ears, which shook his eardrums and made his head spin.
No, I can't let Madam continue talking. Rough guys like them are not worthy of listening to Madam's "Chun Chun teachings".
Ye Jun, that is, the Xuanjia Army under King Run, had stiff smiles on their faces, and hurriedly interrupted: "Madam, we understand, let's sit over here... uh, let the car balance, the balance is correct Bar."
The seven people immediately divided into two people and prepared to come over, but obviously this number of people was not enough to satisfy Zheng Quchi.
She frowned slightly and planned to have a long chat with them: "Actually, you may not understand the power of balance deeply enough, so you misunderstood it. I'll continue to tell you..."
"Madam, just tell us how many people you want to sit there, and we will listen to you." Xuan Jiajun looked sad and had no choice but to compromise.
Hearing this, Zheng Quchi's pure eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and his honest little face pretended to be confused: "Of course, the balance can be maintained only when there are the same number of people sitting on both sides. There are seven on your side, and three more will sit on the other side." Individually, it’s fine if both are equal.”
It turns out that there is such a balance. The seven people looked at each other and didn't know what kind of glances they exchanged. Then they reached an allocation and three people stood up.
Compared with Zheng Quchi, who was smaller, they looked particularly strong, but they were reserved and shrunk in front of her. They bowed to Zheng Quchi like a heavy bear and performed a military salute, and then sat down in a prepared posture. .
They thought that Madam would be a talkative person, uh, no, she would be a talkative person who couldn't bear the silence and would start a conversation. But after she asked them to sit over and the cramped environment between them became comfortable, they no longer wanted to talk. Speak.
So there was silence in the carriage, but they felt awkward and uncomfortable. They had just guessed that the wife was talking in a roundabout way, but it was actually for their own good. They wanted to thank her for thinking about them, but they were clumsy and not good at expressing it.
Zheng Quchi, who was completely regarded as a living Bodhisattva, felt the carriage moving forward smoothly under the even gravity. He let go of the armrest and showed a subtle look of satisfaction on his face.
After the Panlong carriage left "Tiger Roar Pass", it headed straight for Xinquanyi. Zheng Quchi was sitting on the side of the carriage. She could see Yu Wensheng's figure through the hollow back panel.
She didn't understand why he had to drive the car himself, but he always had his reasons for doing things. It was just that she often couldn't figure out his deep and dark thoughts. She only suddenly realized it every time when the mystery was revealed.
Although she had been deliberately ignoring his movements, once she calmed down, her eyes couldn't help but glance at him: "Do you want to take care of your injuries?"
Earlier at "Huxiao Pass", he was injured in order to kill the public.
But whether he is injured or sick, he always wears the same false mask on his face. As long as he doesn't show his uncomfortable expression, over time, others will ignore that he is actually secretly suffering.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
His low voice was cut and messy by the wind, making it difficult for Zheng Quchi to hear it clearly.
She came closer and asked in a low voice: "Did you come back specially... to pick me up?"
This time, there was no echo from outside. She felt strange, thinking that her voice was too soft and he didn't hear it.
She pursed her lips, but she didn't intend to say it a second time.
She sat up straight and saw a hand pushing open the car door, like a snake in a flower stream, and slipped in.
She took a closer look and saw that it was Yu Wensheng.
As soon as he came over, Xuan Jiajun's expression immediately became solemn and he immediately made room for him to sit down.
Yu Wensheng naturally wanted to sit down next to Zheng Quchi.
He faced her pair of gleaming light brown eyes, moved slightly closer to her, and noticed that she was faintly resisting and slowing down her breathing. His eyes suddenly darkened, but the approaching breath chose to withdraw.
His slender, cold hands casually picked up a strand of her messy hair and placed it behind her back, with a cold hiss in his voice: "I never intended to leave you, but under the circumstances, leaving was far more difficult than staying. Danger, I will put you in the safest place, I believe that with your intelligence you will be able to keep yourself safe."
Of course, even if she is not smart, cannot understand his intentions, and is extremely dull, she doesn't have to do anything. Just because of her kindness to the public and the fact that she has become the leader of the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild", The other party will also keep her safe and sound.
He had planned everything, but he missed his heart that was bitten by jealousy. He began to hate his plan. So what did he think was dangerous? As long as she is by his side, he will protect her.
But when making a choice at that time, he still ignored his unwillingness and chose a situation that was more beneficial to her.
Sometimes he doesn't even know what he wants.
Why do the things he does never follow his own wishes, but only to fulfill her?
It was obvious that he kept her by his side at the beginning just to make him feel relieved and in a good mood, but now he has put the cart before the horse, so is it necessary for him to continue to keep her?
Zheng Quchi secretly took a breath, feeling that her nose was full of blood and the faint scent of incense coming from his body. She raised her neck and pressed herself against the car wall, trying to create as much space as possible from him.
"Why did you come in?" Zheng Quchi asked.
Why do I suddenly feel that the space in the carriage has become smaller? She obviously thought it was quite spacious before.
So who is driving the car now?
"There shouldn't be any ambush scouts on the road ahead."
When other people saw this situation, they quickly closed off their five senses and regarded themselves as a ball of air and an ornament. In short, the carriage was so small that they could no longer accommodate their existence.
Zheng Quchi glanced at the others, then looked at Yu Wensheng, secretly yelling, she was the most sensitive to Yu Wensheng's emotional changes, and when his eyes changed, she could tell that he seemed to be offended by something again, and dark clouds were gathering. .
She quickly asked seriously: "I understand the Zheng you left under the table, but what does that hair mean?"
"What hair?" Yu Wensheng's gloomy and terrifying thoughts were suddenly taken away by her.
Zheng Quchi originally asked just casually, but now he felt that he might have caused an own incident: "You just left a comb in your room, and there was a hair on the comb... Could it be that? Not a code?"
Yu Wensheng was startled for a moment, carefully discerning the meaning of her words, and then with a smile on his lips, he said leisurely: "You went to my room and... found the comb?"
She quickly took it out: "Yes, this is yours, right?"
She probably didn't admit her mistake.
He looked at it and smiled: "It's indeed not a code, it's just an object I accidentally lost."
It wasn't accidental, it was something he deliberately wanted to abandon, but it was still lost and returned.
"It's not a code, then why is there my hair on your comb..." She suddenly lost her voice mid-sentence.
Yu Wensheng raised his eyes with a smile and asked gently: "What do you want to say?"
What did she want to say? She didn't want to say anything.
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. If he really had any quirks or a strange desire to collect, she would expose him in public, otherwise he would get angry and attack her cruelly.
Zheng Quchi saw that there were other Ye soldiers beside her, and she had some words to say. She did not immediately question him about the marriage contract, but only said: "There is one thing you have to pay attention to. If Gongshu said that even if you return to Ye country, it seems that Something bad will happen to you, and I think there must be some conspiracy against you."
Yu Wensheng listened to her kind reminder, but his attention was not on his own safety. Instead, he asked with interest: "Oh~ what else did he say?"
It seems to be saying, keep talking, talk more, and then we can collect enough evidence to settle the score together.
It's so good, why did this person suddenly become yin and yang and become angry again?
She remembered that he seemed to have some old grudge with Gongshu Jiruo, and she was still frightened now that she thought about how hard she wanted to stab him.
Put yourself in his shoes, if it were her, no, this kind of empathy wouldn't work, and she wasn't as perverted and crazy as him.
However, he definitely didn't want his people to get close to his enemies, so she changed her words, as if she suddenly couldn't remember: "He... probably didn't say anything. I rarely meet him." , he also likes to ignore him, we are not familiar with him at all."
"Since we are not familiar with each other, then why did he say that you want to go to Beiyuan Kingdom with him?" Yu Wensheng's eyes gradually became weird, as if he was watching how she made it up. If she didn't make it up as expected, he would lose her to Gong Gong. Kill them all together.
"If I didn't say that, how could I get out of the Wujue Temple? Na Miku wouldn't let me go at all. He said he wanted to keep me there as a monk. If Gongshu hadn't argued with reason, I would have definitely been tonsured by now. "She died unjustly.
"So, your heart is very grateful to Gongshu Jiruo for his kindness to you?" he asked with a smile.
Zheng Quchi: "..."
No, is his understanding so poor? How could the point of the same sentence, what she wanted to say, and what he heard mean be so different?
"General, there is something strange behind the hillside ahead! It seems like an ambush. Do you want to stop?"
The driver's seat of the car was changed to Yuntu, and he received a report from the Xuanjia Army on the roof of the car, his voice urgent and urgent.
When Zheng Quchi heard this, he subconsciously looked at Yu Wensheng.
But Yu Wensheng's expression did not change at all. He looked back at Zheng Quchi: "Now it's time to test how powerful your Panlong Chariot is..."
He said to the outside: "Don't stop! Just rush over."
"yes!"
Runtu obeyed his orders unconditionally, even if the move was too risky.
At this time, the running speed of the carriage increased significantly, and the wind roared. The Ye army above began to take emergency precautions, and the people in the carriage also held on securely.
"Protect my wife." Yu Wensheng was about to go to the second floor of the carriage, but Xuan Jiajun was left behind in the carriage.
Zheng Quchi thought for a while and planned to climb on the roof of the car: "I'll get up too!"
"What are you doing up there?" Yu Wensheng grabbed her with his backhand.
She said seriously: "My dynamic vision... I have very good eyesight and can discover more things, and you have forgotten that although I don't know martial arts, I am not useless, I can also fight! "
When Yu Wensheng heard what she said, the false smile on his face gradually faded. He looked at her deeply and said, "Did you know that we may have entered a trap set by several countries?"
When she heard this, her face turned pale and she immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.
Sure enough, if she follows him, her life journey is destined to be magnificent and thrilling... But what can she do? Now she is on the pirate ship.
She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know, and I don't need to know. Now I just need to know that we will return to Ye Country and Fu County safely together."
(End of chapter)
