"Only a ghost would believe you."
Jiang Wan cut it, that was fine, at least until Poria recovered.
If Fuling could still accept Cheng Jin, she wouldn't stop him.
If Fu Ling still can't accept it, she will help Fu Ling.
"Wanwan, the Cheng family's affairs have been settled."
Song Jiuyuan told Jiang Wan everything Cheng Jin said, and finally said:
"If Fuling is willing, Cheng Jin can even follow her back to Yaowang Valley."
"That also depends on Fu Ling's thoughts."
Jiang Wan snorted, "A man who can't handle housework is useless no matter how good he is!"
"Yes, Wanwan is right."
Song Jiuyuan silently glanced at Cheng Jin outside, "Brother, I'm sorry, you can't sacrifice my happiness for your happiness."
The weather has been getting colder and colder these past two days. When passing by a small town, Cheng Jin went to buy some honey, but he did not dare to give it to Poria directly.
Instead, he quietly said to Mu Xiang, "Mu Xiang, Poria's throat feels uncomfortable. Make her some honey water."
Mu Xiang did not dare to accept it, but looked at Jiang Wan. Jiang Wan nodded slightly, and then she accepted it.
"Don't think that a little kindness, Senior Sister, can forgive you!"
Mu Xiang had a bad life in her early years, so she had a more aggressive temper. If Jiang Wan hadn't been there in the morning, the old woman and the fierce man would have been poisoned by her.
"I know."
Cheng Jin looked a little haggard and told her carefully: "You must remember to give her a drink."
"No need for you to tell me."
Muxiang snorted, her master and senior sister were the best people to her, and she naturally wanted to keep them in her heart.
On the carriage, Jiang Wan looked at Mu Xiang's lively smile and felt a little satisfied.
"The woody aroma has changed a lot."
This is Song Jiuyuan's evaluation of Mu Xiang. In the past, her eyes were always full of haze.
Jiang Wan suddenly smiled, "Most men easily get the favor from their parents.
For a girl's family, even a poor family may not be able to obtain it.
There are too many oppressed girls like Muxiang in Dafeng, so I want to open a female medical class to change the situation of girls. "
"Although I can't empathize with you, I will support you."
Song Jiuyuan was a man with an excellent background, so naturally he couldn't sympathize with Mu Xiang.
"I have thought carefully about it recently and realized that a female medical class alone is not enough."
Jiang Wan's eyes sparkled, "Song Jiuyuan, if I want to open a girls' school, will you say I'm rebellious?"
"Won't."
What Song Jiuyuan liked was her who was so confident and kind, and his tone was sincere.
“It’s not like there haven’t always been pioneers like this. It’s just that girls from aristocratic families were the ones who opened girls’ schools in the past.
They were sent to the Kyoto School by their families to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the girls' school gradually declined. "
"Sending them to school is just to marry better people. I hope ordinary people can have the opportunity to learn."
Jiang Wan knows that this is a long-term task, so she especially likes to make money.
Earning more money will bring her closer to her goal.
"I'll help you. How about we start from Jiuzhou?"
Song Jiuyuan knew that the emperor had not yet fully taken power and had many concerns.
If Jiuzhou implements it well, they will have the confidence to implement it nationwide.
"That's what you said."
Jiang Wan's eyebrows were curved and she felt much more relaxed. Over there, Poria was holding a bowl and took a sip of honey water.
"Where did you get the honey water?"
Fuling remembered that there seemed to be none in her previous luggage. After hearing this, Mu Xiang lowered her head and said perfunctorily:
"Master took it out, I don't know either."
"Muxiang, do you know that you dare not look into my eyes when you lie?"
Fu Ling's tone was helpless. She really liked this junior sister who was much younger than her, so she didn't reprimand her.
There was no other way, Mu Xiang could only recruit, "Mr. Cheng bought it, I don't know how he got it.
Senior sister, your voice is hoarse. Drink some. "
"Um."
The Poria cocos was not poured out. Her body was more important than anything else. After drinking, she lowered her voice and said to Mu Xiang:
"If he asks you, just say you don't know whether I drank or not."
"Okay."
Mu Xiang did it naturally to make Cheng Jin unhappy.
The weather was getting colder and colder. Jiang Wan held Mrs. Tang in her arms and sat in the same carriage as Fu Ling.
She was worried about Fu Ling's health and kept an eye on her for safety.
Jiang Wan didn't say anything, and Song Jiuyuan didn't ask Cheng Jin to get on the carriage, so Cheng Jin shivered in the cold wind.
"Fu Ling, if you are still cold, drink some hot water."
Jiang Wan opened the carriage curtain, glanced at Cheng Jin, whose hands were red with cold, and said as if unintentionally: "This young man who was raised in Kyoto can't help but feel cold."
"Whoever lets him bully senior sister deserves to freeze to death!"
Mu Xiang curled her lips angrily, she was really not worth it for Fuling, and Fuling subconsciously looked outside the carriage.
Cheng Jin was not far from their carriage. His hands holding the reins were swollen from the cold, and his fair face was even redder.
"Uncle Junior, why don't we let him go back?"
Poria is kind-hearted at heart. Although she has some resentment towards Cheng Jin, she still feels sorry for her.
"He refuses to go back. He is very stubborn. He deserves the cold."
Jiang Wan patted Fu Ling's hand and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the prince doesn't dare to let him get on the carriage without my approval."
Poria:......
She sniffed silently and took a sip of water from the water bottle. The water was warm and sweet.
Fu Ling suddenly felt uncomfortable, and she whispered:
"Uncle Junior, you'd better let him ride in the carriage with the prince, otherwise the Cheng family will have to blame us if it freezes."
"Don't worry, Uncle Cheng and I have a good relationship, so I don't dare to interfere."
Jiang Wan held Mrs. Tang and warmed her hands, then raised her eyes to meet Fuling's worried eyes.
"Fu Ling, aren't you soft-hearted?"
"without."
Fuling lowered her head, not daring to meet Jiang Wan's eyes. She admitted that her heart was in turmoil.
But... still can't overcome the hurdle in my heart.
"Sister, you must not be soft-hearted."
Muxiang seemed to be a little hostile to men. She advised: "If you soften your heart, what will you do if he bullies you again?"
Jiang Wan:......
"That's all."
Fu Ling looked away with difficulty. If she didn't look, she wouldn't think about it. What happened to Cheng Jin had nothing to do with her.
Jiang Wan:......
Cheng Jin, just keep freezing and it's your own fault!
The weather was not good, the carriage was bumpy, everyone was a little silent, the sight in the carriage was a little dark, and it was not convenient for Jiang Wan to read.
Just when she was bored, the carriage in front suddenly made a loud bang, which scared Jiang Wan and quickly looked over.
"what happened?"
Cheng Jin quickly speeded up his horse and ran over. After a while, he came back and said to them:
"Don't worry, it's just that the carriage wheel fell into a big pit. You guys have a rest and we'll continue on our way after you fix it."
"good."
Just as Jiang Wan nodded, she heard a faint sound of footsteps. Her expression changed and she looked forward.
"not good!"
"somebody is coming!"
Cheng Jin pulled out his sword and stood in front of their carriage as a guardian.
