Although Xue Ling disagrees with renting a carriage.
But Xue Ling still agreed with both hands to buy two horses.
After all, it’s not your own money you’re spending.
And you may not believe it, but the two horses that rode back from the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River last time are not in the inn now, after all, there is no place to tie them in the inn.
But he is still in Luo City, and still under Fang Bi's control.
According to Fang Bing, you can pull it out for a ride whenever you want.
It's just that Xue Ling can't find it.
Shengjun Qianbie couldn't help but it was still very satisfying to pay for it.
Based on this alone, Sheng Junqian is a typical example of boyfriend power.
This made Xue Ling extremely curious that Sheng Junqian had not married yet.
"So why haven't you gotten married yet?" Xue Ling asked Sheng Junqian in front of them as they rode on maroon horses.
"Tell me, how much do you want to give up this topic?" Sheng Junqian asked painfully.
Xue Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter, which was as clear and sweet as the symphony of silver bells.
The two people were walking one behind the other on the empty official road, heading southwest. It was noon, the horses were swaying, and their shadows were hanging underneath them.
At least the scenery is nice and everything is completely silent.
"It seems to be very painful." Xue Ling smiled: "Okay, then I won't ask."
Sheng Junqian was a little uncomfortable with Xue Ling's sudden abandonment. After all, it was Xue Ling who suddenly raised the topic of getting married.
But Sheng Junqian couldn't act like a jerk by asking questions.
So the two men rode their horses on the official road until the sun was setting in the west. They saw a tea shed in the distance. They dismounted and went into the tea shed to ask for tea and dry food and let the horses rest.
The tea was just ordinary big-leaf tea, very poor quality, but for someone who had been traveling for almost a day, it was as good as fine wine. Sheng Junqian drank three large bowls of it and was still not satisfied, but Xue Ling was a little hesitant.
The main reason is that when she goes out now, she always thinks of everything before leaving.
If it were someone else, he would definitely not drink the tea. All the food and drinks must be handled by him personally, or in other words, they were made by Xue Ling.
But Fang Bie was able to do this. In addition to being a cunning rabbit and always having dry food and water on hand for emergencies, the more important reason was that Fang Bie's endurance was also very strong. It was normal for him to live without water all day and night.
Thinking of this, Xue Ling chose to push the tea bowl away silently.
"Why, aren't you thirsty?" Sheng Junqian looked at Xue Ling and said doubtfully.
Xue Ling thought for a while, shook her head and said she wasn't thirsty.
Sheng Junqian himself was really thirsty to death, but when Xue Ling said this, he instantly became nervous: "Isn't the tea poisonous?"
After saying this, Sheng Junqian himself became even more frightened: "I have drunk so much, no matter what I do, I can't vomit it out."
Xue Ling's expression was a little helpless. She looked at the teahouse owner in the distance and found that the other party didn't care about her at all, so she felt relieved: "I don't know if this is poisonous, but we are not important people, so here we are. It’s not like we have any important mission, I don’t think anyone would set up an ambush for the two of us in this wilderness.”
"Then why don't you drink?" Sheng Junqian thought it was right, but then he was puzzled by Xue Ling's excuse: "I don't believe you are not thirsty."
Xue Ling tilted her head and smiled: "What if I'm really not thirsty?"
Saying this, Xue Ling paused: "Actually, I'm still a little thirsty, but not to the point where I can't live without drinking tea. We have prepared dry food and water. It doesn't mean that we can't go on without drinking the tea."
"And..." When Xue Ling said this, she couldn't continue.
"And what?" Sheng Junqian couldn't help asking.
"Goodbye." Xue Ling said quietly. "Actually, since I became Beewing, I have always been taken care of by him. Although I know that I am far from him, I still hope to work in his direction."
"If Fang Bie was here, then he would definitely not drink this bowl of tea."
"Thinking of this, I suddenly stopped being thirsty."
Xue Ling looked at the poor tea with a few tea leaves floating in front of her and said softly.
"You are you and he is him, why do you have to imitate him in everything?" Sheng Junqian couldn't help but ask. "Everyone is different. Is it okay if everyone has to be the same in everything?"
Xue Ling looked at Sheng Junqian in front of her. Sheng Junqian took the bowl and drank another large bowl of tea.
To be honest, a rich man like Sheng Junqian would not like to drink this kind of tea, but he actually drank it with gusto, not just because he was thirsty.
"So is this the reason why you don't marry a wife?" Xue Ling said quietly.
Sheng Junqian turned his head and spit out all the tea in his mouth.
"Can you not open any pot and pick up which pot?"
Sheng Junqian lodged a solemn protest.
However, after protesting, he smiled to himself: "Actually, it's almost the same."
"I just don't want to live the same life as others, so I choose to step into the world and follow my own path."
"Of course, I also know that it's not very good for me to learn to walk in Handan and imitate others."
"But as long as I don't live the same life as my father's generation and live the life my parents expect me to live, I'll be satisfied."
Having said this, Sheng Junqian looked at Xue Ling: "Yes, I know that I am too old to do red-sleeved tricks every day, and if I want to get a wife, it will be easy. You see, I am not bad-looking. In fact, there is nothing serious wrong with me. Regardless of my family background, there are a lot of ladies in my hometown who are willing to marry me. Speaking of which, I was once the dream lover of many people."
"After all, my conditions aren't that bad, right?"
Xue Ling nodded. Sheng Junqian's conditions were not very good. They were simply too good to give up.
But just because you don’t want to have a good thing, it’s strange not to have a wife.
After all, being twenty-eight without a wife is simply too miserable.
"But I married a wife. Should I continue to go out and live in the world? Or should I go home and settle down with my wife and children, waiting for my son to grow up and have grandchildren?" Sheng Junqian looked at Xue Ling and continued.
"Isn't this bad?" Xue Ling asked.
This is the life that many people dream of.
"If it's so good, why did I come out in the first place?" Sheng Junqian smiled: "I could have lived such a life when I was eighteen."
"Then you can continue to work out?" Xue Ling was a little confused by Sheng Junqian's question.
"If I continue to go out and make a living, will I leave my newlywed wife alone at home and make her a widow?" Sheng Junqian looked at Xue Ling and smiled lightly.
Xue Ling didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Mainly, she didn't expect that Sheng Junqian would be such a gentle person.
