Chapter 1 Noble Girl

Author: Bai Ningyou

Chapter 1 Noble Girl

At dusk, a moist wind suddenly blew up outside the pass.

The sky in the distance is dark brown, and the moist wind stirs up yellow sand and fallen leaves, dyeing the whole world into a gray chaos.

On the quiet official road, a magnificent carriage came out of the night and slowly stopped at the door of the inn beside the road.

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief and said to the inside of the car: "Miss, we have arrived at the inn."

There was no sound in the carriage for a long time. After a while, a sleepy voice sounded: "Oh."

The coachman said: "It looks a bit shabby, but there is no other place to live around, so I can only feel sorry for you, Miss."

This time, there wasn't even an "oh".

The carriage was quiet, as if the people inside had fallen asleep.

The coachman had long been accustomed to this. He waved to the guards accompanying him and walked straight into the inn.

This "shabby" inn is actually not too shabby. On the contrary, it is the only inn within a hundred miles and is quite large. At this time, there are more than a dozen people sitting in the lobby of the inn, and they are drinking wine and playing

Niu, suddenly saw a few people hurried into the backyard of the store.

After those people said a few words to the landlady, the landlady walked out with a bright face:

"We are a distinguished guest today. Orders are free of charge. Please leave as you please after finishing your meal!"

"……What's the meaning?"

"That's what it means. A distinguished guest has reserved the shop, so we won't accept any guests today."

"Then where shall we stay for the night?"

The landlady's almond-shaped eyes widened, half pretending to be coquettish and half really angry: "It's not cold yet, what's the matter with you gentlemen going out to deal with it all night?"

"First come, first served, how can it be so unreasonable!"

"If you can, take over the store! I call you Grandpa Li every day!"

"..."

The guests were cursing, and the drunken guest wanted to make a move. Suddenly, he heard a camel bell ringing outside the door, and then a warm yellow figure appeared at the door.

That was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her skin was extremely white, almost pale. It was obviously early autumn, but she was wearing a thick fur coat, and the huge fur collar almost swallowed her whole head. She looked indescribably weak and thin, and she looked so fancy.

Parallel pathological slender appearance.

"Miss, you are really kind-hearted." The landlady greeted her with a smile, "Miss, you have been traveling all day, what do you want to eat? Just ask, the shop has everything you need!"

The girl stopped slightly and raised her head, finally revealing her thin chin.

"Meat," she said.

The landlady hesitated and asked, "Just meat?"

She thought that such a young lady would probably order something like pearl, emerald and white jade soup, but she didn't expect that her request was so simple, which made her not know how.

The girl said: "Meat is fine."

The landlady still didn’t believe it: “You don’t want anything else?”

The girl thought for a while and said warmly: "More rice."

This is really surprisingly easy to serve.

The landlady was overjoyed and respectfully sent the girl to the wing on the second floor.

After a while, her maid came downstairs and said to the old man: "Uncle Xu, the lady said there is no need to clear the place. It is not easy to stay in the suburbs. Everyone can live in their own place."

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

The guests breathed a sigh of relief and could not restrain their curiosity:

With such style and tone, she must be a noble girl from which family?

Why did you end up outside the customs?

The guests were already very busy, and they were smart enough to sneak out of the inn before anyone could react.

They went outside to feel around, and when they came back, their faces were ashen.

"What's wrong? What did you see, that face?" the person sitting asked in a low voice.

"What's on the carriage is...the flag of Yanhou Mansion."

"Which Yanhou?"

"Which other Yanhou could it be?"

When he said this sentence, all the guests in the hall were startled.

There is only one marquis named Yan in both the government and the public, Yan Zhou, Marquis of Dingbei.

In his early years, Yan Zhou was a powerful general under the late emperor. He once slaughtered three cities in one day and bloodbathed the border for several years. This living king of hell held the army and horses in the court. After being granted the title of marquis, he has been dominating the northern border and has a great reputation.

, just relying on the title of Living King of Hell can control a land and water.

I have long heard that this god of murder has a daughter who is recuperating outside the customs...

They all looked towards the guest room upstairs, their backs already wet with cold sweat.

…

In the wing room on the second floor, Yan Yuan had just taken off his bulky fur coat.

Before she could take a breath, she heard a frantic voice coming from behind:

"I can't take it off, I can't take it off! It's not hot in the room yet!"

The maid Shen Yu closed all the doors and windows with her front legs, then took up the taken off cloak with her back legs and wrapped Yan Yuan up layer by layer with great skill. After wrapping it up, she even touched Yan Yuan's hand to make sure it was Wen Yuan's hand.

The hot one nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Yuan said silently: "I'm a little hot."

Chen Yu glared: "No matter how hot it is, you must cover it! Otherwise, what will you do if you freeze?"

Yan Yuan stretched out a hand from under his cloak, handed it to Chen Yu, and whispered: "Look, I'm sweating."

Chen Yu said coldly: "It won't do even if you sweat."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan, who failed to resist, was wrapped into a rice dumpling and sat on the bedside feeling aggrieved.

Fortunately, the food came quickly.

The dishes on today's table tasted unexpectedly good. Yan Yuan had a huge appetite and ate three bowls of rice in one go.

Chen Yu was still muttering: "Really, if the inn hadn't been poorly prepared and didn't have charcoal fire, we wouldn't have had to drive for half a day and starve for half a day... I don't know if the charcoal fire in this shabby inn was not good enough, or it had been burning for a long time.

Will it taste..."

Ever since she left the house, Chen Yu has become more and more like an old hen nestling in her nest.

Yan Yuan smiled and reassured her: "It's only September now, so it's normal that we haven't considered the charcoal fire."

Originally, according to the plan, their carriages and horses should stop at the inn established by the government, but they did not expect that it had rained for several days in a row, and the charcoal room of the inn was filled with water, and all the charcoal was damp. And she was inseparable from the heater.

people, so they had to travel all night to find an inn to stay.

Chen Yu gritted his teeth: "But Miss, you are afraid of the cold. Didn't they ask beforehand?"

Yan Yuan smiled and said: "Traveling far away from home is meant to be muddle along. I'll be fine when I get home tomorrow."

She was always a happy-go-lucky person, and now she was content with drinking the warm mutton soup, and she narrowed her eyes in contentment.

Chen Yu looked at Yan Yuan's satisfied expression, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness in his heart:

Even if she could get home tomorrow, she would probably not be able to stay for a few days before being sent to the palace. The Holy Sage's reputation is not very good nowadays, so she would probably fall into the trap of a tiger during her trip.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu secretly wiped the wet corners of his eyes and turned around hastily.

"The dew is heavy at night, so I will prepare some bathing water for you."

Chen Yu hurriedly left the room.

As soon as she walked forward, Yan Yuan took off her heavy fur coat and stretched out on the spot.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew through her eyelashes.

Yan Yuan was stunned, turned around and looked back, only to realize that the window of the inn had opened a narrow gap at some point.

The gap was not big, and the slightest bit of evening breeze slowly filtered out from the gap, bringing an imperceptible coolness, followed by an indescribable secret fragrance.

The fragrance mixed with the smell of charcoal floated in the room.

Yan Yuan was silent for a moment, then put the fur coat back on her body, tied the tie of her coat and hood carefully, then walked slowly to the bed, and lay down on it with her clothes on.
To be continued...