"If it was really what you said, it was done by the courtesan, maybe it was true. Do you think it's? Old man? Where is the old man?"

While these people were chatting, the old man who had just spoken was gone, and no one cared about where he went while chatting.

Sikong Yue was uncomfortable sitting in the carriage. She had been huddled in the carriage like today and entered the imperial city? Even if she was injured in the past, she just bandaged her and rode on the horse as usual. But now she is like this.

It's so frustrating and uncomfortable.

Sikong Yue sat by the window and looked out through the layers of veils hanging on the car window. The crowds of people seeing off the streets were gathered all over the streets. He said to the old guys inside that they were not etiquette and forbidden her to ride a horse, looking at her nephew's crotch

The good horses got off the horse made her feel itchy and wanted to push open the carriage door and go out to grab her nephew's horse riding now.

She had prepared a female official to serve her in the car, but she thought it was troublesome and rushed to other cars before leaving. The only thing she could pass the time was the snack called biscuit made by Huamian yesterday.

While eating in the carriage, I thought about finding an opportunity to change it to the carriage when I left the city and met with the group. It was really uncomfortable to stay in this carriage.

While thinking about what to do after meeting for a while, Sikong Yue pulled her collar down. The hair crown on her head had been removed by her as early as when she left the palace gate, and all kinds of luxurious hairs.

The palace flowers of the hairpin are scattered in the carriage. Since she is not allowed to leave the carriage, it means that the old men can't control what she looks like in the carriage.

In the carriage, you can only pass the layers of veils hanging on the window to the blurry scene outside. Listening to the unclear sound coming from outside, the concept of time also blurred. I don’t know how long the convoy has been driving.

When the bag of biscuits prepared by Huamian was finished, the carriage stopped.

The sound outside the carriage became louder, as if there were people exchanging passwords and greetings. Various sounds were intertwined with the neighing of horses.

"arrive?"

The two civil servants in the envoys were standing next to the carriage and talking. The curtain hanging on the car window was suddenly opened. The bride, who was supposed to be sitting in the carriage, stretched out half of her body by the car window, and supported her with both hands.

He took a deep breath from the window frame.

Sikong Yue's hair was scattered and he only pinned it with a few hairpins. He had originally worn a seven- or eight-layer dress and had his outer shirt off. After Sikong Yue stretched, he noticed that two people were stunned not far away.

The official smiled a little embarrassedly: "Are you busy? You continue." After saying that, before the other party could react, he retracted back into the car.

"That's the general Sikong Yue, the north general," the officials explained to their subordinates a little older.

"It seems to be different from the rumors..."

"You say it's a rumor, don't talk about it, don't say anything inappropriately."

Sikong Yue listened to the sound outside the carriage going further and further away, and then he jumped out of the carriage, "I finally left, all these civil servants talked so much..."

"Sister Yehua"

"Four Misses"

Hua Mian took Xiao Cui to come in a convoy not far away, and each of them was carrying a food box.

"Sister Yehua, thank you for your hard work." Seeing Sikong Yue's appearance, Huamian could guess how boring she was in the carriage as she walked over.
Chapter completed!