A carriage drove out of the village and sped towards Qi Xia Kingdom.
"Ling'er, do you really want to go back to this village?"
In the carriage, Zhou Qingrou kept holding Hu Ling'er's hand tightly, looking worried.
Hu Ling'er pressed Zhou Qingrou's hand and comforted: "Mom, didn't I tell you before? I promised you something, and there is still one month and ten days left, so after I send you home, I will
Go back to the cottage. But don’t worry, I will definitely come back to you as soon as the matter is settled. Then, we can live together forever."
"But..." Zhou Qingrou wanted to say something, but Mu Qihua interrupted her: "Rou'er, please don't make it difficult for the child anymore. You can't let Ling'er become a person who breaks his word for us.
Well. A month goes by very quickly, you can just recite a few scriptures in the Buddhist hall and it will be over."
Hearing this, Zhou Qingrou could only nod her head and said, "Okay, but Ling'er, you must be careful."
"I know, mother." Hu Ling'er hugged her neck coquettishly and said with a smile: "My daughter can't escape, so you should be prepared to raise a rice worm."
"Okay, there isn't much else in the Prime Minister's Mansion, just rice. You can eat as much as you want." Zhou Qingrou nodded the tip of her nose lovingly, feeling warm in her heart. Although she still felt sad when she thought of Mu Wanru who died in vain.
She was sad, but as soon as she saw Hu Ling'er, she could temporarily forget the pain.
Seeing the mother and daughter hugging each other happily, Mu Qihua's face was also full of happy smile. After a moment, he said seriously: "Ling'er, although father knows that you are very capable, things in the world are unpredictable. Since
You are already my daughter, Mu Qihua, so I will never let what happened to Wan'er happen again. So, when you return to the village, take Min Mo with you."
"Min Mo?" Hu Ling'er glanced at her mouth, turned her gaze toward the carriage door, and whispered plaintively: "Do I have to let this piece of wood follow me?"
Since this piece of wood said those words to her when she knelt down that day, in the next two days, she only heard two words repeated repeatedly, and that was an extremely respectful "Miss."
She can't stand him, okay...
Seeing Hu Ling'er's glance and pouting, Mu Qihua frowned and said, "Why, Ling'er doesn't want to? If not, I'll find another one..."
Upon hearing that he wanted to find someone else, Hu Ling'er quickly said: "Ah, just him, just him."
Wood is just wood. At least he is familiar with her cottage. The most important thing is that she doesn't want the people in the cottage to be exposed. After all, their identities are very special. Even if she leaves, she can't bring them trouble.
Bar?
This guy was so taciturn that her intuition told her that he could be trusted.
"Okay, then it's settled." Mu Qihua smiled, and then said: "There are still three hours until we reach Lingdu, you all should take a rest."
Inside the car, the three of them closed their eyes and fell asleep. Outside the car, Xiongzi was driving the carriage, and Min Mo, who was still hanging one hand, was sitting next to him expressionlessly.
It was obviously a scorching sun, but Xiongzi felt chills in his body for no reason.
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The male protagonist is coming out soon, so don’t be anxious.