Early in the morning, Ming Lanruo got up, had a simple breakfast, hurriedly got into the carriage, and drove forward with the large convoy.
Xiao Xi was nestled in her mother's arms, and she could clearly feel the tense atmosphere.
"Mom, are there bad guys trying to catch us?"
The little man looked up at her calmly.
Ming Lanruo looked at the little guy in her arms. His eyes were big and round, with curly black eyelashes, but the corners of his eyes were slightly curved.
Just like that person...
It’s just that Xiaoxi is playful and cute.
The corners of Cang Qiao's eyes were slightly raised, but they were as passionate as those of a phoenix, with a hint of charisma in their depth.
Ming Lanruo felt sad, lowered her head and kissed Xiao Xi's big eyes: "Well, don't worry, mother will protect you."
"Well, don't be afraid, mother. When he left, he told me to protect my mother. Xiao Xi will not let her be snatched away by bad guys." Xiao Xi hugged Ming Lanruo with her backhand and said seriously.
Ming Lanruo was stunned and looked down at Xiao Xi. He...did he tell Xiao Xi this?
That person really... always made her love and hate him, and she was helpless.
She couldn't help but blush, closed her eyes, and hugged the child in her arms tightly: "Yeah."
Xiaoxi, a little person, is too precocious.
But today's situation is becoming more and more turbulent, and it can only be beneficial for children to mature earlier.
The large group of people galloped all the way, leaving Hancheng smoothly and heading straight to Yuncheng in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.
Although they were on their way as fast as possible, they were escorting a large amount of herbs and many doctors, so they could not move as quickly as an army.
After driving slowly and hurriedly for seven or eight days, we finally approached Yuncheng near Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.
General Chen and others had already sent people to separate the light and dark groups, relay escorts, and rushed Ming Lanruo and other large groups of people into Yuncheng.
"Ming Fei, you can no longer travel day and night. You are too tired. Our own doctors have been ill for five or six times." Dr. Liu came to report to Ming Lanruo tiredly and worriedly.
He is the leader of all the doctors this time.
Ming Lanruo also rubbed his eyebrows with a tired look on his face: "I understand, let's rest in Yuncheng for three days this time."
If we continue traveling day and night like this, I'm afraid the doctors will all fall ill before they reach the three southwestern provinces.
Is this how we are going to support the epidemic?
After seeing off Dr. Liu, Jing Ming frowned and said, "Miss, it's been seven or eight days since we received the news from the capital."
Calculating the time, the new emperor has already ascended the throne and will soon announce it to the world. If he doesn't hurry up, he will be chased and intercepted.
"Our pace cannot keep up with those soldiers who rushed to deliver news for 800 miles." Jing Ming said.
Ming Lanruo looked at the increasingly prosperous streets outside the window and thought for a while: "The news I have received so far is that the people in Yuncheng still don't know about the death of the late emperor, nor do they know about the new emperor's enthronement."
That most likely means that the news has not reached Yuncheng yet.
Shangguan Hongye is probably still cleaning up the mess Cang Qiao left for him.
"Pei Changyunte, the governor of Yuncheng, is here to greet Concubine Ming." A somewhat old voice sounded.
When Ming Lanruo heard this, she opened the curtain and got out of the car.
In front of the carriage, the prefect of Yuncheng, dressed in official uniform, led his wife, several staff and others in bowing and saluting.
If Ming Lan is regarded as an "imperial envoy" sent by Emperor Ming, although the destination is not Yuncheng, the Yuncheng prefect still has to bring someone to greet him as usual.
"Prefect Pei is too polite, but I am disturbing you." Ming Lanruo signaled to the prefect, his wife and others that they need not be so polite.
Prefect Pei and his wife are both about sixty years old, kind-hearted people.
Yuncheng is located in the south of the Yangtze River. This winter evening, it hasn't snowed yet, so everyone is wearing only thick coats.
The wife of the prefect of Yuncheng said respectfully: "Yuncheng is too small. I heard that the empress will rest in Yuncheng for three days. A small banquet and accommodation have been prepared in the mansion. If the empress doesn't mind, please come and stay in the mansion."
