Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 48 Departure

Xiao Yize didn't come back that night, Yao Shaoqing sat on the head of the bed from dark to dawn, and only fell asleep with his clothes on when it was almost dawn.

Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng were going to leave for Youdu in the morning. Yao Shaoqing got up early and packed a lot of luggage to bring back to Youdu even though Yao Shaoqing was extremely reluctant.

Song Jinshu looked at the heavy burden, and smiled helplessly at Yao Shaoqing, "Already, enough."

Yao Shaoqing walked out of the room and handed a sachet hanging from his waist to Song Jinshu's hand.

"Inside is the incense that I prepared myself with medicinal herbs to soothe the nerves and help sleep." Yao Shaoqing took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and filled it with seven or eight pills. Pills, take one when you feel sick, and I will meet you when I return to Youdu."

Yan Cheng took them one by one, and respectfully bowed to Yao Shaoqing: "Thank you, Princess for your love. If you are invited to do something in the future, Yan will definitely help you." It

was originally a polite remark, what is the matter of Princess Tangtang who wants to trouble a small cloth house owner?

Yan Cheng didn't think that his words would actually be a prophecy.

Yao Shaoqing was obviously lonely for too long, until Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng were about to get into the carriage, he still held Song Jinshu's hand with one hand and stood under the carriage with his belly in the other.

Fang Jun stood behind him, holding the luggage that Yao Shaoqing had prepared for Song Jinshu.

It wasn't until it was almost time to leave the city that Yao Shaoqing let go of Song Jinshu's hand reluctantly. Seeing him being helped by Yan Cheng on the carriage, he turned to Fang Jun and said, "The journey from Yancheng to Youdu is a long way, and I'm worried that there will be a problem on the way. If you encounter any accident, you can go back to Youdu with Young Master Yan. Protect them on the road, and when you arrive at Youdu, you stay by the prince's side and ask Liu Cong to come back."

Fang Jun hesitated and stood still behind Yao Shaoqing.

"My lord said, I want my subordinates to follow you."

Hearing Xiao Yize's name, Yao Shaoqing's face turned pale, and he pretended to be okay and walked into the inn holding his stomach.

"I won't leave in Yancheng, and there are thousands of troops from Bianjun living in the inn. Does the lord think that someone in his territory will be wrong to me?"

Fang Jun concluded.

Indeed, in Yancheng, there will be no one who does not have eyes to attack Princess Duan, not to mention that there are thousands of family members in Bianjun.

Seeing Fang Jun's expression loosened, Yao Shaoqing hit the railway while it was hot: "Or, I, the princess, can't help you. If that's the case, you can stay at the inn."

Fang Jun hurriedly knelt down on his luggage, and the heavy armor on his body collided with a jingle. when the sound.

"My subordinate is wrong, so I'll escort Young Master Yan and Young Master Song to the Youdu."

Yao Shaoqing rarely gets angry, but when he is really stern and cold, you will remember that he was originally a Bianjun under a thousand people. Son of man above.

The majesty of the body is self-contained, and it is impossible to refuse.

Yao Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, watching the carriage gradually drive away, the footsteps that were walking towards the inn suddenly turned in one direction, Yao Shaoqing's thin back disappeared at the corner of the inn.

He still had things to do, so he couldn't let Xiao Yize's people follow him.

Fang Jun rode a horse and followed behind the carriage, and his anxiety gradually deepened.

Song Jinshu didn't sleep well last night. He woke up in the morning with aches and pains all over his body, a splitting headache, and the inner thighs were even red and broken.

Yan Cheng digs Song Jinshu out of the bed without changing his face, and puts on his clothes for him, ignoring Song Jinshu's accusing eyes.

"You, did you do it to me last night, what did you do?"

Yan Cheng picked up a green grape from the table in the carriage, carefully peeled it off, and stuffed it into Song Jinshu's mouth.

"Last night you were drunk, you hugged me when you went back to your room and wouldn't let go. I went to pour water for you and you cried while pulling my sleeves." Last night, Yan Cheng, who had taken off Song Jinshu's clothes, pulled back again. Picking up a green plum, "You still got on top of me to take off my clothes, and you called me a bastard."

Song Jin, who had never been drunk before, believed it to be true, blushing and puffing out his cheeks as he ate the sour green plum.

His eyes narrowed with sourness, the slender and curled upper and lower eyelashes were tied together, the curtains of the carriage were blown up by the wind, the sunlight fell on the eyelashes, and sparse light and shadow fell on the lower eyelids.

Yan Cheng looked at it seriously, forgetting the movements of his hands.

Song Jinshu finished eating one green plum and did not wait for the second one, so he bit the core of the green plum with his teeth and turned to look at Yan Cheng, indicating that he had finished eating.

Yan Cheng laughed, mistakenly thinking that Song Jinshu didn't know where to spit the core, he simply stretched out his palm and handed it to Song Jinshu, motioning him to spit into his palm.

Song Jinshu's ears suddenly turned red, he glanced at Yan Cheng cautiously, and finally blushed and pushed the nucleus out of his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

The dark-brown green plum kernel stayed quietly in Yan Cheng's palm, Song Jinshu didn't even dare to look at it, his neck was red and he turned his head to look at the scene that was flying by the window.

Seeing Song Jinshu's reaction, Yan Cheng also realized that he had misunderstood.

He didn't dare to talk to Song Jinshu for fear of bullying others, so he graciously fed another green plum into Song Jinshu's mouth, diverting the awkward atmosphere from the previous topic.

"After returning to Youdu, what do you want to do?"

Song Jinshu stayed in the house every day in his previous life, either washing vegetables or washing clothes. Song Jinshu did all the work of the servants and even the cook in the house. So Song Jinshu and Yan Cheng got married less than two years ago, and the palms and fingers were full of calluses, and the originally delicate skin was chapped.

Yan Cheng wrapped Song Jinshu's hand in his palm with some distress, and gently rubbed the back of Song Jinshu's hand with his calloused thumb.

If he hadn't taken Song Jinshu out to see the lanterns once in a while, and saw the surprised and happy expressions of people who used to be quiet, he might never have known that Song Jinshu yearned for the outside world.

"Do, do what?"

Song Jinshu couldn't understand what Yan Cheng meant. Life was already very good now, and he didn't even dare to expect anything else.

Yan Cheng nodded and saw that the carriage had already left the mountains, "Do you remember the land deeds and house deeds I gave you?"

"There is a piece of land next to the teahouse in the north of Youdu City, you can use that piece of land as yourself. What you want to do."

Yan Cheng remembered that Song Jinshu would make a lot of small and delicious snacks and food, so he asked tentatively: "You can use that land to open a tea house, there are more residents in the north of the city than in the east, and the business should be good. ."

After speaking, for fear that Song Jinshu felt that he was looking for him to be a cook, he quickly remedied: "The right to use the land is handed over to you, you are the owner of the restaurant, and all the income of the restaurant will belong to you in the future."