Who are you people?
Qin Xi was curious.
She had a feeling that this woman had many secrets that she couldn't see through.
Ji Yunshu smiled faintly. "We're just ordinary travelers who know a few people from Houliao. Right now, the most important thing is your health. You should take a good rest first. Once you've recovered, we'll send you back. You have to be more careful in the future."
Qin Xi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
She leaned her head against the carriage wall to rest.
Outside the carriage, everyone was moving forward under the scorching sun. The scorching heat of the sun shone on their bodies, stinging them and making them sweat profusely. It was said that the people of the grassland were not only sturdy but also swarthy. It was not wrong at all. After all, under such a scorching sun, it would be strange if they were not tanned.
"If we keep this up, we'll die sooner or later," a guard complained as he wiped his sweat with his sleeve.
Someone else added, "Exactly! It's so hot in the day and cold at night. Why is the weather so strange? "
"It's not just strange, it's so changeable, just like a woman's face."
They all chimed in.
The other Houliao people laughed when they heard this. They were born on this grassland and had long adapted to it.
Someone said, "What is this? You've never seen a hotter day. That's what you call a terrible day. You might even die from the scorching sun. " "That's not bad, isn't there wind? It's so cool! Why are you people from the Central Plains so weak? If you don't die from the heat, you'll die from the cold. I think you shouldn't leave this time. Stay here and train with us. Big Brother Mo will take you up the mountain.
You'll get used to it after a few trips. "
Hmph?
Up the mountain?
Lang Po heard it with his ears open.
He turned around and asked, "What mountain? Why do we have to go up the mountain? "
The question made everyone burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at? Why don't you tell us? " A burly man from Houliao clutched his stomach and said, "Brother Lang, you might not know this, but our Houliao has a famous female tyrant who happened to be married by our Big Brother Mo. When we first came to the grasslands, Big Brother Mo was even worse than you guys. He would vomit at the drop of a hat, like a pregnant woman! So our female overlord made him run a few laps up the mountain every day to breathe in the air of Mount Houliao. Guess what? After more than a month, he really recovered. Look at Big Brother Mo, isn't he much stronger than before? That's why I say, you guys should go running in the mountains too. I'm sure you'll be able to adapt, and it'll also strengthen your bodies!
Body. "
The female overlord was naturally referring to Tang Si!
Not only had Mo Ruo become much more muscular, but he had also become much darker.
He was almost as good as Bao Charcoal.
Three seconds of sympathy.
Lang Po felt his stomach churn when he heard this. The pain of going up and down the mountain was much more terrifying than going into battle.
Unacceptable, unacceptable!
Shi Ziran could not help but laugh when he saw Lang Po's expression. He teased, "I say, Master Lang, what are you afraid of? Divine Doctor Mo married a female tyrant, but you don't want to marry a female tyrant. Who knows, maybe your lover will be a gentle and virtuous lady, enough for you to enjoy for a lifetime. "
There was a hidden meaning in his words!
Others might not understand, but Lang Po was not stupid.
He turned to look at the carriage, thinking that the people inside probably did not hear him. Then …
He scolded Shi Ziran, "I think you're tired of living, you brat. I'm going to tear your mouth apart today."
After saying that, he was going to get serious.
Shi Ziran immediately pulled on the reins of his horse, clamped his legs tightly around the horse's abdomen, and escaped without a trace.
Lang Po was not willing to give up and chased after him.
The two of them galloped, one in front and one behind.
Everyone was amused by this!
Watching the two of them chasing each other on the grasslands was a painful sight to the eyes.
Jing Rong's forehead was full of black lines.
Those two were his people, couldn't they be more ambitious? Mo Ruo laughed and lamented, "Time really flies. It's been almost three years since you took over the 'Lin Capital Case', right? Three years ago today, who would have thought that I would marry a woman from Houliao and follow her to this grassland? And you, as a prince, would also … "
You, as a prince, can finally be with the person you love. What's more, the Emperor of the Great Lin sitting on the dragon throne … is actually Wei Yi! Don't you think that the world is unpredictable? "
Jing Rong listened with a slight frown.
He looked around. Under the scorching sun, the vast grassland was covered with green grass, like a soft and comfortable carpet. Contrasted against the blue sky, it looked especially fresh, like a blueprint for a flourishing era!
"There are thousands of things in the world. Whether it's unpredictable or within expectations, we still have to continue on this path. There's no turning back." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Mo Ruo sighed.
Then …
"That's right, there's no turning back!"
It was Hou Liang's voice.
Inside the carriage, Ji Yunshu heard it.
She lifted the curtain and saw Jing Rong and Mo Ruo riding in front of her. She didn't know what they were talking about. They were so happy.
One of the guards on horseback suddenly said, "Look at that person in the back. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on any longer."
"He deserves it. If he didn't kidnap Miss Ji, this wouldn't have happened. His Highness is already merciful by not killing him."
Hearing this, Ji Yunshu looked behind her and saw that Bai Yin's hands were tied, and he was being pulled along by a rider. He was sweating profusely and his face was haggard. His dry lips were cracked and bleeding, and his hair was torn. He was tired, thirsty, and sunburned. His body could barely hold on any longer, and his legs were swaying.
His legs swayed and he could only walk forward with the rope tied around his wrists. Even so, he still clenched his teeth and held on, unwilling to fall.
In the eyes of the onlookers, it was a heart-wrenching sight.
Ji Yunshu lowered her eyes and thought for a moment. Then, she said to the person on horseback, "Go and tell Young Master that we will rest here for a while."
"Yes!"
The guard rode forward and informed Jing Rong.
Jing Rong looked back and nodded.
Then, someone shouted, "Rest here for a while."
The group of horses stopped.
Bai Yin was finally able to catch his breath.
He lay on his side on the grass, gasping for breath like a dying man.
Everyone also sat on the ground or directly laid down on it. Fortunately, the scorching sun was gradually setting and there was a slight breeze. The fragrant scent of plants lingered on the tip of their noses, making them feel relaxed and intoxicated.
Ji Yunshu helped the weak Qin Xi down the carriage and rested on the side.
"Jing … Yunshu, how much longer?" Qin Xi asked.
"It should be soon."
Qin Xi nodded. Her gaze involuntarily fell on Lang Po, who was still arguing with Shi Ziran. She appeared to be sneaky and cautious.
Jing Rong dismounted and took a water bottle from the horse's back. He weighed it in his hand.
Then …
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