Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

On the second day, as soon as the sky outside lit up and the moon was still hanging in the sky, Feng Xuanche and his party packed up their things and prepared to leave.

The unknown birds were jumping and crying happily among the trees. The air was slightly cool and there was no sound in silence. As soon as Du Xuechun walked out of the room with sleepy eyes, a chill came to her. It was so cold that she woke up instantly from sleep.

"Xuan Che, are we going to sue the old master?" Du Xuechun rubbed his hands and let out a sigh of relief. Du Xuechun thought secretly: It seems that the day is getting colder and colder.

"Forget it, the old man drank a lot of wine last night, and he is probably still asleep now. Let's not disturb him. I have ordered the servants to tell him when he wakes up."

Feng Xuanche closed the collar for Du Xuechun, and after looking up at the direction of the old man's residence, he took Du Xuechun's hand and walked towards their carriage.

After embracing Du Xuechun in the carriage, Feng Xuanche got in again, because the carriage was borrowed from ordinary merchants, so from the outside, the carriage was very ordinary, and the space inside was not large, just enough to accommodate it. Both of them.

The two squeezed into this small space and smiled at each other. Whoever wants to break his head would never think that the current emperor and queen would be crowded in such a small carriage.

This is exactly what Feng Xuan Che wanted, the result of deceiving people's ears.

Feng Xuanming opened the curtain on the window, looked at the other courtyard, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go!"

"Okay, the masters can sit still."

The coachman raised his whip lightly and landed heavily on the horse, and the group left.

And the old master who had woken up a long time ago has been hiding behind the door, watching their slowly walking away, turning their heads, tears are already flowing.

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A group of people drove a magnificent and luxurious empty carriage in front of them. The carriage in the middle was slightly second, but inside the carriage were three outstanding martial arts guards.

And Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun were sitting in the most inconspicuous carriage at the end. There are six people behind the team, three in a row, the most common **** configuration.

Feng Xuanche's carriage suddenly stopped with a "call". The driver in the front ran all the way to Feng Xuanche's car and reminded him worriedly: "Master, there is a sudden fog in this mountain somehow. The fog is too heavy, completely blocking the way ahead! "

Feng Xuan Che suddenly remembered what the old master said to him yesterday and couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong? What's so funny about this?" Du Xuechun asked with a blank face looking at Feng Xuanche.

"Hey, I didn't expect that stinky old man really didn't lie to us. When he was drinking yesterday, he told me that there will be heavy fog in the mountains these few days. I didn't expect it to come true. Chun'er, you say magic is not magic ?"

Feng Xuan Che opened the curtains and glanced out of the carriage. He saw a thick fog enveloping the entire mountain forest, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything from three meters away.

"I thought it was the smelly old man who was reluctant to bear us, and said so on purpose!"

Feng Xuanche shook his head helplessly, wondering why he didn't ask at that time, when the fog would dissipate, and they couldn't make it now, nor would they retreat.

"I thought the old master would only know chess and opera, but I didn't expect to see the astronomical phenomenon?" Du Xuechun was surprised and surprised, but he didn't realize how annoying the fog was.

"Yeah, I just knew it. He had foreseen astronomical phenomena several times before, and they were all surprisingly accurate. I thought it was his blind cat and the dead mouse, and they just happened to touch it. Unexpectedly, the smelly old man would really look at it."

Feng Xuanche motioned with his eyes to let the people outside the carriage open the curtain, and got out of the carriage first. Du Xuechun saw that Feng Xuanche seemed to plan to stop and rest, and jumped down.

The two looked around, and after looking at each other, they laughed helplessly.

"If we go slower, is it feasible?"

Feng Xuan Che called the driver of the three cars, called them in front of him, and asked.

It's not that Feng Xuanche is eager to leave, but that the fog really doesn't know when it will dissipate. If they stay here all the time, not to mention that they don't have enough food, it will be difficult for everyone to get through the mountains with the clothes they wear. Night.

"Caomin thinks it's feasible. Let's slow down and put a soft branch on the horse's head. As long as the branch touches something, the horse will stop." said one of the tall and thin coachmen.

"No, this method is limited to this kind of flat mountain forest. When we come out of this forest, we have to walk a steep mountain road! At that time, if we don't pay attention, the horse's hoof will slip, and the people and the carriage will roll in. Go in the ravine!"

The driver of the carriage at the front rejected the suggestion in one fell swoop. He didn't want to make jokes about his life, after all, he was in the front, driving an empty carriage.

"But we can't stay here forever! Where are you afraid, when can we go back?"

Just as the two coachmen were red-faced, the guard next to Feng Xuanche said: "Master, if it's really not possible, let the big guy take a rest here. See the situation before making other plans. This is a meaningless quarrel."

As soon as the guard's voice fell, the two coachmen instantly calmed down, blushing with an old face, and looked at Feng Xuanche apologetically.

"It's okay! Then listen to Xiaoan."

After Feng Xuanche waved his sleeves at the two coachmen indifferently, he turned around and got into the carriage and took out a cushion, and took Du Xuechun's hand to a big tree not far away.

Feng Xuan Che put the cushion next to the tree, and then took off the cloak and put it on the ground.

"Chun'er, sit down!"

Feng Xuan Che only then took a beating gesture.

Du Xuechun smiled and sat down, patted the position next to him, looked up at Feng Xuanche and asked, "Why not sit in the carriage? It's warmer inside."

Feng Xuanche shook his head, rejected Du Xue, and explained, "The space inside is too small, the air is not circulating, and the air is suffocated. We need to breathe more fresh air, and let everyone come down, just on the side of caution. Check out the fog."

Du Xuechun nodded obediently, feeling clear.

When Feng Xuanche saw Du Xuechun sitting down, he even yawned several times and kept rubbing his eyes. He thought that she didn't sleep well last night, so he squatted down, rubbed Du Xuechun's little head with concern, and asked. : "But sleepy? How about I take you to sleep in the carriage?"

But Du Xuechun shook his head, frowning and said: "I don't know why I yawned several times in a row. I am obviously not sleepy. His mind is very excited, but his eyelids are dead and his body is soft."

"Why...and why?" Feng Xuan Che felt strange after hearing Du Xuechun's words.

"Right, and my heart is flustered somehow!"