Chapter 299: 299
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On the third day of Wenjiu's carriage back to bafangcheng, it rained on the way.
The carriage salesman on the official road was in a hurry. She lifted the driving curtain and took a look. The rain gradually became heavier. Wen Sheng told the coachman, "it's hard to hurry in rainy days. Go slowly and don't hurry."
The coachman repeatedly said "yes."
"Shopkeeper Wen, put on more clothes." Jiang wucai put on a coat for her and slowly retreated to one side.
Wenjiu put down the curtain, smiled and said, "thank you."
Jiang has no time to sit aside and stop talking.
The girl has learned seven or eight points about the sullen strength of the third childe. She will never speak when she can speak. She will listen to her when she warms wine all the way.
How could this good girl be brought like this by the third childe?
When Wenjiu left the Nanning palace, he held the idea of being tied up and going alone.
Today, Xie Heng and the third childe are people with lofty ideals and superb means. There is no difference between her presence and absence.
Since it can't help, it's great not to delay.
Without thinking about it, Jiang wucai got on the carriage with her without saying a word.
Wen Jiu thought for a while and nodded, "if you want to follow me, then follow me."
The girl is hurt in the heart. If no one takes care of her and she can't think of going to die one day, she will waste so much effort to save people.
There are many people around you who do things. It's not a loss.
When Wenjiu left, he didn't look back at the Nanning palace, nor did he look at Xie Heng more.
Even those two or three sentences.
She thought it should have been like this, but her heart was suddenly empty.
No matter how she puts her mind on other things, will Yuman hall have been swallowed without the support of the shopkeeper for so long? If someone smashes the yard, will she have nothing after she goes back, and will those smelly boys bully the stammering little Pearl
Every piece of pile crossed my mind, but finally only Xie Heng's face remained.
In the warm wine half awake, I heard him ask again and again: "is this me you want?"
No
But Xie Heng couldn't hear it.
Warm wine leaned against the carriage and listened to the heavy rain outside. Gradually, my thoughts were a little vague.
"After you fell asleep, you kept saying no." Jiang wucai suddenly said.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment and said with a faint smile, "really?"
Jiang wucai said again, "dozens of sentences are not inside, mixed with a long brother."
Wen Jiu opened his big apricot eyes and looked at Jiang Wujiu for a while before he asked, "you followed the third childe before, right?"
Jiang Wuxian nodded.
The girl didn't speak. Wen Jiu looked more and more uneasy. She couldn't help asking, "you suddenly want to come to Bafang city with me. Is it the third childe who asked you to look at me or what?"
It's not that she's careless.
But Xie Yu, who doesn't want to say a word more on weekdays, has more twists and turns in his heart than anyone else.
The more Wenjiu thought about it, the more he felt that Miss Jiang followed her for an impure purpose.
Jiang has no time to look at her and said faintly, "it's my own meaning to follow shopkeeper Wen. It has nothing to do with the third childe."
Warm wine and nod.
The wind blew the curtain of the car, and the rain fell into the carriage. It was cold in autumn, and she couldn't help shivering.
"No time. ” Warm wine rubbed his hands, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. "You smile. It's always so expressionless. It's very cold."
Even if you only learn three CHILDES for two or three minutes, it's enough to add a little colder in this autumn rain.
Jiang has no time to pull the corners of his mouth. After a moment, he feels uncomfortable and gives up directly, "this... I can't do it."
Warm wine: "
Because I don't want to laugh, I even call myself a slave.
She stopped again and again, "forget it. The forced smile is not warm. I'd better come by myself."
Jiang wucai smoked at the corner of his mouth and sat in the corner without talking.
Wen Jiu smiled, a little self deprecating.
No matter how hard it is, the heart will not be empty.
But now, just return to their original track, how can they not sleep like this.
The rain was getting heavier, the ground was muddy, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there were no pedestrians gradually.
Wen Jiu closed his eyes and took a nap. Suddenly, the carriage clicked. She and Jiang wucai both hit the carriage. They reached out to help each other. They just stabilized a little and knocked down sideways. Fortunately, they didn't hit their head.
"Brother Liang, are you all right?" Wen Jiu lifted the curtain and asked the coachman outside. It was too dark to see anything clearly.
The rain fell all over the sky, and the cold was deep to the bone.
"The carriage seems to be off axis." the coachman surnamed Liang jumped out of the car, the wheels got stuck in the mud, got down and began to repair.
Wen Jiu saw that he had been stirring for a long time and the rain was heavy. He opened the curtain, leaned out of the window and said to him, "it's raining so hard. Don't repair it first. Come up to take shelter from the rain."
The coachman looked up and wiped the rain on his face. "It's a little troublesome. I'm afraid it can't be repaired for a while."
"It doesn't matter." Wen Jiu said, "this is outside the Bafang city. You'll be there after a walk. Please wait in the carriage. I'll send someone to help you when I get back to the city."
The coachman said, "such a heavy rain..."
Warm wine smiled, "your heart is like an arrow. This four or five miles is nothing."
Jiang wucai didn't say anything. He lit a paper lantern, got off the carriage and waited for her with an oil paper umbrella.
The wind blew the lights out.
Warm wine rubbed Jiang's flawless face, which was purple with cold, "let's go."
Although the four or five mile road is not far away, it is difficult to walk on this rainy night. Wenjiu Tongjiang has no time to walk. I don't know how long, his clothes are wet and his cold complexion turns white.
She took a deep breath, comforted Jiang Wuxian and said, "it's coming."
Jiang wucai had no color of joy, but said faintly: "the last corner, the last corner, and the last corner, you say so."
Warm wine choked. "It's almost here, but you're too slow."
Jiang has no time to look at her and his eyes are full of words.
I also know that the sentence "coming" of warm wine is to appease her or to make myself hold on for a while.
It takes a lot of strength to pull out the shoes when they are stuck in the mud, not to mention the broken stones all over the ground, which makes your feet ache. It's very difficult to walk this section of the road.
Before long, the lanterns were also watered out by the wind and rain.
They stood in the wind and rain and looked at each other with stiff faces.
Wen Jiu sighed, "throw it away."
As soon as Jiang has no time to let go, the lantern is blown away by the wind. They are both thin girls. They can be blown away by the wind without mixing with each other.
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and said, "it's coming."
Jiang has no time to talk at all.
Turning the corner and stepping on the puddle, she didn't know how much mud was on her shoes. Wenjiu finally saw the send Jun Pavilion outside the city. She stopped to lift her sleeve and wipe the rain on her face, "this time is really coming. The send Jun Pavilion is only a mile away from the city gate."
Jiang has no time to hold her. "Shopkeeper Wen wants to take shelter from the rain in the pavilion."
Warm wine nodded, "go and have a rest."
They are lucky that they have walked so far and haven't gone in the wrong direction.
Warm wine is coming all the way. In fact, I don't have a bottom in my heart. I tell myself again and again that I didn't go wrong.
Four or five steps outside the pavilion, Wen Jiucai saw someone in the pavilion, a 13-year-old girl, wearing a pink jacket, with her back to them, sitting on a stone table eating sugar gourd and swinging her legs gently.
Lightning and thunder lit up the girl's face on a rainy night.
Wen Jiu stood on the steps and said in surprise, "pearl? How did you get outside the city so late?"
The girl turned around and didn't say a word,] with a few silver needles between her fingertips, the brush shot at the warm wine face door
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On the third day of Wenjiu's carriage back to bafangcheng, it rained on the way.
The carriage salesman on the official road was in a hurry. She lifted the driving curtain and took a look. The rain gradually became heavier. Wen Sheng told the coachman, "it's hard to hurry in rainy days. Go slowly and don't hurry."
The coachman repeatedly said "yes."
"Shopkeeper Wen, put on more clothes." Jiang wucai put on a coat for her and slowly retreated to one side.
Wenjiu put down the curtain, smiled and said, "thank you."
Jiang has no time to sit aside and stop talking.
The girl has learned seven or eight points about the sullen strength of the third childe. She will never speak when she can speak. She will listen to her when she warms wine all the way.
How could this good girl be brought like this by the third childe?
When Wenjiu left the Nanning palace, he held the idea of being tied up and going alone.
Today, Xie Heng and the third childe are people with lofty ideals and superb means. There is no difference between her presence and absence.
Since it can't help, it's great not to delay.
Without thinking about it, Jiang wucai got on the carriage with her without saying a word.
Wen Jiu thought for a while and nodded, "if you want to follow me, then follow me."
The girl is hurt in the heart. If no one takes care of her and she can't think of going to die one day, she will waste so much effort to save people.
There are many people around you who do things. It's not a loss.
When Wenjiu left, he didn't look back at the Nanning palace, nor did he look at Xie Heng more.
Even those two or three sentences.
She thought it should have been like this, but her heart was suddenly empty.
No matter how she puts her mind on other things, will Yuman hall have been swallowed without the support of the shopkeeper for so long? If someone smashes the yard, will she have nothing after she goes back, and will those smelly boys bully the stammering little Pearl
Every piece of pile crossed my mind, but finally only Xie Heng's face remained.
In the warm wine half awake, I heard him ask again and again: "is this me you want?"
No
But Xie Heng couldn't hear it.
Warm wine leaned against the carriage and listened to the heavy rain outside. Gradually, my thoughts were a little vague.
"After you fell asleep, you kept saying no." Jiang wucai suddenly said.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment and said with a faint smile, "really?"
Jiang wucai said again, "dozens of sentences are not inside, mixed with a long brother."
Wen Jiu opened his big apricot eyes and looked at Jiang Wujiu for a while before he asked, "you followed the third childe before, right?"
Jiang Wuxian nodded.
The girl didn't speak. Wen Jiu looked more and more uneasy. She couldn't help asking, "you suddenly want to come to Bafang city with me. Is it the third childe who asked you to look at me or what?"
It's not that she's careless.
But Xie Yu, who doesn't want to say a word more on weekdays, has more twists and turns in his heart than anyone else.
The more Wenjiu thought about it, the more he felt that Miss Jiang followed her for an impure purpose.
Jiang has no time to look at her and said faintly, "it's my own meaning to follow shopkeeper Wen. It has nothing to do with the third childe."
Warm wine and nod.
The wind blew the curtain of the car, and the rain fell into the carriage. It was cold in autumn, and she couldn't help shivering.
"No time. ” Warm wine rubbed his hands, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. "You smile. It's always so expressionless. It's very cold."
Even if you only learn three CHILDES for two or three minutes, it's enough to add a little colder in this autumn rain.
Jiang has no time to pull the corners of his mouth. After a moment, he feels uncomfortable and gives up directly, "this... I can't do it."
Warm wine: "
Because I don't want to laugh, I even call myself a slave.
She stopped again and again, "forget it. The forced smile is not warm. I'd better come by myself."
Jiang wucai smoked at the corner of his mouth and sat in the corner without talking.
Wen Jiu smiled, a little self deprecating.
No matter how hard it is, the heart will not be empty.
But now, just return to their original track, how can they not sleep like this.
The rain was getting heavier, the ground was muddy, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there were no pedestrians gradually.
Wen Jiu closed his eyes and took a nap. Suddenly, the carriage clicked. She and Jiang wucai both hit the carriage. They reached out to help each other. They just stabilized a little and knocked down sideways. Fortunately, they didn't hit their head.
"Brother Liang, are you all right?" Wen Jiu lifted the curtain and asked the coachman outside. It was too dark to see anything clearly.
The rain fell all over the sky, and the cold was deep to the bone.
"The carriage seems to be off axis." the coachman surnamed Liang jumped out of the car, the wheels got stuck in the mud, got down and began to repair.
Wen Jiu saw that he had been stirring for a long time and the rain was heavy. He opened the curtain, leaned out of the window and said to him, "it's raining so hard. Don't repair it first. Come up to take shelter from the rain."
The coachman looked up and wiped the rain on his face. "It's a little troublesome. I'm afraid it can't be repaired for a while."
"It doesn't matter." Wen Jiu said, "this is outside the Bafang city. You'll be there after a walk. Please wait in the carriage. I'll send someone to help you when I get back to the city."
The coachman said, "such a heavy rain..."
Warm wine smiled, "your heart is like an arrow. This four or five miles is nothing."
Jiang wucai didn't say anything. He lit a paper lantern, got off the carriage and waited for her with an oil paper umbrella.
The wind blew the lights out.
Warm wine rubbed Jiang's flawless face, which was purple with cold, "let's go."
Although the four or five mile road is not far away, it is difficult to walk on this rainy night. Wenjiu Tongjiang has no time to walk. I don't know how long, his clothes are wet and his cold complexion turns white.
She took a deep breath, comforted Jiang Wuxian and said, "it's coming."
Jiang wucai had no color of joy, but said faintly: "the last corner, the last corner, and the last corner, you say so."
Warm wine choked. "It's almost here, but you're too slow."
Jiang has no time to look at her and his eyes are full of words.
I also know that the sentence "coming" of warm wine is to appease her or to make myself hold on for a while.
It takes a lot of strength to pull out the shoes when they are stuck in the mud, not to mention the broken stones all over the ground, which makes your feet ache. It's very difficult to walk this section of the road.
Before long, the lanterns were also watered out by the wind and rain.
They stood in the wind and rain and looked at each other with stiff faces.
Wen Jiu sighed, "throw it away."
As soon as Jiang has no time to let go, the lantern is blown away by the wind. They are both thin girls. They can be blown away by the wind without mixing with each other.
Wen Jiu bit his teeth and said, "it's coming."
Jiang has no time to talk at all.
Turning the corner and stepping on the puddle, she didn't know how much mud was on her shoes. Wenjiu finally saw the send Jun Pavilion outside the city. She stopped to lift her sleeve and wipe the rain on her face, "this time is really coming. The send Jun Pavilion is only a mile away from the city gate."
Jiang has no time to hold her. "Shopkeeper Wen wants to take shelter from the rain in the pavilion."
Warm wine nodded, "go and have a rest."
They are lucky that they have walked so far and haven't gone in the wrong direction.
Warm wine is coming all the way. In fact, I don't have a bottom in my heart. I tell myself again and again that I didn't go wrong.
Four or five steps outside the pavilion, Wen Jiucai saw someone in the pavilion, a 13-year-old girl, wearing a pink jacket, with her back to them, sitting on a stone table eating sugar gourd and swinging her legs gently.
Lightning and thunder lit up the girl's face on a rainy night.
Wen Jiu stood on the steps and said in surprise, "pearl? How did you get outside the city so late?"
The girl turned around and didn't say a word,] with a few silver needles between her fingertips, the brush shot at the warm wine face door
On the third day of Wenjiu's carriage back to bafangcheng, it rained on the way.The carriage salesman on the official road was in a hurry. She lifted the driving curtain and took a look. The rain gradually became heavier. Wen Sheng told the coachman, "it's hard to hurry in rainy days. Go slowly and don't hurry."The coachman repeatedly said "yes.""Shopkeeper Wen, put on more clothes." Jiang wucai put on a coat for her and slowly retreated to one side.Wenjiu put down the curtain, smiled and said, "thank you."Jiang has no time to sit aside and stop talking.The girl has learned seven or eight points about the sullen strength of the third childe. She will never speak when she can speak. She will listen to her when she warms wine all the way.How could this good girl be brought like this by the third childe?When Wenjiu left the Nanning palace, he held the idea of being tied up and going alone.Today, Xie Heng and the third childe are people with lofty ideals and superb means. There is no difference between her presence and absence.Since it can't help, it's great not to delay.Without thinking about it, Jiang wucai got on the carriage with her without saying a word.Wen Jiu thought for a while and nodded, "if you want to follow me, then follow me."The girl is hurt in the heart. If no one takes care of her and she can't think of going to die one day, she will waste so much effort to save people.There are many people around you who do things. It's not a loss.When Wenjiu left, he didn't look back at the Nanning palace, nor did he look at Xie Heng more.Even those two or three sentences.She thought it should have been like this, but her heart was suddenly empty.No matter how she puts her mind on other things, will Yuman hall have been swallowed without the support of the shopkeeper for so long? If someone smashes the yard, will she have nothing after she goes back, and will those smelly boys bully the stammering little PearlEvery piece of pile crossed my mind, but finally only Xie Heng's face remained.In the warm wine half awake, I heard him ask again and again: "is this me you want?"NoBut Xie Heng couldn't hear it.Warm wine leaned against the carriage and listened to the heavy rain outside. Gradually, my thoughts were a little vague."After you fell asleep, you kept saying no." Jiang wucai suddenly said.Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment and said with a faint smile, "really?"Jiang wucai said again, "dozens of sentences are not inside, mixed with a long brother."Wen Jiu opened his big apricot eyes and looked at Jiang Wujiu for a while before he asked, "you followed the third childe before, right?"Jiang Wuxian nodded.The girl didn't speak. Wen Jiu looked more and more uneasy. She couldn't help asking, "you suddenly want to come to Bafang city with me. Is it the third childe who asked you to look at me or what?"It's not that she's careless.But Xie Yu, who doesn't want to say a word more on weekdays, has more twists and turns in his heart than anyone else.The more Wenjiu thought about it, the more he felt that Miss Jiang followed her for an impure purpose.Jiang has no time to look at her and said faintly, "it's my own meaning to follow shopkeeper Wen. It has nothing to do with the third childe."Warm wine and nod.The wind blew the curtain of the car, and the rain fell into the carriage. It was cold in autumn, and she couldn't help shivering."No time. Warm wine rubbed his hands, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. "You smile. It's always so expressionless. It's very cold."Even if you only learn three CHILDES for two or three minutes, it's enough to add a little colder in this autumn rain.Jiang has no time to pull the corners of his mouth. After a moment, he feels uncomfortable and gives up directly, "this... I can't do it."Warm wine: "Because I don't want to laugh, I even call myself a slave.She stopped again and again, "forget it. The forced smile is not warm. I'd better come by myself."Jiang wucai smoked at the corner of his mouth and sat in the corner without talking.Wen Jiu smiled, a little self deprecating.No matter how hard it is, the heart will not be empty.But now, just return to their original track, how can they not sleep like this.The rain was getting heavier, the ground was muddy, the sky was getting darker and darker, and there were no pedestrians gradually.Wen Jiu closed his eyes and took a nap. Suddenly, the carriage clicked. She and Jiang wucai both hit the carriage. They reached out to help each other. They just stabilized a little and knocked down sideways. Fortunately, they didn't hit their head."Brother Liang, are you all right?" Wen Jiu lifted the curtain and asked the coachman outside. It was too dark to see anything clearly.The rain fell all over the sky, and the cold was deep to the bone."The carriage seems to be off axis." the coachman surnamed Liang jumped out of the car, the wheels got stuck in the mud, got down and began to repair.Wen Jiu saw that he had been stirring for a long time and the rain was heavy. He opened the curtain, leaned out of the window and said to him, "it's raining so hard. Don't repair it first. Come up to take shelter from the rain."The coachman looked up and wiped the rain on his face. "It's a little troublesome. I'm afraid it can't be repaired for a while.""It doesn't matter." Wen Jiu said, "this is outside the Bafang city. You'll be there after a walk. Please wait in the carriage. I'll send someone to help you when I get back to the city."The coachman said, "such a heavy rain..."Warm wine smiled, "your heart is like an arrow. This four or five miles is nothing."Jiang wucai didn't say anything. He lit a paper lantern, got off the carriage and waited for her with an oil paper umbrella.The wind blew the lights out.Warm wine rubbed Jiang's flawless face, which was purple with cold, "let's go."Although the four or five mile road is not far away, it is difficult to walk on this rainy night. Wenjiu Tongjiang has no time to walk. I don't know how long, his clothes are wet and his cold complexion turns white.She took a deep breath, comforted Jiang Wuxian and said, "it's coming."Jiang wucai had no color of joy, but said faintly: "the last corner, the last corner, and the last corner, you say so."Warm wine choked. "It's almost here, but you're too slow."Jiang has no time to look at her and his eyes are full of words.I also know that the sentence "coming" of warm wine is to appease her or to make myself hold on for a while.It takes a lot of strength to pull out the shoes when they are stuck in the mud, not to mention the broken stones all over the ground, which makes your feet ache. It's very difficult to walk this section of the road.Before long, the lanterns were also watered out by the wind and rain.They stood in the wind and rain and looked at each other with stiff faces.Wen Jiu sighed, "throw it away."As soon as Jiang has no time to let go, the lantern is blown away by the wind. They are both thin girls. They can be blown away by the wind without mixing with each other.Wen Jiu bit his teeth and said, "it's coming."Jiang has no time to talk at all.Turning the corner and stepping on the puddle, she didn't know how much mud was on her shoes. Wenjiu finally saw the send Jun Pavilion outside the city. She stopped to lift her sleeve and wipe the rain on her face, "this time is really coming. The send Jun Pavilion is only a mile away from the city gate."Jiang has no time to hold her. "Shopkeeper Wen wants to take shelter from the rain in the pavilion."Warm wine nodded, "go and have a rest."They are lucky that they have walked so far and haven't gone in the wrong direction.Warm wine is coming all the way. In fact, I don't have a bottom in my heart. I tell myself again and again that I didn't go wrong.Four or five steps outside the pavilion, Wen Jiucai saw someone in the pavilion, a 13-year-old girl, wearing a pink jacket, with her back to them, sitting on a stone table eating sugar gourd and swinging her legs gently.Lightning and thunder lit up the girl's face on a rainy night.Wen Jiu stood on the steps and said in surprise, "pearl? How did you get outside the city so late?"The girl turned around and didn't say a word, with a few silver needles between her fingertips, the brush shot at the warm wine face door
