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Lin Wanyue didn't hear what Li Xian said to Luo Yi at the end.
She sat on the carriage, looked at Luo Yi and Li Xian from a distance, and finally both of them laughed, and Lin Wanyue also showed a gratified smile, lowered the window, and jumped out of the carriage.
Under Lin Wanyue's gaze, Li Xian approached slowly, with an unprecedented ease on her face.
Lin Wanyue helped Li Xian into the carriage, and the six set off south.
Why six people?
It turned out that the three banner owners of the Shangsan Banner resigned their positions after Li Xian "brought him home", and elected a new banner owner for Li Wei. The three of them received the favor of Li Qingcheng At most, he is even more loyal to Li Xian, and would rather give up a relatively good life and follow Li Xian willingly.
After shedding her status as an aristocrat, Li Xian was very pleased that there were still a few people willing to follow her.
Along the way, many people gathered to help me, and of course some people defected along the way.
There was one more person, Xiao Shiyi who was dragging behind Yu Xian and resigned as the flag owner together.
Xiaoci also wanted to follow Li Xian to wander the world, but considering that Lin Baishui had to have capable people around her, Li Xian left Xiaoci with her daughter.
Xiao Ci is still the female official in charge of the Princess Mansion. Li Xian left Xiao Ci with a special set of contact methods. Even if she and Lin Wanyue cannot see Lin Baishui temporarily, they will never lose news of their daughter.
A carriage and four horses.
The six of them headed south all the way, taking advantage of the rising sun that had just jumped out of the ground.
The Luohua people are independent, and the little swifts are the only ones.
In the misty drizzle, a group of people arrived in the south of the Yangtze River.
The carriage moved slowly, and Lin Wanyue watched the scenery outside the window with great interest through the window.
The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is gentle, the breeze is blowing, with sweet and refreshing moisture, different from the magnificence in the north, the buildings in the south of the Yangtze River are unique, with bluestone slabs and oil-paper umbrellas.
The peddler on the side of the road spoke with a soft accent, and instead of yelling, he sang the goods one by one in a very special tune.
The roads in the south of the Yangtze River are not as wide as those in the north. It seems that it is more appropriate to describe them as alleys, with the unique elegance of the Jiangnan area.
Sitting opposite Lin Wanyue, Li Xian had tenderness in her eyes, and a pair of faint dimples on her lips, she knew that Lin Wanyue would like it.
There is a teapot on the small clay stove on the table, and the curling white smoke has risen. Li Xian picked up the teapot and poured two cups.
"Ah Yue, although there is no snow in the south of the Yangtze River at this time of year, there is still some chill in the wind. Don't blow it for too long. Come, have a cup of tea to drive away the cold."
"Okay!" Lin Wanyue rolled down the car window as she said, and held the teacup to her lips with both hands.
"Be careful it's hot."
"got it."
Li Xian laughed: Her Ah Yue, on the other hand, knows how to do as the Romans do. She has learned the glutinous Nong accent in just a few days.
The white smoke from the teacup floated in front of Lin Wanyue, and the sound of wheels was heard in her ears, and the drizzle drifted down silently, soaking the carriage.
There is a charcoal stove in the carriage, Lin Wanyue and Li Xian are sitting opposite each other, there is a table in the middle, there are several plates of cakes on the table, a clay stove, a pot of tea, two cups, the customs of the north and the south of the Yangtze River are mixed together .
? A group of people stop and go along the way, stop when they are excited, and start again after having fun, which is also chic.
The tea was almost dry, and Lin Wanyue and Li Xian drank it together. The tea brewed from the gentle tea leaves in the south of the Yangtze River left a fragrance on their lips and teeth.
The warm liquid flows through the throat and flows into the inside, which is warm.
The two looked at each other and smiled, put down the teacups together, Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian who was pouring the tea tenderly, the years were quiet.
Unexpectedly, in this life, I can still enjoy this tranquility. When I think about it carefully, it suddenly feels like a dream.
"Xian'er~"
"Um?"
"I am I dreaming?" Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian without blinking, and asked in a murmur.
Li Xian put down the teapot, the corners of her mouth curled up, her beautiful eyes streamed: "Idiot, if this is a dream, I will follow you until you wake up from the dream, no matter it is a fantasy, I will stay with you."
After listening to Li Xian's words, Lin Wanyue's chest felt sore, her eyes felt hot, she hurriedly opened the window and turned her head away.
At an angle that Li Xian couldn't see, there was warmth seeping from the corner of her eyes.
Lin Wanyue is also a woman, although she was once forced to stand in the world as a man, but now she has taken off her military uniform and armor, her heart is also soft.??
She is a woman, and she also needs to be cherished.
And Li Xian's love for her is like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, silent but nourishing Lin Wanyue's heart.
Li Xian and Lin Wanyue have never talked about their love and love, and even the two of them are people who talk little, and the way they get along is mostly quiet.
However, this love is getting deeper and deeper in silence.
"Young master, madam, the courtyard is here."
"knew."
Lin Wanyue sorted out her emotions, took out an oil-paper umbrella from under the seat cushion, jumped off the carriage, and opened it.
Then she turned around and helped Li Xian off the carriage, and when Li Xian landed on the ground, Lin Wanyue tilted her umbrella to Li Xian's side, trying to shield her from the slightly chilly drizzle, but her back was wet.
After Li Xian stood firm, she held Lin Wanyue's hand holding the umbrella, and took a small step forward, exerting a little force on her hand.
The tilted oil-paper umbrella regained its balance, covering the two people.
After a set of actions, neither of them said a word, but after witnessing this scene, Xiao Shiyi, who was moving like a rabbit, felt a sense of tranquility in his heart.
She raised her head involuntarily and was stunned.
On top of her head was also a slanted oil-paper umbrella, Yu Xian held it up for her with a smile, half of the material of the clothes had changed color.
If Little Eleven had realized something, he followed Li Xian's example and held Yu Xian's hand holding the umbrella. With a push, the handle of the oil-paper umbrella stood upright.
Yu Xian was stunned for a moment, and when he understood, he turned his head to look at Xiao Eleven next to him, and laughed.
Xiao Shiyi blushed, but moved her body towards Yu Xian.
Yu Xian looked at Little Eleven tenderly, and said with a smile, "Little Eleven has grown up~"
Little Eleven blushed like overcooked shrimps, and replied in a low voice: "She is already a big girl!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com