The camp tent has been laid, and Su Hongshan did not agree to go to the nearby town again.

After the carriage was back on the road, Awu spoke: "Young master, don't you find it strange?"

He must let the young master know that that woman is definitely not a good man and has no kind heart. He must be careful.

The same is true for my young master. He is very cold-hearted and affectionate about someone on weekdays, but why does he seem to have become a different person today?

Awu was worried and did not notice that Leng Wumian suddenly became cold: "Oh, what's strange?"

His voice was still so cold.

Awu noticed nothing unusual.

He started to analyze it in a serious way, trying to make his young master realize the woman's sinister intentions:

"Young Master, think about it, how could anyone camp here in this wilderness? Moreover, there is an inn not far away, which is only over an hour away, but they just don't go and camp on your must-pass road. When someone happens to be able to cook, it is very likely that you know that you like food and are on your preference...

And Young Master, the guards around that woman seem ordinary, but their martial arts are absolutely inferior. They are definitely masters. Such a group of people are definitely not at ease when they approach the Young Master. Young Master, you should be careful."

Awu sighed in his heart. His young master was still too young and was too easy to trust people.

He didn't notice at all that the young master of his family in the carriage had a cold look in his eyes when he looked at his back.

Awu suddenly shivered, touched his arm, and asked about Leng Wumian in the carriage with concern:

"Young master, are you cold? Do you want to add one more piece of clothing?"

It was also strange that he, a martial arts practitioner, had a good internal strength. He had not felt the cold for several years, but as soon as he arrived, he felt a chill inexplicably.

He looked up at the dim sky by the moonlight, and he wondered: There was no wind today, and I didn't feel too cold yet, so why was I suddenly stunned?

Leng Wumian looked at the back of him and the coachman who had been sitting in front of the carriage in cold weather, and suddenly said:

"Is it cold? Then do you want to come in and sit?"

Awu said happily: "Is it really possible?"

As he said this, the person had already come in.

He has been serving Leng Wumian since he was a child, and he has long been very familiar with Leng Wumian. The two of them often ride in the same carriage. They have long been used to it, and they have not thought about it at all.

But when he got into the carriage, he just sat down and wanted to go out immediately, and his voice was stuttering:

"Young Master...you...what is wrong with you..."

Why is his face so ugly, and his eyes are still staring at him with a chilly eyes, which really makes him feel shriveled.

Moreover, why is the carriage colder than outside?

"Tell me again, why are my sister doing ulterior motives?"

Leng Wumian's voice was too cold, so how dare Awu say it?

He finally realized what the problem was, but... it was obvious that the young master was too poisoned, so what should I do?

Awu was stared at by Leng Wumian and almost cried:

"Young master... I'm just worried about you..."

"You can slander it at will if you just worry? If you have evidence to prove that your sister has ulterior motives, it would be okay to say it out. I'd better look at it."

How dare Awu say it?

Leng Wumian looked at him coldly: "So, you just have no evidence?"

Awu wanted to cry: "Young master... I just thought it was strange... She appeared too..."
Chapter completed!