Lin Wanyue didn't hear what Li Xian said to Luo Yi in the end.

She sat in the carriage and looked at Luo Yi and Li Xian from a distance. Finally, both of them laughed. Lin Wanyue also smiled with relief, put down the car window, and jumped out of the carriage.

Li Xian slowly approached under Lin Wanyue's gaze, and the face was unprecedentedly relaxed.

Lin Wanyue helped Li Xian onto the carriage and six people set out south.

Why are there six people?

It turned out that after Li Xian "leads into a monk", the three banner owners resolutely resigned from their position as banner owner and elected a new banner owner for Li Tang. The three of them received the most favors from Li Qingcheng and were even more loyal to Li Xian. They would rather give up their relatively generous life and follow Li Xian willingly.

After resigning from his status as a noble man, Li Xian was very pleased that there were still a few people who were willing to follow him.

Along the way, many people gathered to help themselves, and of course some people rebeled on the way.

There was another person, Xiao Eleven, who was dragged behind Yu Xian and resigned from his status as the banner owner.

Xiaoci also wanted to wander around Li Xian, but considering that Lin Baishui could not lack effective personnel, Li Xian left Xiaoci to her daughter.

Xiaoci is still the female official in charge of the Princess's Mansion. Li Xian left Xiaoci a special way of contact. Even if she and Lin Wanyue cannot see Lin Baishui for the time being, they will never lose their daughter.

A carriage, four horses.

The six people took advantage of the rising sun that had just jumped out of the earth and headed south.

The fallen flowers are independent, and the light rain swift is □□.

In the hazy drizzle, the group arrived in Jiangnan.

The carriage was moving slowly, and Lin Wanyue was enjoying the scenery outside the window through the car window.

The climate in Jiangnan is gentle, with a gentle breeze blowing on your face, carrying a sweet and refreshing water vapor. Unlike the magnificent north, the buildings in Jiangnan are unique, including bluestone slabs and oil paper umbrellas.

The vendors on the roadside spoke soft accents and did not shout, but sang the goods one by one in a very special tune.

The roads in Jiangnan are not as wide as those in the north, and it seems to be more appropriate to describe them as alleys, with the unique gracefulness of the Jiangnan region.

Li Xian sat opposite Lin Wanyue, her eyes showing tenderness, and the pair of shallow dimples on her lips loomed. She knew that Lin Wanyue would definitely like it.

A teapot was seated on the small mud stove on the table, and the curling white smoke had risen. Li Xian picked up the teapot and poured two cups.

"A Yue, although there is no snow in the south of the Yangtze River during this season, there is also a three-point cold air in the wind. Don't blow it for too long. Come and drink a cup of tea to drive away the cold."

"Okay!" Lin Wanyue fell down the car window as she spoke, holding the teacup in her hands and stopped beside her lips.

"Be careful."

"I know."

Li Xian laughed: Her Ayue is good at following the local customs. She learned this glutinous sound in just a few days.

The white smoke floating out of the teacup floated in front of Lin Wanyue, listening to the sound of the wheels in his ears. The drizzle slowly drifted down, soaking the carriage.

A charcoal furnace was grown inside the carriage, Lin Wanyue and Li Xian sat opposite each other, and there was a case in the middle, with several dishes of pastries, a clay stove, a pot of tea, and two cups. The customs of the north and the south of the Yangtze River were mixed together.

The group of people walked and stopped along the way, and stopped when they rose, and they were happy again. They were so cool.

The tea was dried almost the same. Lin Wanyue and Li Xian drank it together. The tea brewed from the gentle tea leaves of Jiangnan left the fragrance of lips and teeth.

The warm liquid flows through the throat and into the inner body, warm.

The two looked at each other and smiled, put down their tea cups together. Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian who was pouring tea gently, and the years were quiet.

Unexpectedly, in this life, I can still enjoy this tranquility. Thinking about it carefully, it feels like a dream.

"Xian'er~"

"Um?"

"I... am I dreaming?" Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian without blinking and asked murmured.

Li Xian put down the teapot, curled her lips, and her beautiful eyes shone: "I'm crazy, if this is a dream, I will never wake up with you. No matter whether it is a real or an illusion, I will accompany you."

After hearing Li Xian's words, Lin Wanyue's chest felt sore and her eyes became hot. She hurriedly pushed open the window and turned her head over.

At the angle that Li Xian couldn't see, there was warm oozing out of the corners of her eyes.

Lin Wanyue is also a woman. Although she was once forced to stand in the world as a man, now she has taken off her military uniform and removed her armor, and her heart is also soft.

She is a woman, and she also needs some care.

And Li Xian’s love for her was like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, ly nourishing Lin Wanyue’s heart.

Li Xian and Lin Wanyue have never talked about love and love, and they are even people who say little, and they are mostly in quiet places.

But this love is becoming deeper and deeper in silence.

"Young Master, Madam, the courtyard has arrived."

"knew."

Lin Wanyue sorted out her emotions, took out an oil-paper umbrella from under the cushion, jumped out of the carriage, and opened it.

Then he turned around and helped Li Xian off the carriage. Li Xian landed on the ground. Lin Wanyue turned the umbrella towards Li Xian and blocked the slightly chilling drizzle for her, but her back was wet.

After Li Xian stood firm, she held Lin Wanyue's hand holding the umbrella, took a small step forward, and exerted a little force on her hand.

The tilted oil paper umbrella returned to balance, covering the two people.

After a series of actions, neither of them said a word. But after witnessing this scene, Xiao Eleven, who was moving like a rabbit, felt a sense of tranquility in his heart.

She couldn't help but raise her head and was stunned.

On top of her head, there was also a tilted oil paper umbrella. Yu Xian smiled and held an umbrella for her. The material of half of the clothes had changed color.

Xiao Shiyi seemed to have some insights, followed Li Xian's appearance, held Yu Xian's hand holding the umbrella, and exerted force, the handle of the oil paper umbrella was vertical.

Yu Xian was stunned for a moment. After understanding, he turned to look at Xiao Shiyi next to him and laughed.

Xiao Shiyi's face turned red, but his body moved towards Yu Xian.

Yu Xian looked at Xiao Shiyi gently and said with a smile: "Little Shiyi has grown up~"
Chapter completed!