Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 75

Seeing that my movements were frozen, Xiaoqing looked up strangely.

"Huh? Why did that man come out of the city to such a far place in the cold, and he is not afraid of the cold?"

I held back the sourness coming from my nose, slowly closed the curtain, and leaned back weakly.As the carriage staggered forward, my thoughts also drifted to an unknown distance.

The convoy was on its way all the time, and only stopped for a while when feeding the horses. I took advantage of this time to get out of the car and move around. After sitting for a long time, my feet were a little numb.The snow in the field is very thick, and the thickest part can reach the back of the foot. No wonder the carriage is so slow. Fortunately, the road is not long, and the speed has obviously accelerated after half a day.

When I first got into the carriage, I looked around freshly and studied everything carefully. Later, I gradually lost interest in the surroundings after living in the carriage for a long time. I had nothing else to do except read books all day long. Do.Before it was dark, Xiaoqing yawned early and fell asleep.

I warmed myself a cup of hot milk, put a few pieces of charcoal into the stove, and continued to read a book with a teacup in hand.Suddenly, I felt the cold wind blowing, and the door curtain moved, and I saw Ting Lu rushing up and squeezing me beside me.He kept rubbing his hands and roasting them on the stove.

"It's so cold, I don't feel it during the day, but it's really freezing at night."

"Drink some hot milk to warm your body." I handed him the cup in my hand.He drank it down and put it aside casually, "By the way, you are afraid of the cold, this is for you." He took out a large warm bag from his arms and stuffed it into my arms, then took off his shoes, and got into the quilt together .

"Tsk tsk, it's still warm in the car. I won't get out in the morning, so I'll squeeze into the car with you." He smiled and leaned towards me.Seeing his grinning face, I couldn't help laughing and gave him a push. "It's not that I don't have a place to live. Why do you have to squeeze in with me? I don't know how to avoid suspicion."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, who will marry you as his wife in the future, who doesn't know, and it's not so strange." He smiled as a matter of course.

Xiaoqing has fallen asleep.Originally, I was also somewhat drowsy, but his appearance drove away the late drowsiness.There was a bundle in the corner, and he wanted to know what I had packed.Open it curiously.There are just some personal belongings inside, like books, pens, jewelry and so on.Every time he picked it up, he looked at it for a long time, as if he had never seen it before.

"You brought it too! Well, we'll use it for tea later on!" He shook the bamboo cup and shouted happily, and then saw something else, "Huh? This set of pens is made by a famous artist in Beijing. I didn't expect you to have such a fine product, where did it come from?"

Seeing Ting Lu holding the set of pens that Ting Yu gave me, my heart sank, I concealed a few words casually, reached out to take it and put it back.Seeing that I didn't intend to talk about the origin of the pen, Ting Lu seemed to have guessed something. He looked at me thoughtfully for a while, then, with a relieved smile, he quickly changed the subject.

"Ah, I have to give you something back." He suddenly remembered something, took out an emerald green bracelet from his pocket, and helped me put it on.

(End of this chapter)