I became an exiled convict after we got married

Chapter 1 Return to Beijing
In the 18th year of Jian'an, in July.

It was the hottest time of the year, and when walking from the southwest all the way to the capital, even if the people from Zhen Guogong's mansion took the official road, the road would still be full of dust, and the people and horses would inevitably be tired.

Fortunately, there was still some time before the old Duke's birthday, and the days were quite ample, so he was not in a hurry.

There were nearly a hundred strong soldiers escorting them along the way, but nothing happened.

The afterglow of the setting sun turned half of the sky red, and the golden sunlight shone on Wan Jinlan's face. Beads of sweat were dripping on her forehead. At this moment, a breeze blew, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

In this kind of weather, she would rather put on men's clothing and ride a horse to follow the convoy than sitting in the carriage.

Although there is more dust on the face every day, it is more comfortable than sitting in a carriage and being shaken until you want to vomit.

Seeing the station ahead, the convoy stopped.

Wan Jinlan got off the horse, arrived in front of the carriage, and jumped onto it deftly.

The carriage looks ordinary on the outside, but it is very comfortable on the inside.

The window is made of breathable bamboo curtains, inside there is a soft couch covered with an ivory mat, and there is a long and small table with some snacks.

Aunt Cuiwen was fanning Shen Qing lightly with a round fan, looking at her with a gentle smile.

Shen Qing saw her girl jumping up in such a careless way, she frowned lightly, "Lan'er, this place is only a few days away from the capital by water, and it's almost there, you should be restrained in your style."

Shen Qing also had a headache, although she was not born in a wealthy family with hairpin tassels for generations, she was also born in a wealthy nest in the south of the Yangtze River.

Shen Qing herself is self-restraining and polite, and she behaves well, and she has educated her only daughter in this way since she was a child, but her girl has not learned anything from her.

In the past two years in the Southwest, a girl from her family went out of the city every day with the Duke of Zhen and her elder brother, and sometimes disguised herself as a man and mixed in the army. The life was too loose, and she wanted to detain her temper again. It's a bit difficult!
Just thinking about it, Shen Qing's gentle face was a little sad.

Wan Jinlan looked at her frivolous men's clothing, made a strange face and hugged Shen Qing's arm.

Calling "Mother" always felt that she wasn't close enough, so in private, she called Shen Qing directly as "Mother".

"Mother, how many times have you said it? I really made a note of it. When I enter the post house, I will change back into women's clothes. I must be cautious in my words and deeds in the future."

Wan Jinlan smoothed Shen Qing's slightly frowning brows as she spoke.

Shen Qing is a standard Jiangnan beauty. She is not as tall and tall as the northern women, but she is small and exquisite, with a face like a full moon, gentle eyebrows, delicate complexion, and she speaks calmly, with the softness of Jiangnan women, even if she is reprimanded People don't have much power.

Shen Qing is a person who has given birth to two sons and one daughter, seven to seven in his thirties, but he looks only in his twenties.

The relationship between Wan Jinlan and her mother is nothing to say.

Shen Qing said that it was normal for her to be unruly, but now seeing her acting like a little girl, she couldn't go on talking, but she still said: "I don't know you? It's just perfunctory for me. It's another set in private."

Aunt Cuiwen said with a smile: "Young lady is sensible and filial, even if you are perfunctory to Madam, Madam is also happy."

Wan Jinlan chuckled, "Aunt Cui, you slandered me, and I didn't play it perfunctory."

Shen Qing glanced at her, "Smile without showing your teeth."

Wan Jinlan hurriedly shut her mouth tightly, and then hurriedly helped Shen Qing up.

The servant had already put the car stool down with a wink.

A group of people got off the carriage and entered the post station.

The afterglow of the setting sun has disappeared, and it is already twilight.

The chirping of mosquitoes and birds outside was especially noticeable at night, and Wan Jinlan bathed in the room accompanied by the noisy sounds at night in summer.

In Wan Jinlan's eyes, her mother must be a beauty, with fair complexion, smooth face, petite stature, exquisite figure, and a certain charm when she frowns lightly.

And Wan Jinlan didn't inherit her mother's appearance. Now she is not old enough, but she is already about the same height as Shen Qing. Both her father and elder brother have said that at her age, she will not be able to grow any longer in the future. few.

Compared with her mother, not only is her body shape different, but her face is also quite different from the gentle and beautiful Shen Qing.

The skin is still fair, but Shen Qing's face looks like that kind of chaste temperament, and her red phoenix eyes with the tails upturned, coupled with the straight nose bridge, presents a completely different appearance from Shen Qing.

If it is said that it does not have the slightest resemblance to Shen Qing, then it is not true, if it is said that it resembles her father Zhen Guogong, then it is also a bit.

But because of her red phoenix eyes, the grandmother in the mansion likes her the most among all the sisters in the family.

The grandmother said that her face was two points similar to her when she was young, and five points similar to the concubine and aunt in the palace because of her eyes.

After bathing, he put on a snow-white underwear, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and smeared his body and face.

The maid Chuntao wrung out her hair with a cloth towel.

"The maidservant is envious of the girl's black and thick hair."

Wan Jinlan casually picked up a small box of hair oil on the table, "Is the previous one used up? I'll give you another box."

Chuntao grew up with her since she was a child. Although she was a master and servant, she always treated her very well.

Chuntao shook her head, touched her yellowed hair, and said dejectedly: "It's a waste for the girl to give the servant girl all these good things. My hair, using these hair oils, will only become yellower and yellower. Bright."

Wan Jinlan let out a chuckle, "It's also strange, you and I ate a lot of flax porridge together, how come my hair is getting darker and blacker, and yours is still as yellow as ever."

Wan Jinlan once suspected that Chuntao might be of barbarian blood. In the market in the southwest, there were occasional barbarian slave sellers. Their hair was that yellow, and they were covered with beards. It's also quite big.

But except for Chuntao's yellow hair, her face is not as deep as that of a barbarian. She still looks like a Han Chinese.

Chuntao pouted aggrievedly.

She fled to Yangzhou when she was a child, was bought back to the mansion by her wife, and then brought to Kyoto. She grew up with the girl since she was a child, and her food was much better than that of ordinary girls, even rare things like flax. The girl was willing to give her food, and she was willing to give her a box of hair oil for a few taels of silver, but her hair was still yellow and withered, as if she hadn't eaten enough and her body was empty.

Although Wan Jinlan seems to be an unruly person in Shen Qing's mouth, who likes to go out in men's clothes, in fact, she is a clean and particular girl.

As the eldest daughter of the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo, she was naturally pampered and brought up.

Although Shen Qing was born in a merchant, she was not ambiguous at all when it came to food and clothing, but she was very particular about it.

In terms of eating and drinking, Wan Jinlan and Shen Qing are definitely mother and daughter.

　Take precautions: the pace is slow, not exile at the beginning.The heroine is not time-traveling, not rebirth, the female supporting role is reborn, it's up to the female lead to become emperor.

　　This article is empty, if there is any problem, please point it out, but please don't scold me, I am a glass heart with self-knowledge (=^▽^=)
　　
　
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