Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 913 The Nightmare (2)
After busying with Guard Fang, Mai Ya heard that he didn't need to ride a horse back this time. He rubbed his hands and was secretly happy. This was thanks to the young lady. Resting overnight in a carriage is much more comfortable than riding a horse.

After washing, Qingli sat in front of the dressing table. She changed into a red brocade jacket with pure white snow down stitched on the corners. The waist was wrapped with a ribbon of the same color. She raised her hand to scoop up some fine facial fat, smoothed it evenly on her face, then turned her head and asked Mai Dong, who had stretched out her hand to help her tie her hair, "Pingyang is colder, do you want to go with me or rest at home?"

Mai Dong is seriously injured, Qing Li is reluctant to let her follow her.Chunyu Wen was with her when she went there, and she can handle it by herself when she comes back, the most urgent thing is to let Mai Dong take good care of her body, it is too cold this day, it is really not suitable for sleeping in the open air.

"The servant girl will help the madam with some chores at home."

Mai Dong thought for a moment, and felt that not only could she not protect her young lady in her current state, but it would also become a drag, and now is not the time to show off.

"Well, just put your hair in a ponytail."

Qingli's eyes are clear, three thousand blue hairs hang down on her chest, and there is a faint pink on her cheeks. She blinked at the bronze mirror, and she didn't observe herself for a while, but there seemed to be some changes again, between her eyebrows and eyes, more A hint of aura.

"Miss, the carriage has been tidied up. The servant put on a small red clay stove to add some heat to the carriage."

After Ma Ya arranged everything, she hesitated. There were three carriages when she returned to Pingyang this time. If the major general didn’t ride a horse, he would definitely stay with the young lady. Can't get close to the woman, she and Nanny Yu have to put their hearts in their throats at any time, worrying that the distance is too close, and the unlucky person who is shot flying is themselves.

Madam Yu was an old man, so she discussed with Mai Ya, and the two of them put a thick quilt on the carriage brought by the major general, and also brought a small red clay stove, so they could drink hot tea anytime when it was cold at night. It's also good.

The guard Fang, who was forgotten by everyone, was not stupid. He automatically and consciously tidied up the last carriage, thinking in his heart that no one would compete with him for a place, so he could put down the carriage stool and sleep for a night.

"Fourth sister, are you going to Pingyang again?"

During the day, he ran wildly with the little children in the clan all day. Zixi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He went to the kitchen to fetch hot water to wash up. Only after seeing Grandma Cui did he know that the fourth sister was going to Pingyang with the major general. , he took a break to go home with great difficulty, feeling that he was neglected again.

"Zixi, come here."

Qingli opened a small box, which contained all kinds of candies, which were all made by her in the space. The hard fruit candies were all made of fruit juice, and there were also sesame candies, crisp candies, nougat, and original fruity flavors. Toffee, below is the hawthorn strips for appetizing and helping digestion.

"Fourth sister, when are you coming back?"

Zixi's big black eyes were glistening, his favorite candies and snacks were not attractive at the moment, he took Qingli's arm and whispered, "When can you play with Zixi?" ?”

In an instant, Zixi, who was almost eight years old, and Zixi, who was originally three years old, merged together. The watery eyes were full of begging, which made Qingli's heart soften. After the second sister got married, the eldest brother was in Kyoto, and the third Brother is in Muyang, and there are only her and Zixi at home. They are so busy that they haven't paid attention to their little brother for a long time.

"Little brother, the fourth sister won't be gone for a few days, she will be back soon, and she will celebrate the new year with her parents."

There was a tall figure standing at the door, Qingli shook her head at Chunyu Wen, squatted down, pinched her younger brother's nose and said, "Don't Zixi want to go to the mountain, and I will take you there when Fourth Sister comes back, and Xiao Hei also On the mountain, let him accompany us to hunt pheasants, okay?"

Qingli talked and talked, trying her best to comfort her younger brother. Now she suddenly felt that she hadn't been home for nearly five years, and she cared much less for her family. She reminded herself in her heart to pay attention to this aspect.

"It's getting late, let's go."

Chunyu was silent for a while, then walked behind Qingli, picked up the ferret coat, and put it on her body, "It's cold, I'll ride the carriage with you."

Qingli stood behind the courtyard gate, saying goodbye to her parents and younger brother. This time she left home only for a short time. Her father stood in the shadow next to the big tree, her mother was worried, and her younger brother didn't stop. The constant waving made her feel the melancholy of parting.

"I'll be back soon."

Qingli's eyes darkened, she turned her head and got on the carriage, opened the window again, and poked her head out, "Father, Zixi, it's getting late, you guys go back early, I'll be back in a few days, don't worry!"

The sound of the horse's hooves was exceptionally clear in the snow, and Qingli kept poking her head until the three of them became a blurred shadow.Chunyu felt distressed, hugged Qingli in his arms, and put his big warm hands on her flushed cheeks, silently comforting her.

Outside the carriage, the north wind howled, and Qingli was sitting in the carriage, when she heard a mournful cry made by the wind, she leaned into Chunyu Wen's arms, and the two cuddled tightly.

The four walls of the carriage were dimly lit with candles, forming a halo. Chunyu Fan's half face was hidden in the shadows. He hugged Qingli tightly, "Are you tired? Sleep for a while when you are tired. Soon after dawn, you should go to sleep." arrive."

"I'm not tired, I can't sleep."

Qingli rubbed her cheek against Chunyu's chest, thinking of the nasty words said by the new wives during the day, she suddenly felt hot, Chunyu didn't know why, thought it was too cold in the carriage, and her little girl caught cold, so she hurried He brewed a cup of ginger and jujube tea and brought it to her, "Drink it quickly and wrap the quilt up."

In the carriage, the wind will come in through the gaps on all sides, and a small red clay stove is useless. Chunyu Wen was afraid that Qingli would catch the cold, so after seeing her drinking ginger jujube tea, he held her in his arms and patted her gently her back.

"Didn't the emperor send a secret letter recently? Daqin was beaten back to Sishui Pass, should we continue to attack or wait?"

It was too quiet in the carriage, and Qingli was not used to it. If it was Nanny Yu and Mai Ya who were in the carriage at this time, the three of them would definitely have something to chat about. Next to him was Chun Yuwen, who had always been taciturn. Being with him required too much patience. Qingli Li was afraid that she would think wildly again, so she broke the silence first.

"We just fought a few days ago, and the soldiers couldn't bear it physically. It was too cold, and people caught wind and cold every day."

Wind-cold is not considered a serious illness, but if it is not treated in time, the high fever will not subside, and it is easy to die.There were so many soldiers in the barracks, and as a major general, it was difficult for him to take care of everyone. It was Qingli who arrested some old men from Pingyang City and formed a team to serve the soldiers.

It was cold, it snowed heavily every three days, and there was no one to sweep the snow outside the pass. The soldiers had to walk in the snow. Their bodies were not as strong as those of Daqin. That high morale.

(End of this chapter)