Chapter 21 This is not appropriate

Ten days later, it was finally time for Shen Qingning to set out for the north.

"Linger, have you really decided to go on the road alone? Will there be any danger in this way? Why don't you find a few well-skilled bodyguards to secretly protect you? Every mother is worried about her daughter's long trip alone, so Mo Xiaoru's worries are inevitable.

"Mom, don't worry about it. Don't you know how your daughter's martial arts are?"

"But after all, you are a daughter's family? Otherwise, let Jin'er follow. After all, you have grown up together since childhood. There is a person by your side, and my mother is always relieved. Besides, she is your personal maid, and she should follow you to the north. Mo Xiaoru still disagreed with Shen Qingning going on the road alone. After all, the risks on the road are unpredictable.

"Yes, miss, just let Jiner follow you, so that if something happens on the way, there will be a care." Every servant in Shen's house knows that his young master is a daughter. At the beginning, after Mo Xiaoru gave birth to Shen Qingning, the fact that Master Shen was happy with his daughter spread in the house. However, because Mo Xiaoru wanted his daughter to dress up as a man, he informed people to call Master Shen Qingning. For the master's behavior, the servants are not strange at all, because every time the wife goes to a temple to make incense, she always wants to make a wish. The content is nothing more than hoping that there is a boy in her belly.

However, Shen Qingning made up her mind to go on the road alone, not because of her conceit, but because she wanted those strong martial arts guards to stay in Shen's mansion to protect her mother Mo Xiaoru. Jin'er grew up with her. She believed that without her mother's side, Jin'er could also take care of her mother instead. Dear.

Farewell, Shen Qingning doesn't know when to say goodbye to her mother, so her mother's safety is the most important to her.

Therefore, when she saw Nangong Mo and his bodyguard standing in front of the door of Shenfu, she was really surprised for a while.

"King Mo," after a moment in his eyes, Nangong Mo easily caught it.

"General Shen, I will go to the north with you." As soon as Nangong Mo finished his words, he saw Shen Qingning looking at him with a puzzled face.

"King Mo, this is not suitable." Shen Qingning hesitated slightly.

"There is nothing inappropriate. Is it that only General Shen is allowed to go, and I am not allowed to go?" There was a trace of ridiculing in his words.

"King Mo, that's not what I mean." Shen Qingning said hurriedly.

"Besides, this is the emperor's will. I went to the north with General Shen as a military division."

"King Mo, Shen Qingning wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Nangong Mo. He didn't want him to continue talking. In his eyes, does Nangong Mo really have no ability at all?

"Let's go, let's go."

"Yes." Shen Qingning really didn't know how to refute Nangong Mo's words. After all, this is the emperor's order. What reason does she have to refute it?

So, Shen Qingning and the other two set out.

Since Shen Qingning left, Mo Xiaoru has been staying in her ancestral hall all day long, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha. First, to comfort her husband who has left, second, to ask the Bodhisattva to bless her daughter that she can go smoothly. Third, in addition to chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha, she doesn't know what else can calm her heart at this moment.

At this moment, it's winter. The cold wind roared through my ears, tinging people's cheeks with deep pain. But in order to get to the north in time, the three of them still rushed on the road non-stop.

Finally, it's night.

The three arrived at a small town in Lingying Kingdom and found an inn to live in.

"Yo, how many guests are staying in the hotel?" A shopkeeper shouted.

"Give us three rooms," Shen Qingning took the lead. Unable to encounter the embarrassment of the three people living in the same room, Shen Qingning decided to "do it first."

"Oh, several guests, I'm sorry, there are only two guest rooms left in our store." The second child in the shop is a little embarrassed.

"It's okay. Just two rooms. Take the way." It's rare that Nangong Mo, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, actually agreed, which couldn't help but make his personal bodyguard look at him in disbelief.