Chapter 299: Farewell

After several days of snow, it was a rare sunny day, which made people full of joy. The duck egg-like sun hangs on the branches, and even the crystal tree hanging looks so cute. At the gate, there have been groups of people entering the city, and some children have been fighting in the crowd from time to time. Most people talk and laugh, and their faces are filled with satisfaction and happiness. The auspicious snow promises a bumper harvest, and everyone is secretly yearning for the good times of the coming year.

The same is true in the city. Most of the people who are ready to travel as soon as possible are people who want to rush home for the Spring Festival, and they are anxious and happy, and have endless thoughts for their loved ones.

Zhou Bo and his party's carriages are not eye-catching. In fact, although there are not many people who can enjoy such high-configuration carriages in Dashun, this is the capital, and the most indispensable is the rich and nobles.

Xue Jian gently lifted a small edge of the car curtain, making the fresh cool wind blow in a little, but the mood was particularly beautiful in this cold wind.

Zhou Bo frowned gently, tightened Xuejian's fox skin with his hand, and scolded him gently, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Xue saw that he wanted to refute it, but how could she be so delicate? However, seeing Zhou Bo's cold face, he couldn't help shrinking his little head, leaning against the thick blanket, and pretending to say with respect, "Xue should not cherish himself so much. I hope your husband will forgive him."

Zhou Bo glanced at her, stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side, and said annoidly, "Don't look so clever. I'm doing it for your own good. What should I do if I blow it up? There is still a long way to go.

took a look at Xiao Xing, who didn't know where to look. Xue saw that although she was thick-skinned enough, she also felt a fever, so she had to stare at him and said, "I know! Young master!"

Xiao Xing is not as good as Xiaomei's long-term appearance with Xue. It's not surprising that she has seen it for a long time. This time, there were two carriages when they returned home, so the three took turns to come to see Zhou Bo in the same car with Xue. On the one thing, it was convenient to take care of, and on the other, they couldn't squeeze out many people. Although the carriage is spacious, because of the long distance, the car has thick carpets and thick blankets, which is also convenient for people in the carriage to rest, so they dare not take too many people. Xiaoxing learned from Xiaomei's appearance and closed her eyes to rest, but she couldn't close her ears. She didn't know how Xiaomei did it.

There was some riot outside the car, and the gate must have opened. Xuejian sat in the car, but she was secretly surprised. Can she really go out of the city like this? Is there no accident? Is it possible?

Thinking like this, I couldn't help thinking about Nangubo's thoughts... However, I really couldn't guess. Xuejian secretly bit her lips and raised her hand and couldn't help lifting the curtain. However, she saw Zhou Bo sitting aside, reaching out to hold the teacup, and a pair of clear eyes like obsidian were looking this way. The two quickly exchanged eyes. Xue Jian put down his hand and smiled. Yes, there is a big man. What are you doing with so much care?

The carriage began to move slowly with the flow of people. Xue Jian sat back with peace of mind, and his mood slowly returned to calm. In the future, the water and earth will be covered, and the left and right side was not the one who took the initiative to attack. That was the only way.

Bai Yitian's carriage walked in front, and Zhou Bo's carriage followed him not far away. When he passed the city gate, Xue saw that he sighed inaudible and finally left like this?

not far from the gate is the short pavilion. When they arrive at the short pavilion, many people who leave the city will stay for a short time and make a final farewell to their relatives and friends who see them off. They were no exception. Wang Conghan didn't rush home, so he sent them here. Xue saw that she was going to get out of the car, but Zhou Bo stretched out his arm and blocked her directly, steadily stopping her.

Wang Cong's cold jade crown hair, a white jade-like handsome face is as cold as frost, but it makes people feel particularly fascinated. Some women who have just got out of the car are almost stunned. How can the world let such beautiful men all focus on one place? There are those that are so eye-catching that it is difficult for people to look away at a glance, and there are also eyes that are as bright as stars that will not attract people's eyes independently and firmly. Although it is cold, it is colder, but it is a unique.

Many of the women present blushed and whispered with the maids around them.

Wang Conghan frowned impatiently, and how could the eyes of the women around him make him so uncomfortable? From childhood to age, of course, I have seen a lot of this kind of obsessed look, but for his family and his appearance, who has ever understood his heart! Thinking of this, Wang Cong said coldly, "You have been careful all the way. After drinking the wine, let's go on the road."

With that, he took the wine glass from his side and handed it to Zhou Bo and Bai Yitian.

Bai Yitian smiled and said, "I'm afraid it will take a while. You see, that man will come after all."

Zhou Bo put the empty cup back on the tray, ignoring the obsession eyes around him and the figures riding horses. He couldn't help granking at the car behind him. Fortunately, Xue didn't come out, so he bent the corners of his mouth slightly.

Wang Conghan saw this, smiled coldly and said, "I will send you thousands of miles, and there will be a farewell. Whether he comes or not, it's all to say goodbye." With that, he turned his head to Zhou Bo and said, "My brother-in-law, won't you go and thank the prince for his care these days?"

Zhou Bo shook his head, "It's also possible that the prince is here to see others off."

Nangubo is a dark purple formal dress, which looks more and more profound and handsome. Even the winter sun warms up, which stunned a group of civilian women in the short pavilion, and several rear carriage curtains were lifted.

Nan Gubo obviously noticed it, but the person he wanted to see did not come out. Since he arrived here, his eyes have not moved from the carriage, and his heart is also sad for a while. Why is it that he is not inferior to the merchant in terms of appearance and family life? The merchant was just luckier than himself. He saved Zixin when she lost her memory and gave her a new name.

Thinking of this, a layer of cold appeared under Nangubo's smiling face, holding the whip, and he fixedly looked at the inconspicuous carriage.

Lian'er turned around on another horse and whispered, "Master, do you want a slave..."

Nangubo turned his face and smiled, "You have always said something in front of you. Why are you so twisted today? What else can't you and me say?"

Lian'er paused and said, "It's cold. Although my body is good, I'm still not suitable for a layman... If it's a gift, let's go back when we see it, so that the prince won't know and curse again."

Speaking of later, Lian'er's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

Nan Gubo smiled. The smile was like a spring breeze, which made people unable to move their eyes, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. His voice was gentle but cold: "Are you afraid of being tired by me?"

Lian'er quickly looked up at Nangubo and said, "Master...you know...servant..."

Nan Gubo shook his head, "It's just a gift for an old friend. My father naturally knows my temper. There is no reason to blame him."

Lian'er blinked her eyes and sighed, "Master said it very well, but Zi... It's just that this friend walked in a hurry..." With that, she turned her body and coughed a few times. Nan Gubo asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did you suffer from the cold? Otherwise, you can go back first."

Lian'er coughed a few times and shook her head and said, "It's fine. I'm afraid it's just a little cold. It's not a big deal to go home and drink a dose of medicine later."

Nan Gubo nodded and said, "It's so good that I'm relieved."

Lian'er took a deep look at him and said, "I'm worried."

Nangubo smiled and shook his hand and said, "You think too much. You are the person around me. If you don't care about you, who else can you care about?"

Lian'er smiled disappointedly. I used to believe such heartwarming words, but now I can only lie to myself that I really care about myself.

"What a coincidence, prince, do you also come to give it away?" Wang Cong's cold face turned to the valley wave approaching from the horse.

Lian'er followed Nangubo, and a smiling face rose slightly, and her eyes looked at everyone, "Our master specially came to send snow to see his wife."

Zhou Bo frowned and was obviously dissatisfied with the straightforward expression of these two.

Nangubo automatically ignored Zhou Bo's attitude and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang has always had a deep friendship with my son. How can I not come to send it off when your sister-in-law returns to his hometown?"

This sentence broke the embarrassment at the scene. I came to see Xue, not because of the side, but because she is your adoptive sister of Lord Wang. Bai Yitian turned his head and looked at Zhou Bo, and then looked at Wang Conghan. Xu Cong'an beside him had never said anything, holding a heater in his hand and looking at the crowd quietly.

After saying that, Nan Gubo ignored other people's eyes and went straight to the side of the carriage. Lian'er took a step forward, gently blessed the carriage, and said crisply, "Please see your wife come out and talk." Wang Conghan and Zhou Bo's footsteps were fast, and they were gradually about to catch up with Nangubo, and their eyes were also full of murderousness.

Xiaomei in the car had already held Xuejian's hand, shook her head, and replied loudly, "Our young lady has suffered from the wind and cold. At this time, it is cool outside, so she can only thank the prince for his kindness in the car."

Xue Jian nodded, patted Xiaomei's hand, and said in a low voice, "Whether you go and live, you are all dream people. The prince understands so well that he naturally knows that he should still pity the talents around him.

Hearing her distorting the poem so much, Nan Gubo stopped and nodded, then turned around and smiled at the people who followed her.

"Snow is still so interesting to see your wife!" Nangubo shifted his eyes and looked at Zhou Bo and Wang Conghan, who had approached him. There was an undisguised hostility in his eyes. People with such a status can win the return of beauty. It is simply humiliating to compete with such people!