"Nonsense, how could I not know such a simple method? Have you forgotten that Tingyu is a doctor? What medicine can be kept from him?" Mo Lan retorted, then rolled her eyes at it.

"Oh? That's easy..."

Before the tomb spirit could finish speaking, Mo Lan interrupted, "Wait, Han Shuang, go outside and relieve Xiong Da and Song Jian, let the two of them come in and warm up."

Han Shuang nodded, patted the carriage, and waited for the carriage to stop before letting the two people in. She was suspicious; it seemed like her boss was up to something.

Looking at the two people bundled up like bears, Tingyu pursed his lips and remained silent, a rare occurrence for him. They were taking turns traveling to get back to Liangjing as quickly as possible, and he couldn't make sarcastic remarks.

While he was thinking, he felt his eyelids getting heavy, and then he knew nothing more.

Mo Lan watched as a wisp of smoke drifted into the nostrils of the three of them, and as they began to snore loudly, she kicked it in disgust.

"Frost, stop the car."

The carriage stopped beside the official road, still in the middle of nowhere.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

"Just stand back a bit," Mo Lan walked to an open space, casually flicked her wrist, and with a bang, a lightweight helicopter appeared in front of her.

Frost: "..."

I knew the boss had big plans.

"Don't just stand there, shove them into the back seat."

Mo Lan walked over, opened the back door, and crammed everyone in one by one. They put on their flight helmets, and since the back seat wasn't big, the three of them squeezed together and barely managed to fasten their seatbelts.

Mo Lan put away the carriage, sat directly in the driver's seat, and opened the right-side hatch to let Han Shuang in, teaching her how to use the seat belt and wear the helmet.

"Sit still," a buzzing sound followed the voice, startling even Han Shuang, who couldn't help but look up at the spinning thing at the top of the room.

As the buzzing sound grew louder, the Mo Lan handle was pushed upwards, the body vibrated slightly a few times, and then began to rise steadily.

Han Shuang watched herself getting further and further away from the ground, her grip on the handrail tightening, turning slightly white. Shouldn't she have shot off? Why was she flying?

Mo Lan piloted the plane, slowly and steadily ascending. Looking at the pointer on the instrument panel, at an altitude of five thousand meters, she smiled with satisfaction, subconsciously whistled, tapped her fingers a few times, and began to accelerate forward.

This plane was the first one she bought when she got her pilot's license. It was a limited edition 'Hicks' and also the one she was most comfortable with. She often flew it across canyons, and its top speed could reach 400 kilometers per hour.

"How was it? Exciting, isn't it?" After calming down, Mo Lan turned to look at Han Shuang beside her and smiled smugly.

"Exciting..." It's more than just exciting, it's like a direct hit to the heart!

Looking at her boss, whose expression was calm and even somewhat enjoyable, Han Shuang confirmed once again that following her boss was all about the thrill.

I never imagined that the boss was playing such a dangerous game on a level I couldn't see.

She doesn't dare look down now; all she sees is a dim white expanse and the occasional patch of light.

Thinking of the three kids who had been drugged behind her, Han Shuang silently lit a candle for them. She had just followed them out the door when she was hoisted into the air.

"Boss, at this rate, when will we be able to reach Liangjing?" After calming down for a while, Han Shuang began to ask about the topic she cared about.

"It will take a little over an hour to reach the outskirts of Liangjing City," it is said that it is 1,500 li from Ye County to Liangjing.

At the current speed, it takes about two hours to cover more than a thousand li, which is eight hundred kilometers, or sixteen hundred li. We can easily reach that destination.