Her father didn't love her, her mother didn't dote on her, and her sister-in-law bullied her in every possible way. The first thing Nan Zhi did after transmigrating was to get rid of this c...
After deducting what was used, there were 320 taels left.
Nanzhi then took out a thousand taels of silver from her bosom, stuffed it into the bag, and handed it to him.
"Winter is coming soon, so let's buy some warm clothes and shoes for the soldiers."
Song Hanyan was stunned for a moment, and his gaze toward Nanzhi became even more tender.
The carriage swayed and rocked, and Song Hanyan felt that Nanzhi was warmer than the lights of thousands of homes in winter.
As they looked at each other, the two gradually drew closer.
As their breaths mingled, the carriage curtain was suddenly lifted.
Song Hanyan's ears turned slightly red, while Nanzhi sat there blankly.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere inside the car, Wei Guo thought to himself, "He probably didn't do anything wrong."
“Master, there are two young ladies outside the carriage,” Wei Guo said respectfully.
Nanzhi quickly calmed down and got off the carriage.
Pei Wuyou and Yue Manwan had been waiting here for a long time. It would be a lie to say that the two girls weren't afraid in this desolate wilderness.
"Sister Yue, did we really stop the right carriage?"
Yue Manwan gripped her hand tightly, "I don't know either, I just followed the instructions of the fortune teller that day."
Pei Wuyou felt a pang of anxiety. The two of them had finally shaken off their pursuers; surely nothing bad should happen.
The two men kept their eyes fixed on the carriage.
Nan Zhi walked closer and saw that it was Pei Wuyou and the girl she had brought that day.
“Miss Pei,” Nan Zhi said.
Pei Wuyou felt a little awkward, but when she saw the person getting off the carriage, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's you?!"
Yue Manwan asked in confusion, "What, you two know each other?"
But this girl wasn't the fortune teller on the street that day. Did they come to the wrong person?
"Let's go." Pei Wuyou took Yue Manwan's hand and prepared to leave.
Nan Zhi smiled. "What, are you two not going to look for Pei Nanqing anymore?"
The two suddenly stopped.
Yue Manwan turned around, "What is your relationship with the fortune teller on the street that day, young lady?"
"Isn't this what you're looking for—me?"
Yue Manwan was surprised; she realized that a fortune teller wasn't necessarily a teacher, but could also be a young woman.
However, it doesn't look like it.