Chapter 178 Mo Xunyan

The day before Chen Shiyi left, Bailing was preparing luggage for Chen Shiyi.

Looking at the boxes in front of me gives me a headache.

"Bai Ling, I'm not going out for fun. I should be back in a few months, or less than half a year."

Bai Ling never stopped working.

I was still picking out nice clothes and stuffing them into the box.

"The north is bitterly cold, dry, and windy. Bring a few fur coats so you don't freeze on the road. I made you a few pairs of waterproof and cold-resistant deerskin boots. I also prepared extra sets of underwear for you to change and wash. Also, I stuffed a box of dried meat for you in case you can't find a place to stay and can't have a hot meal. At least it can fill your stomach..."

Chen Shiyi felt very warm listening to Bailing's chattering.

Bai Ling suddenly stopped what he was doing and sighed.

"If possible, I don't want you to take risks, sister. Bailing just wants you to be safe and happy."

Chen Shiyi walked forward, hugged Bailing's waist and leaned against her.

"Okay, I'll take good care of myself, don't worry."

When they moved out the prepared luggage, they saw Bo Yuan sitting at the dining table, looking depressed.

Chen Shiyi put down the box and walked forward to look.

On the round table, there was a porcelain plate, a rice bowl, a soup bowl, and a plate of pickles.

At this moment, it is filled with white rice.

Bo Yuan picked at the rice, then took a spoonful of rice from the soup bowl and spoke with sobs.

"Boss, go ahead and don't worry about Bo Yuan. Bo Yuan will take good care of himself."

Bai Ling stepped forward to take a look and said while trying not to laugh.

"You are so polite. You even know how to prepare a dish and a soup. You have made progress!"

Chen Shiyi sat on a stool, took a spoon and scooped a large spoonful of rice into Boyuan's bowl.

"Drink more soup. You'll feel dry if you talk too much."

Bo Yuan raised his eyes, and his eyes were instantly filled with tears. He bit the corners of his red lips, looking pitiful.

Chen Shiyi doesn't buy it.

"Eat quickly. Don't leave the table until you've finished. I'll be watching you right here."

Bo Yuan was dumbfounded when he heard this.

"Boss, you'll be tortured to death."

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"Yes, I know. After we finish eating, I will take you to the border."

Bo Yuan's tears were instantly stopped.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Bo Yuan ate the rice in big mouthfuls and swallowed it with great difficulty. Even so, he persisted in eating one mouthful after another.

Chen Shiyi raised his hand to stop him.

"Change your red outfit, pack some clothes, and come with me."

Bo Yuan was so excited when he heard this that he disappeared in a flash.

Bailing looked at Boyuan's figure and was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

"Sister, if I'm not mistaken, he looked very sick just now, right?"

Chen Shiyi pursed his lips and smiled.

"Yes, you read that right."

"Are you really going to take him with you?"

"Well, if he stays in Anzhou and does nothing, he might get into trouble, and you will have to clean up his mess. He is most afraid of me and Fu Da, and only we can control him. Keep him by your side and let him do some hard work."

When we arrived in Yunzhou, the weather was already freezing cold.

The charcoal fire in Chen Shiyi's carriage never went out. She had been reading in the carriage during this period, and occasionally came out to talk to Fu Da who was driving the carriage.

She breathed out white air, rubbed her hands, and sat next to Fu Da.

"Aren't your friends cold? They're riding horses and wearing such thin clothes?"

"They are used to going everywhere, and they are all martial artists, so this little bit of cold weather is nothing."

Chen Shiyi suddenly laughed.

"When I was young, I could endure hardships. I didn't care when my hands were covered with frostbite. I thought a steamed bun was delicious. But now that I have been raised for a few years, I have money and live the life I have always dreamed of. I can't stand the hardships I had before. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."

Fu Da said indifferently.

"Who wants to suffer? Isn't the purpose of working hard to earn money to live a good life?"

"What would it be like if one day, I had nothing?"

"Life has ups and downs, it's normal, so living well in the present is the most important thing."

"That's true."

"Don't think about the future. The word 'future' means uncertainty. Since it is uncertain, there will be good and bad things. Some things can be done, and some cannot. People who keep talking about the future have failed the present. Without the efforts of the present, they are not worthy of the future."

Chen Shiyi could not have imagined that Fu Da, who was usually the most indifferent, was actually the most caring person.

"So you support me coming to the border because you think I'm doing the right thing, right?"

"Of course, if you have something you want to do, you should act immediately to get good results."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and they were afraid that it would be difficult to move forward, so they stayed in an inn.

Their group, carrying food and provisions, had more than forty carts in total.

Very eye-catching.

Along the way, Fuda’s friends were quite experienced in traveling, and thanks to them, we were able to reach Yunzhou smoothly.

The next provincial capital was Liangzhou, the northwesternmost part of Daye.

They booked the Yunlai Inn and after arranging everything, Chen Shiyi took Fu Da and Bo Yuan to wander around the town.

Perhaps because we are approaching the border area, the houses here are very rough in style, not as graceful and elegant as those in Anzhou, but they have a unique flavor.

People were hurrying along the road, with merchants and people moving their families one after another.

Bo Yuan was a little worried.

"What is the situation now? This is extremely scary. I heard that if the city is lost, the Wuqiang people will massacre the whole city. What if..."

Fu Da said coldly.

"Whatever happens, you won't die as long as I'm here."

Chen Shiyi looked around the town by himself and saw a group of people in front of him, standing there without knowing what they were doing.

Bo Yuan was very interested in these.

"Don't run around in a strange place."

"Just a look."

Before he could finish his words, his figure disappeared in a flash.

After a while, he ran back.

"A group of hooligans are molesting a woman."

Fu Da said hurriedly.

"Don't meddle in other people's business. Most of the people here are talented and dangerous. If you are not careful, you will get into trouble."

Chen Shiyi agreed.

"Let's move on."

When she passed by the group of people, she glanced over there inadvertently and was stunned for a moment.

"Fu Da, I might really have to mind my own business."

After saying that, she walked towards the group of people.

There were about seven or eight people in that group, all of them were of sturdy build. The woman opposite was wearing a man's grey shirt, which was now tattered, so badly torn that you could even see the red lining. No wonder the men looked at her like greedy hungry wolves.

Her thick black hair had spread out, making her face look small and pale. Her beautiful face was covered with red marks, the corners of her mouth were bruised and there was a small cut that was bleeding.

There was fear in her eyes, but she was very stubborn and fierce, and the dagger in her hand made the men afraid to approach her.

When Chen Shiyi came closer, the woman's eyes became moist when she saw Chen Shiyi.

"Sister Xunyan, why are you here? We have been looking for you for a long time."

After saying that, he supported Mo Xunyan and was about to leave.