Chapter 349 Black-hearted and rotten-lung
Song Yanxi took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, "I was praising His Majesty."
"Really?" Mo Jinchuan chuckled.
Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions, and only said, "The food for you, Liu, is warm in the pot. Get up and eat something while it's hot."
As soon as she went out, Song Yanxi noticed something unusual.
The yard was too quiet.
At this time in the past, Wu Boduo would sit on a small bench with Aunt Wu in the main room and warm themselves by the fire. Xiaoqiang's mother felt that the house was too lonely, so she came to join in the fun every night these days.
It’s so cold, and there’s probably still snow on the road outside. Where can the two of them go?
Song Yanxi was just getting worried when she heard Mo Jinchuan lower his voice and say mysteriously, "Let's go after we finish eating while the old couple is out visiting friends."
Just left like that without even saying goodbye?
Given Aunt Wu's temper, if she came back and found that the two of them were not there, she would probably be so angry that she would hold her hands on her waist and curse in the village three times.
Suddenly, something flashed through Song Yanxi's mind.
Aunt Wu wouldn't...
The candlelight flickered slightly. Mo Jinchuan turned around to look at her, a smile spreading across his dark eyes. "Calculating it, by this hour, the scolding should have reached the village chief's house."
"this……"
It certainly seemed like something she could do.
When the two of them finished their meal and were leaving, they happened to pass by the village head's house and heard Aunt Wu angrily scolding them, "You two black-hearted and rotten-lung bastards, you ate and drank for free at my house for so long, not only did you leave without saying a word, but you even stole the bracelets that I gave you as a dowry.
Damn it, don’t let me see them again, or I’ll beat them up every time I see them!”
"No, I think they are respectable people."
"What the hell is respectable? What respectable person would do something as filthy as elopement?"
"Is this really the case? Aunt Xiumei, why didn't you tell me anything before? You treat them like your own sons and daughters all day long, and you get angry when someone says something to you."
When Aunt Wu heard this, she was immediately furious, "Don't mention it, these two people are probably still carrying out some crimes. Today, Dahe's father wanted to go to the town to buy some meat, but when he opened the door, he found a person lying on the doorstep.
Everyone knew that Da He's father was kind-hearted, so he called Ping Chuan to carry the man back to the house. Guess what happened?"
Someone hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"
Aunt Wu slapped her thigh and said, "Dad Dahe is still treating that patient, and those two just turned around and packed up their things and ran away."
"Tell me about this. How could these two seemingly nice people do such a thing?"
"Sister Xiumei, what did you mean when you said these two people were involved in something?"
Aunt Wu sat down on the ground and cried, "Why is my life so miserable? I married a man who does nothing but rotten things all day long. Not only that, he also invites thieves into our home every day.
Mother, it’s my fault that I’m not capable enough to protect the things you left for me.”
She cried so sincerely that anyone who heard her was heartbroken and moved to tears.
As Song Yanxi listened, she felt that the bracelet in the bag seemed to be slightly hot.
When she raised her eyes, she saw Mo Jinchuan looking at her.
The snow on the ground illuminated his eyes and also made her face red.
She explained quietly, "I didn't know it was her..."
Mo Jinchuan took over her words and said, "This is the dowry that Aunt Wu gave you. If you don't take it, she will really scold you."
This was also the only thing she felt was worth giving away.
Even though she was in the snow, Song Yanxi didn't feel cold at all.
What is warmer than the remaining fire left at the bottom of the stove is her heart.
She glanced reluctantly at the direction of the Wu family's thatched cottage and said softly, "Let's go."
Mo Jinchuan naturally took her hand and said, "The road is slippery, be careful of your step."
"No need..." Song Yanxi hadn't finished her refusal when her foot suddenly slipped.
She hurriedly grasped Mo Jinchuan's hand and followed her heart, saying, "In that case, I'll trouble you, Your Highness."
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, hitting her face with a cool feeling, relieving the heat on her cheeks.
There was light snow on their heads, and they stepped deep and shallow in the snow.
After walking for a while, Song Yanxi suddenly asked, "How much money does the prince have on him?"
She was answered by silence.
She thought for a moment and asked again, "Didn't the prince think of leaving some for himself?"
Mo Jinchuan slowed down his pace and said, "Didn't I give you three hundred taels?"
Now, it was Song Yanxi's turn to be silent.
After a moment, she asked, "Where did the prince hide the banknotes?"
"I exchanged it for ten taels of silver ingots. I hid some in the fields and on the hills, marking them so Uncle Wu could recognize them at a glance."
"So, these days, the prince has been leaving early and returning late to exchange silver in the town?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded and asked her, "Where did you hide the banknotes?"
"In the insoles I made for Aunt Wu the other day."
Even if soldiers came to search, no one would be so idle as to rummage through a woman's shoes.
On the contrary, when Aunt Wu put it on, you would be able to tell something was wrong by seeing that she had deliberately stitched the clothes in the wrong direction.
Thinking of something, Song Yanxi looked a little embarrassed, "Come to think of it, what Auntie said just now about us eating and drinking for free wasn't entirely wrong."
Mo Jinchuan agreed with this.
But right now, they have something else to consider quickly.
Which way to go next.
If the weather cooperates, they now have enough dry food to last for half a month, and they can find shelter on any hill for a while.
But now there is a thick layer of snow on the ground, and it is getting heavier. Even if they can climb up the mountain before the road freezes at dawn, it will be difficult to survive such severe cold.
It wasn't a big deal for Mo Jinchuan, a grown man. He just considered the cold as physical exercise. He had been cold before in the border town.
But Song Yanxi was already weak, and she had just suffered a serious illness and had not yet fully recovered.
This road up the mountain is not feasible.
Since Wu Jun dared to come alone, the Liang soldiers he brought with him must have been stationed nearby, so he probably couldn't go to Qinghua Town.
At the fork in the road, Song Yanxi looked at Mo Jinchuan, who had stopped moving, and raised an eyebrow and asked, "When Your Highness decided to take this risk, did you ever imagine this moment would come?"
Without waiting for his answer, she smiled and said to herself, "That's right. If I hadn't been a burden to the prince, he would still be at Baitou Peak now."
"Even if I have to live a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood, it's better than hiding from place to place now, right?"
Hearing this, Mo Jinchuan asked helplessly, "Are you still angry?"
Song Yanxi said with a cold face, "I dare not."
It’s that they dare not, not that they don’t have the courage.
It's obvious that he is still angry.
Mo Jinchuan's eyes darkened. He should cut off Wu Jun's talkative tongue.
Song Yanxi saw through his thoughts at a glance and said unhappily, "It's still useful to keep him."
After a pause, she added, "A flaw doesn't outweigh the merits. Talented people always have some unusual habits."
She was about to say something when she suddenly caught a glimpse of an ox cart slowly coming towards them in the snow.
It’s the middle of the night and it’s snowing, how could there be people on the road?
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