The village head was stunned, and while he was stunned, Bei Yutang walked away.
The village head looked at her leaving back, his eyes full of suspicion.
It is really strange that he is a kind-hearted person but says that he is not a good person.
Xiao Moer had been following Yutang, so he naturally heard her conversation with the village head. Perhaps the village head didn't understand what his mother meant, but he did.
Bei Yutang and Xiao Moer stayed overnight at the home of an elderly widow. The next morning, they quietly left without alerting the villagers.
Two people, one big and one small, were surrounded by mountain mist, and could vaguely hear a soft, sweet voice from the mist that touched their hearts.
The old woman of the family where they stayed stood at the gate, looking in the direction they left, holding a silver ingot in her hand, and there was a thin mist in her eyes.
"He is truly a celestial being, with a heart as kind as a bodhisattva."
After walking for an hour and a half, Bei Yutang and Xiao Moer finally came into sight of a small town. They both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the low city gate.
Although the city was small, it was bustling with people and shops. Bei Yutang took Xiao Moer to a restaurant for a hot meal, then found an inn and freshened up.
Although they were not exhausted from traveling these days, they were still very tired.
Bei Yutang was in good health, but Xiao Mo'er was still a child, and wasn't as strong as she was. So, Bei Yutang planned to rest here for a day before setting off again. They took a nap, and in the afternoon, Bei Yutang took Xiao Mo'er to the horse market, picked out a horse, hitched a carriage, and took it directly back to the inn.
This time, Bei Yutang didn't plan to ask someone to drive the car. It would be more convenient for him to drive the car himself, so as to avoid any accidents that might happen on the way and affect innocent people.
Even though they killed the pursuers, there was no guarantee that someone else would catch up with them.
Although this possibility is small, it is not impossible.
The next morning, Bei Yutang checked out of the inn early and drove his carriage towards Linzhou Prefecture. They hadn't returned for several days, and Daixiang and Xiuhong were probably worried.
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Great Zhou Dynasty Kyoto
An exquisite and small mansion. Although it is not large in area, the pavilions and towers inside are extremely exquisite, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard are all top quality, which shows the status and wealth of its owner.
In the pavilion by the lake, the breeze blows the snow-white gauze, and a graceful figure can be vaguely seen in the pavilion. In front of the figure is a guqin, and the gurgling sound of the guqin like flowing water floats out from the pavilion.
A tall, handsome man was approaching, and the servant beside him was holding an embroidered box. The maid guarding the pavilion saw the man and hurried inside.
"Miss, Young Master Gu Qing is here." The maid replied respectfully.
The fingers that had been plucking the strings paused slightly, and she raised her head. "Let him in."
The maid turned and left. When she reached the outside of the pavilion, she smiled and said to Gu Qing, "Master Gu Qing, the young lady lets you in."
Gu Qing nodded slightly to the maid and walked towards the pavilion. After entering the pavilion, Gu Qing bowed to Gu Pianran, who was sitting in the upper seat, and said, "Miss, I got the things."
Gu Pianran raised her hand and waved, and all the maids standing in the pavilion to serve left.
Gu Qing took out a porcelain bottle from the embroidered box and handed it to her.
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