"Okay! Sir, please come in!" The waiter smiled even more happily. Business was inevitably slow in the first month of the year, and most of the inns were empty. He was naturally happy that someone was staying at the inn at this time. He hurried over to lead the horse and said with an apologetic smile. "You and your wife go in first. I will lead the carriage to the backyard for you!"
After saying this, the waiter hummed a little tune while leading the carriage towards the backyard. On the pure white snow, there were only two people standing one in front and one behind.
"Why didn't you explain just now?" Xiao An turned her head and looked at Pang Yi who had been silent behind her. The words that came out of her dry lips were bitter. "I am the wife of your master. How can I be your wife?"
Pang Yi didn't say anything, but his hands in his sleeves suddenly clenched. He kept his head down. Then he strode into the inn. Xiao An looked at his back, her eyes suddenly reddened. After a pause, she also gritted her teeth and followed him into the inn.
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Pang Yi only booked one room upstairs. Xiao An followed him upstairs with suspicion and nervousness. In the past, when staying overnight on the road, she would always book two rooms. Why did Pang Yi only book one room this time?
"Madam, I have already made an agreement with the innkeeper. They will prepare three meals a day and send them to you." Pang Yi checked the room and made sure there were no hidden dangers. Then he stopped and walked to Xiao An and explained carefully, "This inn is located in the center of the street. It is not like in the wild where there is no one for dozens of miles around. Don't be afraid. If you are really scared, you can pull the bell at the door and the innkeeper will hear it. Then..."
"You don't live here?" Xiao An looked at Pang Yi in surprise, "Where are you going?"
"I will go up the mountain to see His Highness first," Pang Yi said in a deep voice, while taking out a dagger from his waist and placing it on the table next to Xiao Anshi, "Take this for self-defense."
"When will you come back?" Xiao An looked at the dagger, pursed her lips, then raised her head and looked at Pang Yi nervously.
As soon as he met Xiao An's gaze, Pang Yi quickly looked away, saying, "Your Highness, don't you know that Madam has come to Ningguta? I have to report to Your Highness first, and then take Madam up the mountain..."
"What if His Highness doesn't want to see me at all? Or what if Duan...oh, no, the real lady can't tolerate me?" Xiao An stared at Pang Yi, "What should I do then? Should I stay by His Highness's side or stay in this inn forever?"
Pang Yi glanced at her without saying a word, then turned and left the room. With the sound of the door closing with a "click", Xiao An's straight back suddenly relaxed, and then she lay down on the table. She stared at the dagger on the table without blinking, then raised her hand and swept the dagger to the ground. She closed her eyes a little depressed, and after a while, she bent down again and picked up the dagger.
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Jixian Book House.
Zhong Mingwei felt extremely uncomfortable, from the inside out, his entire body felt uncomfortable, ten times more uncomfortable than yesterday. His forehead had not been dry since he woke up today. He used his sleeves to wipe the sweat over and over again, but after just a while, the sweat started flowing all over his face again. He simply stopped wiping the sweat, sat on the kang and slept rapidly, enduring the pain while staring at Achou's sleeping face without blinking.
This girl can sleep really well. It's already dawn, but she shows no sign of waking up. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but smile when he looked at Achou's rosy little face. Even though there was not a single place on his body that was unwell, he felt comfortable and at ease facing this little face. He moved inside and reached out to tuck the quilt for Achou. This girl had a bad sleeping posture. He had just gotten up for a while, but the girl's hands were already pulling at the quilt dishonestly.
"Sleep well," Zhong Mingwei said softly as he leaned over and kissed Ah Chou's face, "Your stomachache will go away when you fall asleep."
The reason why Ah Chou was so ill this time was because of typhoid fever, but also because of abdominal pain. These two factors combined almost took Ah Chou's life. Fortunately, Ah Chou was treated in time and survived. However, Zhong Mingwei still felt scared when he looked at Ah Chou's peaceful sleeping face. If he hadn't noticed Ah Chou's abnormality that night, or if Chen Qingxuan hadn't happened to pass by and met them yesterday morning...
He really couldn't think too much about it. The moment he started to think about it, he would sweat even more.
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