On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

If you go further, you will pass by many small towns, but the big cities are farther away. The next big city is Huizhou.

Huizhou, as you can tell from its name, is bigger than a "city".

Huizhou Yunmo, the ink favored by Chengkang, the eldest governor, was produced there.

Yan Ruyu was very interested in this place. She guessed that there might be a mine or something there.

At the normal pace of exile, it would have taken at least more than a month to get there, but it was different now. Most of them had carriages, so the speed could be much faster.

While making plans, Huo Changhe came in from outside.

Seeing that his face was a little solemn, Yan Ruyu put down her pen and asked, "What? What happened?"

Huo Changhe held a small letterbox and handed the letter to her: "There is something going on over at Daguo Temple."

Yan Ruyu paused with her fingertips: "Mr. Mo took revenge?"

"It is true that he took revenge, but it was arranged in advance and there were not too many casualties," Huo Changhe said. "Ma Liang's combat ability is still good."

"It was on the mountain behind the temple that I found the ones before."

Yan Ruyu's heart tightened slightly. It turns out that those words refer to the base used by Lao Xinglin as a medicine man.

No wonder Wu Ming was frightened. Looking at the mask Mr. Mo was wearing, he said it was an evil ghost.

He must have seen something by accident.

Yan Ruyu sighed slightly, and Huo Changhe whispered: "Don't go, just wait here for news. I'll go over and have a look."

"There are no other problems. Everyone alive has been evacuated. Just look at the remaining scenes. Don't worry."

Yan Ruyu nodded slowly: "Okay, then you should be more careful. Mr. Mo behaves cruelly and strangely, so don't be careless."

"Okay, don't worry," Huo Changhe glanced at the things on the table and hugged her gently, "Get more rest. It's not too late to do these things on the road. I'm familiar with the road. I can tell you slowly. The best thing is to take good care of yourself. ."

"okay, I get it."

Yan Ruyu asked Huo Changhe to bring the silver ingot, and the master and servant rode away.

She wanted to look at the map again, but then thought of Huo Changhe's instructions, so Yan Ruyu put it away and stopped looking at it.

After rolling up the map, I couldn't help laughing.

Perhaps this is the long-lasting relationship. Unknowingly, they are influenced by each other, and they slowly get closer and closer, becoming two people who are not only in love but also similar, and blend into each other's lives.

Just as she was thinking wildly, a burst of noise and crying outside broke her sweet moment.

Frowning slightly, he opened half the window and saw Bao'er's mother making a fuss.

After only two days of living peacefully, the old woman started acting like a monster again, blocking Song Yiyi and refusing to let her go.

"You have strong wings now, haven't you? Well, Song Yiyi, our family provides you with food and clothing, but now you turn your back and refuse to admit it. You want to leave me alone, no way!"

Bao'er's mother was rolling around, while Huo Bao'er put his hands aside and looked at Song Yiyi sideways.

Yan Ruyu was not in a hurry to come forward. This kind of scoundrel could not be justified by reason. If he was not determined to get rid of him and just wanted others to help him, there would be no end in sight.

Song Yiyi stood there, listening quietly and watching expressionlessly. It wasn't until Bao'er's mother was tired from the fuss and stopped talking that she took out a piece of paper from the purse she carried with her.

"This is a document with handprints and a big seal. You and I have been cut off from each other for a long time.

I don’t want to talk about the past anymore. Who hasn’t stepped in dog shit? "Song Yiyi spoke softly, "I didn't want to have anything to do with you anymore, but if you insist on talking about food and clothing, then let's figure it out. "

"The little betrothal gift your family gave you was [-]% less than my dowry. You have been enjoying it all these years without earning a penny. All your food and clothing expenses came from my dowry. Not to mention that this time you were ransacked and exiled. After ransacking the house, there was not much left.”

"So, you don't provide me with food and clothing. On the contrary, I support you. If you want to settle the score, then settle it carefully."

Huo Baoer stretched out his hand to grab the document, but Song Yiyi took it back: "I know why you are making trouble, because other people have bought carriages, and you have no money and don't want to leave, so you regret it and want to take me back and continue to work as a coolie for you. , to make money for you.”

Song Yiyi smiled slightly: "Dream!"

When Bao'er's mother was exposed, she suddenly lost her temper: "What a Song Yiyi! How dare you talk to me like that!"

She reached out to strike, but was stopped.

"Hey, what's going on?" Beibei grabbed her hand and pushed her back.

Bao'er Niang fell to the ground, kicked her legs and cried loudly.

"Ouch, I'm bullying someone..."

As soon as he started crying, Myna landed on Beibei's shoulder: "Oh yo yo, you're blackmailing someone, you're really going to get paid by pretending to cry and fall, hey! Oh yo yo, if a tree doesn't need bark, it will definitely die. People are shameless and invincible in the world. !”

The people around burst into laughter.

Before Bao'er's mother's tears could be squeezed out, they seeped back again.

"You damn bird! See if I don't..."

"What are you doing?" Beibei pointed, "This is the princess's bird, please say one more word!"

Bao'er Niang curled her lips but said nothing.

Huo Baoer refused to accept it and glared at Song Yiyi: "Then what do you mean? You don't care about me and my mother?"

"Why should I care?" Song Yiyi asked, "You used to be my husband-in-law, but now you are not! I, Song Yiyi, have nothing to do with you!"

Song Yiyi gave a short laugh, and her tone was a rare sarcasm: "Besides, you have never treated me as a daughter-in-law or wife.

Don't you just want to use me to make money, wait until you get to the northwest, find someone with a good family background, marry someone else, and divorce me? "

Huo Baoer blushed: "You're talking nonsense!"

"Do you know it in your heart," Song Yiyi lowered her eyes, "Don't bother me again in the future. I have nothing to do with your mother and son!"

Song Yiyi turned around and left. Huo Baoer still wanted to pull her away. Beibei raised his eyebrows and said, "What, do you mean you can't understand people?"

Bao'er Niang's eyes were sinister and she snorted: "If you defend this bitch like this, you might have some evil intentions! Maybe..."

Song Yiyi suddenly rushed up and slapped Bao'er's mother: "It's not enough for you to slander me, but you also want to slander others?! Shut your stinky mouth!"

Bao'er's mother was simply stunned, covering her face and staring at her in disbelief: "You...you..."

"What are you doing!" Beibei rolled up his sleeves, "I'll beat you up if you dare to talk nonsense!"

"Mother Bao'er, don't be shameless. At such an old age, please be more considerate!" Someone nearby couldn't stand it. "Why did your son end up like this? Isn't it because of you?"

"You keep saying it's good for your son, but in fact it's just for yourself, so throw it away!"

Everyone was talking, Bao'er Niang gritted her teeth but could not speak.

Yan Ruyu was very satisfied and was about to close the window when Huo Zhongmao came in from outside.

"What are you doing? You have nothing to do? Don't you want to make money?"

These words were more powerful than anything else, and everyone scattered.

Yan Ruyu waved to him, Huo Zhongmao patted the dirt on his body and hurried forward.