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"I think the name Sweet Potato is also good." Feng Yuhuan made a flat comment in keeping with the principle of protecting his shortcomings, and when he saw the young man looking towards him, he smiled politely.

Yue Mofan's face turned red in an instant, "Well, since the young master has said so, then it's fine to call it sweet potato..." His face was covered with ashes, and at this time it was paired with a bright red skin. , There is really a sense of joy in red, black, red and black.

This guy is really interested in his own baby, Di Shang frowned, and said displeasedly: "Little Sweet Potato, look more clearly, my Huan'er is not something you can get your hands on." After he finished speaking, he slightly lowered his head on Feng Yuhuan's lips Kakugoroki kissed lightly.

Di Shang never concealed his affection for Feng Yuhuan. Everyone felt that he was used to it. Everyone watched their noses and noses and did their own things. The corner of his lips twitched for a moment, and then stopped moving.

"You...you..." Yue Mofan's eyes widened, he muttered a few words in a low voice, and finally rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Everyone: "..."

Qiu Man hurriedly stepped forward and rolled his eyelids, confirming: "I have fainted." After he finished speaking, he looked at Di Shang and waited for the next sentence.

"He can't bear it himself, so he still blames me?" Di Shang naturally refused to suffer from being dumb. He raised his chin and pointed to the horse not far away, pretending to be generous: "Tie him to the horse, we worked hard to save him. , you can’t throw it here to feed the wolves.”

Hearing the word "wolf", Qiuman froze slightly, but he quickly adjusted, and then he wondered why his boss suddenly became so kind. Let people fend for themselves?

"Hurry up, this place is very weird, it's better to leave first." Di Shang urged.

"Okay, okay." Qiuman hurriedly picked up the man and fixed him on the horse.

Then he discovered the problem when he was leaving. This month, Mofan took his own horse, so he couldn't ride it... Qiuman patted his head in distress. Could it be that the boss is punishing him? He has offended him Have you ever been the boss?

Before he could figure out why he came, Di Shang's voice came over,

"I even forgot, we don't have enough horses, so how about it, you ride mine, I'll ride with Huan'er."

Qiu Man's "Boss is so nice" was swallowed hard, and he was digging a hole for his junior...

"Huan'er, look..." As soon as Di Shang turned his face towards Feng Yuhuan, he instantly changed from a perpetrator to a victim, and his acting skills were absolutely perfect.

Feng Yuhuan did not show face this time for the first time, he turned his head and said coldly: "You gave the horse to others yourself, why should I squeeze with you?"

"I'm thinking about Huan'er." Di Shang approached with a smile, and whispered when Qiu Man and others didn't notice: "My dear, isn't there a mistake in my calculation? There are not enough horses now. Now, you can give me a ride with kindness.”

Di Shang naturally had his own considerations, traveling overnight felt that his baby's allergy to animal fur would definitely have a bad effect, and having himself to rely on could also relieve his fatigue, but for Huan'er who was so faintly arrogant Naturally, this kind of thinking cannot be said directly, so he took a hard way to talk about it.

Feng Yuhuan wasn't really angry at first, but at this time, hearing his "begging" in such a low voice, she endured it and said "Okay" with a sense of charity, and walked over by herself first, passing by Di Shang's place. When he was beside him, he read two words in an inaudible voice,

"... rogue."

"Huh?" Di Shang was stunned, hurriedly chased after Feng Yuhuan, and hugged Feng Yuhuan, ignoring the whisper of the person in his arms, he stepped on the horse with his toes.

"Who did you learn from? It's really..." It's so cute.Di Shang swallowed the last words knowingly and did not say anything, his arms held Feng Yuhuan steady, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and when he was white, he raised his neck and let out a long hiss, and galloped happily into the distance.

Su Yue was afraid that her little master would fall, so she hurriedly reined in the horse rope to follow them. As soon as they left, Di Shang's original mount scratched its hooves in a hurry, making Qiu Man behind him flustered for a while, and couldn't help shouting,

"Boss, slow down!!..."

……

Several people rushed on the road overnight, and after walking all night, they arrived at a small town outside the forest at dawn. After a short look, the industrious hawkers in the market town had already started to set up their stalls, and the small shops had also risen earlier. Thin white smoke, the aroma of buns and sweet porridge slowly overflow.

Outsiders like Di Shang naturally attracted the attention of many people, but fortunately it was still early in the morning and there were not many people. For them, finding a place to stay was the most important thing.

"Come on, get off." Di Shang stepped off the horse, stood below and stretched out his hands to Feng Yuhuan, who obediently joined hands and got off the horse without hesitation.

He looked around, rolled his eyes happily, and said softly, "It smells so good..."

"You're hungry." Di Shang lovingly stroked the side of his hair, his eyes filled with smiles and tenderness, "Let's go have breakfast first."

"Okay." Feng Yuhuan nodded, turned to Suyue and said: "Suyue, take care of the rest of the matter, and send me a letter directly after preparation."

Her little master was happy, so Su Yue was naturally in a good mood, she lightly stroked her lower body and said: "Okay, master don't worry." It's just a matter of finding a better post house, so it's no problem, when the master finishes eating, She can also familiarize herself with the surrounding roads. The most important thing now is not to disturb the early time when the master and Emperor Shao are enjoying themselves...

"Boss, Junior Brother, what about this person?" Qiu Man pointed to Yue Mofan who was tied to the horse.

Without giving him a look, Di Shang said coolly, "You are the only one of us who can master medical skills. What do you think we should do?"

"But, I'm also hungry." Qiuman continued to think that he had no eyesight in negotiating.

"You can't eat in post houses? You can't eat in restaurants? You have to follow us to eat?" Di Shang gritted his teeth, and wanted to pry open this guy's head to see how much paste was inside. Just so ignorant!

Such straightforward words finally woke someone up, Qiuman scratched the back of his head, and said naively: "That's right..." He raised his head, and there was no figure of his boss and junior in front of him...

Here Di Shang excitedly led someone to sit on a small stall set up by an old man. In his words, it is better to drink more flavorful soup in the morning.

The old man probably had just set up the stall not long ago, when he saw a customer coming, he hurried over enthusiastically, and when he got closer, he saw that the two customers had looks like heaven and man, handsome and wicked, He is cool and elegant, sitting upright, adding a lot of color to his humble stall.

The old man rubbed his hands awkwardly, and said cautiously: "You two, what do you two guests eat?"

Di Shang tapped his fingers, not caring about the old man's caution. After asking Feng Yuhuan's preferences in a low voice, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Two bowls of wontons and a drawer of soup dumplings."

"Hey, okay." The old man was flickered by that smile, nodded his head in a panic, turned around and went to Sheng Yuntun.

"Wait." Di Shang stopped him at the right time, and took out two pairs of exquisite jade bowls and chopsticks from the ancient ring under the cover of a storage kit, "Use this to serve, and I will trouble you to wash it for us later." Alright." When he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, he also took out an extra high-grade spirit bead, which was definitely more than enough to pay for the meal and dishwashing.

The old man stared at the two jade bowls for a long time without regaining his senses. Real jade contains a lot of spirit, but jade produced in mainland China is rare, so jade has become a symbol of the upper class. Passed down from generation to generation, wearing it every day, the person in front of him actually carved it into bowls and chopsticks for use!

"Waste." Feng Yuhuan frowned in disapproval. Even the Feng Manor had never used jade to make bowls and chopsticks. Sending such fragile things to be carved would be a waste of spirit beads, so his point of waste is still the same as What ordinary people think is slightly different...

Di Shang smiled at him, not shying away, "Use this to clean."

The old man on the side trembled, and said dryly: "There are too many customers, I can't find it." How to find it?

"No need to look for it, let's serve the food quickly." Di Shang waved his hand nonchalantly, urging him to serve the meal, fearing that his treasures would be hungry, he brought this kind of Lingzhu for convenience, and he couldn't take the others come out.

"...Hey, hey, okay." The old man's hands trembled again, he hastily collected the money and hurriedly went to serve the buns, the jade bowl, wait for him to wipe his hands before taking it.

……

At the same time, in the conference hall of the Imperial Capital Palace, a man who was [-]% similar to Di Shang was sitting in the upper seat and watching the memorial presented. The attendants at the side all held their breath, their heads lowered, for fear of offending Tianyan with such an atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, Di Chong put down the writing brush in his hand, breathed lightly into the air in front of him, and sighed as if thinking of something, "My son is nineteen now."