Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

In the twilight of the morning, Song Jingwen and Xie Feng finished their breakfast and were watching the servants loading the luggage in the yard.The luggage of the two of them was enough for two carriages, and there were some dry food inside.

Huahong and Huabai were also ordered by Song Jingwen to take them with them. They are people who are used to ordering, and it is very convenient to go to Kyoto.Besides, without the master's family, Huabai and the others have nothing to do in Shipo Village, so it's better to go to Beijing with Song Jingwen and the others.

The two boys, Yixing and Yiguang, stayed at home to guard the gate, so that they could send news to the capital when something happened.

Bai Jinrong slipped out last night. This guy is quite smart, so he hired a guy who was similar in stature and ran to the northeast of Ningchang Town, which was just opposite to the direction of Kyoto.

Bai Jinrong is very happy now, like a bird that has lifted the ban and can fly with two wings.

He was biting half of a piece of chocolate, with a flowered turban wrapped around his head, muttering that he disliked his current appearance, which was so ugly, he pulled Ji Zhou, who was also standing aside, and asked, "You also want to come with me Going to Kyoto?"

Ji Zhou slapped his black paw away, and moved his lips, "It's none of your business."

Probably there was a word "fart" in the middle, thanks to Song Jingwen's education to him, he swallowed it whole.

Bai Jinrong snorted, went to get his little baggage, and boarded the carriage first, dangling his legs and greeted Xie Feng, "Brother Feng, hurry up, hurry up. Don't let our old man I found out, and then I will be caught by that old thing!"

Before Xie Feng could speak, Song Jingwen waved his hands at Bai Jinrong first, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, with your village girl's head now, he would doubt life in front of your father."

Bai Jinrong was so angry that he rubbed his face twice, the rouge on his cheeks became even redder, and he looked like a monkey's butt.

Ji Zhou laughed very unceremoniously, stretched out two fingers and pulled the other party's sleeves and pulled him into a carriage behind, "This is your carriage, Boss Song and his wife's carriage, you are ashamed to go Drilling inside? You can wash off your face when you leave the town, young master, don't bother."

It was getting late, and the senders and onlookers crowded in front of the carriage.

Mrs. Song hurriedly hugged a big jar, and repeatedly told Song Jingwen to be careful when going out, and to go home if he could not stay in the capital, "This jar contains preserved fruit. It seems that you two forgot to buy it. This jar Take it and eat, and satisfy your hunger on the way."

Song Jingwen nodded in agreement, and shook Granny Song's arm affectionately, "It's not like we won't come back, why are we still crying. If the capital is more comfortable than Shipo Village, I will take you and grandpa there to enjoy the blessings."

Granny Song patted the back of his hand in relief, then hugged him again before letting go.

The onlookers were almost dispersed, and Mrs. Song generously distributed some cakes to the crowd, praying for Song Jingwen and the others to have a smooth journey.

Here, Xie Feng called twice in the yard, and the little wolf galloped out from a certain corner, and threw himself into his arms, flapping its tail, not looking like a wolf at all, but like a wolf. only dog.

Song Jingwen flicked its tail with his feet in a funny way, and flicked the little wolf's ears from time to time, only to make the wolf turn its head and bark its teeth at him to be happy.

Xie Feng turned around with the little wolf, curled his lips and said, "Childish, what is your rivalry with the little wolf."

Song Jingwen picked up the wolf's ears and said with a smile, "It's not a little wolf anymore. Look at this well-bred dog. It's not a stupid dog. Take it to the capital and don't let anyone catch it." Peel and eat."

Xie Feng rubbed the dog's face, and argued, "Little wolf is not stupid, and it's not a dog, so others can't catch it."

"You have to say the last sentence, you have to say three words, you are so small." Song Jingwen suddenly hugged Xie Feng by the waist, looked at the fierceness, but actually put him into the car gently, the little wolf jumped and stretched his body long He got into Xie Feng's carriage directly and accurately.

Song Jingwen sighed helplessly, he could only feel sorry for staying in the same carriage with a wolf. Fortunately, this guy is still obedient now, but he is too much pestering Xie Feng.

The carriage staggered away from Ningchang Town, and Song Jingwen waved his hand and set up camp on the spot when it was approaching noon, "Take a break and leave after lunch."

The person who escorted Song Jingwen this time was also an old acquaintance. Fang Nanyu set up a pot to boil hot water, and made dry food with the brothers.After eating, he immediately became vigilant, surrounded Song Jingwen and others, and they each guarded one side with a clear division of labor.

"They eat too fast." Xie Fengqi said, still holding a ball of vermicelli in his hand, the red chili oil floating on the surface of the bowl, so tempting.

Song Jingwen took a bite out of his hand, and said indifferently, "Professional habits, they have practiced outside. If we don't stop to rectify, they will eat two mouthfuls of dry food and it will be over."

The last seal that suppressed Bai Jinrong was also lifted. He bounced towards Xie Feng's side, looked at his bowl eagerly, and said pitifully, "Brother Feng, I want to eat too."

Xie Feng's eyes widened in surprise, "You ate three big bowls last night, aren't you tired of eating?"

"How can you get tired of eating this? There's no such thing." Bai Jinrong especially didn't see a bowl from the pot, with any seasonings and seasonings, like a miner who just escaped from a ravine.

Ji Zhou glanced at him disdainfully, but he didn't relax his hands at all, half of the pot of fans went into his bowl with one chopstick.

After everyone had eaten their fill, they just took a nap in the carriage, and the little wolf was obediently lying at Xie Feng's feet, without much energy.

Song Jingwen thought it was funny, "This wolf cub can't be motion sick, why is he listless."

Xie Feng held the little wolf and looked at it distressedly, stuffed a bone to grind its teeth and put it in his mouth, slightly opened his eyelids, and let Xie Feng rub his belly with a "owwow".

In the evening, a group of people stayed at the post station, and they ate the meals provided by the post station. There was a thick layer of oil floating on the noodles. Looking at it, I felt that the food in this post station was real. Those with a little experience knew that the pork was probably not clean. , is a sick pig.

There was nothing wrong with the sick pig, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it, waiting to turn over the bottom of the bowl.Good guy, there's not even a piece of meat, it's too dark!

Song Jingwen ordered two more dishes and asked them to deliver them to the two brothers who were watching the carriage.

A group of people gathered around a big table, not paying attention to anything, Song Jingwen asked Hua Bai to take out the pickles for dinner, "Brothers, you are welcome, they are all produced in our own factory, clean and delicious."

Fang Nanyu didn't lie to him, he still knew Song Jingwen's character, he was generous and honest.He called his brothers to eat quickly and rest early after eating.

Xie Feng felt sick for a while smelling the greasy smell of the noodles, but he still felt that he should not be too pretentious outside.In the past, he couldn't eat such greasy noodles, so he suppressed the physiological reaction of nausea and picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth.

Swallowing it stiffly, he drank two sips of water, thinking that this is nothing, it can be eaten!

Xie Feng picked up the second chopstick, and just smelling the smell, he couldn't help covering his mouth and ran out, the heart-piercing sound of vomiting echoed outside the station.

Song Jingwen ran out immediately, and asked Xie Feng with concern, "What's wrong?"

Xie Feng straightened up and said, "I can't eat it, it's too greasy."

Song Jingwen didn't think much about it, pinched the tip of Xie Feng's nose and persuaded, "Why don't you eat it if you can't eat it, just push it to me, and I'll give you something else."

Xie Feng shook his head, the tingling sensation still seemed to have substance, his whole body was a little vain, and he said wearily, "I won't eat, I'll go up and lie down for a while."

Song Jingwen climbed up to the second floor with the man in his arms, adjusted the quilt for Xie Feng and kissed him before going downstairs.

Holding a salted duck egg in his hand, Bai Jinrong was punching with a group of elders, "Hello brothers, three stars, four happiness, five leaders, six or six successes, seven coincidences."

"I lost, take a bite." The elders booed, watching Bai Jinrong wrinkled his small face and took a bite of chili sauce to stop the fuss.

Song Jingwen went downstairs and just sat down when Bai Jinrong found a savior. He sat down next to Song Jingwen and looked upstairs, "How is Brother Feng?"

Song Jingwen frowned, and absently twirled a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, "You must be motion sick, like our little wolf, you can't eat it."

"It turned out to be motion sickness." Bai Jinrong thought he had a cub, too, if there was a cub in his belly, he wouldn't be willing to go through such troubles.

Song Jingwen took two cans of hot and sour noodles from the car, and asked the waiter for a pot of hot water.

Xie Feng felt much more comfortable after lying down for a while, he stared at Song Jingwen busy, "What are you doing?"

Song Jingwen pressed Xie Feng's head and pushed him back, coaxing, "Little ancestor, please sleep a little longer. You are suffering from motion sickness. I will get some ginger slices tomorrow, and you will feel better if you press them on your wrists. "

Xie Feng smirked while covering the quilt, talking nonsense, "Then it's the same when I stick my head out of the car window."

Song Jingwen patted his fluttering little buttocks, and suggested more boldly, "See if there are any horse sellers nearby. Let's ride a horse and breathe the fresh air above. We're not in a hurry, so why not play all the way there."

Song Jingwen asked the buddy to carry a bucket of bath water behind the curtain. He soaked the hot and sour powder first, and then took a bath after the little ancestor finished eating, so he could sleep well.

Xie Feng swallowed uncontrollably at the sweet and sour food. Even the fans and soup base were eaten clean. He blinked his big eyes and smiled shyly, "Can we really ride horses?"

Song Jingwen picked him up again, slowly stripped him naked and threw him into the tub, licking the hot water, "Why not, my husband will learn how to ride a horse with you."

With a smile on the corner of Xie Feng's mouth, he was so excited that he almost couldn't fall asleep, even ignoring the strangeness of his stomach pain.

Just do what you say, and the group walked for more than half a day before arriving at a town. Song Jingwen followed Xie Feng and went to buy a horse. Neither of them knew how to ride a horse, so they felt safe riding together.

Song Jingwenshun bought a saddle and stirrups with him, and with the help of a horse dealer, he stepped onto the pure black horse, lovingly scratching the black horse's mane.

Song Jingwen gave the horse dealer fifty Wen, and the horse dealer happily taught Song Jingwen how to ride a horse.

Xie Feng watched enviously from below, and eagerly touched the horse's tail, eagerly tiptoed to reach Song Jingwen's hand, "I want to ride too."

Fortunately, this horse was docile enough, Song Jingwen lifted him up with a twist of his wrist, he tightly circled Xie Feng's waist, following the pace of the black horse, he also bumped forward, sticky and pillowed Xie Feng's neck.

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 17, 8.14th year of Yuanlong calendar

My cub is just a sesame glutinous rice ball, innocent and cute on the surface, but actually full of bad luck.Hey, this neck dimple is really similar, ha ha ha hiccup.If he didn't look like a porcelain doll like my wife, I would definitely have to clean him up.