His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

When the soldier saw the token, his face immediately changed.Kneeling down hurriedly, begging for mercy to the people in the carriage tremblingly: "Little man, I don't know Mount Tai with eyes. I don't know if it's Young Master Ye driving me. I hope Young Master Ye will forgive me."

"Since you know it's me, let's go quickly." The voice was cold.

The soldier shivered, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, you guys will let me go." The Ye family is in charge of the military department, and their methods are extremely ruthless. If he offends them, he will definitely be in trouble. and left.

An Yehua looked thoughtfully at the cyan token in Mo Yu's hand which he had already brought in.

It is impossible for him not to know this token, this token is often worn by the old man of the Ye family.

As far as he knows, this token can only be obtained by the blood of the Ye family, and all members of the Ye family are excellent in martial arts, there are masters in the mansion, and there are guards to protect them when they go out.It is almost impossible to steal this jade pendant, so why did he have this token? Could it be that this young man colluded with the people in the Ye Mansion?

Thinking of his gloomy expression here, it seems that he has to pay attention to which spy is in Ye Mansion, after all, Ye Mansion is now his right-hand man.

After leaving the city, their itinerary went much smoother, with no obstacles along the way.

An Yehua wanted to start a conversation with Mo Yu, but he realized that this man was like an iceberg of ten thousand years, no matter what he said, he would only reply with a hmm.In order to ease the embarrassment, An Yehua opened the curtain and looked outside the carriage.

At this time, the carriage had just driven out of the imperial city not far away, and it was autumn, and the outside was golden yellow.

An Yehua saw the wheat seedlings dancing in the wind, like golden waves, and there were still a few farmers busy in the field.

Although the weather was cold, those peasants were shirtless and wiping the sweat from their foreheads, obviously extremely tired.An Yehua was happy to see this picture of the harvest in the countryside, and a sincere smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth.

The carriage drove on for a long time, from morning to noon.

"Coo, coo—" In the silence, the voice was particularly piercing.

An Yehua scratched his head in embarrassment, and looked in the direction where Mo Yu was.He just dozed off in the car for a while, and he woke up really hungry now.

"Don't worry, the inn will be here soon." Mo Yu looked at him and said, although his tone was flat, An Yehua could hear the hint of doting from his tone.

For this reason, An Yehua had goosebumps all over his body, and now he wanted to slap himself twice, what a fucking dangerous idea.

But fortunately, Mo Yu didn't seem to have any malice towards him, so he relaxed a bit.

……

The old man who drove the cart was tying the horse to the post.

An Yehua went up to get close, "Old man, what's your name?"

"Hey, I don't need any title, you can just call me Uncle Wang." The old man driving the car had tawny skin, and when he smiled, his face was full of dimples, but he was still kind.

An Yehua was an acquaintance, and immediately asked, "Uncle Wang, where is this place?"

The old man replied with a hoarse voice with a smile: "This is Qingqiu Town."

An Yehua chatted with the old man again, trying to get a feel for the old man's tone, but unexpectedly, the old man was very tight-lipped and unwilling to reveal anything more.He also had no choice but to walk into the inn resentfully.

Mo Yu was already sitting at a table and chair at this moment, and when he saw An Yehua come in, he raised his eyebrows slightly.