The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

The affairs of Yongfu Village were almost settled, and Gu Yundong, Shao Qingyuan and Xing Wenming went back to Fucheng in a carriage.

The most excited one was Tong Shuitao. She seemed to want to go back to Xue Rong as soon as possible to discuss marriage.

Therefore, on the way back, she took the initiative to take over the job of driving the carriage, and the speed was so fast that Gu Yundong couldn't help laughing and crying.

Fortunately, although it is fast, Tong Shuitao's skills are good, and the carriage is still stable.

However, just when the carriage was less than five kilometers away from the gate of Fucheng, there was a sudden loud cry from behind.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly, get out of the carriage ahead."

Gu Yundong and the others quickly lifted the curtains of the car to look out, and saw a carriage rushing fast behind them.

The speed was astonishingly fast. Even if Tong Shuitao reacted quickly and wanted to turn around, it was too late. The carriage was too bulky.

Shao Qingyuan frowned and got off the back of the carriage directly, "You keep walking forward, speed up, and don't get hit by the back."

"Brother Shao." Gu Yundong just shouted, and the carriage behind him had already reached Shao Qingyuan.

Shao Qingyuan made a quick move, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the reins of the horse, followed by running a few steps and quickly turned over, then with a sullen face, he firmly grasped the reins.

He didn't dare to pull the horse to a stop immediately, and he was pulling the carriage behind him. If he stopped suddenly while running so fast, the carriage could easily roll over due to inertia.

The horse neighed and seemed a little uncomfortable, but under the pull of Shao Qingyuan, it stopped rampaging.

It is still running forward, but the speed has slowed down.

Not long after, the carriage finally stopped slowly.

Gu Yundong had been looking back, and upon seeing this, he immediately asked Tong Shuitao to turn around and go back to pick up someone.

Shao Qingyuan got off the horse. He also saw that there was something wrong with the horse. Just in case, he untied the connecting rope between the horse and the car.

There were still people in the carriage, but Shao Qingyuan didn't plan to worry about it.

Just said something outside, "It's all right."

The voice fell, and the curtain of the carriage was pulled open.

First, the face of a middle-aged man over fifty years old was revealed. He looked gentle, but because of the accident just now, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he looked a little embarrassed.

When he got off the carriage, he stumbled slightly, but fortunately, he quickly held the door to stand firm, and then shook his hands and arched towards Shao Qingyuan, "Thank you, Young Master, for your help."

"No." He just didn't want their carriage to hit his own.

The middle-aged man looked at the red palm of Shao Qingyuan with sharp eyes, and whispered, "Master, is your hand injured?"

Shao Qingyuan raised his hands and looked at it, and it was not a big problem, but when he was pulling the reins just now, he was bleeding due to too much force, and only now did he feel a little tingling.

"It's okay, I'll just go back and apply some medicine."

The middle-aged man still wanted to speak, but just opened his mouth, but there were a few hooves behind him again. A few people rode their horses and ran to the front to stop, followed by jumping off their horses, facing the direction of the carriage. Ask, "Is Miss okay, the little guard is not strong, please forgive me."

Shao Qingyuan glanced at them, then walked to the side.

"I'm fine." There was a sound from the carriage, followed by the curtain being pulled open, and the next moment a young and beautiful woman appeared.