Xue Ling had not spoken yet, but Zeng Yi had already raised his hand to stop the carriage and horse.

He turned over and dismounted and asked, "What's wrong."

Xue Ling lowered her eyes and said, "Sizhu thought she was riding in the car, and she felt a little uncomfortable."

Zeng Yi thought for a moment and said, "I'll find a place to park and rest for half an hour. If the Sizhu girl is better, she will rush on the road again. If it's not better, I'll transfer a carriage and let her follow her in the back. What?"

Xue Ling couldn't think of a better way, so she nodded, "I'm working hard."

I remember getting on the horse.

This time, the car and horses stopped for a short while.

It's a very empty place.

Xue Ling lay down with Sizhu, "You have a rest, I'll go and see if you can boil some hot water."

When she got out of the car, Zeng Yi had already set up a fire. Xue Ling stopped for a moment and walked over.

Zeng Yi sat with his back to her. When he heard the light footsteps behind him stopped, he seemed to tremble.

The footsteps sounded again, but Zeng Yi didn't dare to move.

Until Xue Ling sat next to him, he took a firewood and threw it into the fire.

Zeng Yi's tense expression finally relaxed a little.

"Thank you." Xue Ling spoke first.

The firelight was printed on the faces of the two, and no one looked at each other.

Zeng Yi said, "It's because I'm not thinking well that I shouldn't have invited you to go this trip."

Xue Ling half raised her eyes, and her long eyelashes covered her emotions, "I have to go this trip, so you will speak with me. You have done a lot, and I know."

Zeng Yi was holding a piece of firewood in his hand. When he heard Xue Ling's words, his hand couldn't help but tighten.

He had guessed what Xue Ling was going to say next, but he still had to sit upright and listen to her finish.

"It was our daughter's weak family that slowed down the journey."

Zeng Yi didn't know what he thought of, and his throat was a little astringent, "It's okay."

Xue Ling was silent for a little while before saying, "Mr. He is a lofty ambition and is a career in his career. He is different from the Jiangling Wu clan. He did not plan to do anything. The last time he entrusted me to take care of you, I am afraid that this will not last long in the future."

Zeng Yi had already expected this result. He picked up the kettle and put a lot of tea in the kettle to rush to refresh his mind at night. At this time, the tea soup was cool and bitter, and it was lingering between his lips and teeth, and it never dissipated for a long time. "I was just about to tell you that Huang Changsun and the Xue family had some past entanglements. If you go to the north, be more careful."

Xue Ling nodded lightly.

A feeling of guilt arises in my heart.

After the water was boiled, Zeng Yi poured some hot water for her.

Xue Ling thanked him and returned to the carriage.

Chang Shan knew that he had said the wrong thing. When he saw Xue Ling leave, he moved over with a small step, "Young Master, have you explained it clearly to Miss Xue?"

Zeng Yi sighed, "It's not something you don't say clearly, it's her."

Don't ask.

Don't care,

Don't care at all.

Chang Shan became more and more uneasy, "I'm sorry, why don't you scold me or beat me up."

Zeng Yi glanced at him and said, "You blame me for what you did."

Chang Shan looked apologetic, "Young Master, please make a needle to sew my mouth up, so that I can feel better."

Zeng Yi smiled gently, "Don't care, it has nothing to do with you. Some problems are what I owe. However, if the Sizhu girl can't improve yet, I will transfer a carriage to you. Do you have any opinions if you take care of her?"

"No, no, my son is willing to give me ten thousand hearts. The two girls, Sizhu and Siyu, are the same as my aunt's level."

Zeng Yi looked at him helplessly, "If you hadn't suffered a lot with me since childhood, I really wanted to drive you away."

Chang Shan quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to speak much.

Xue Ling fed Sizhu some hot water and carefully calculated. She had just walked halfway, and Siyu felt a little uncomfortable when she started taking the bus, and she had been holding on these days.

"Sizhu, you have a rest for a while, let's leave first. Mr. Zeng will find someone to take care of you. Your itinerary will slow down. I think you will feel better."

Sizhu didn't dare to say much, "Girl, am I dragging you down?"

Xue Ling smiled, "How could it be? I'm so tired, you can run around with me. It doesn't matter, I will wait for you."

It was a big deal, Si Zhu didn't dare to say much, and nodded gently.

After resting, set off again.

Zeng Yi arranged for Changshan to accompany Sizhu to walk back.

It took another day to go.

The weather is getting drier.

After staying in the carriage for several days, Xue Ling felt that her body was about to fall apart.

She really admired Zeng Yi.

For several days, I never closed my eyes at night.

Siyu couldn't help but exclaim, "Mr. Zeng is tough in nature, different from ordinary people."

"Well, it's better to be better than others."

I think it was because I suffered a lot of hardships to have today's heart.

Xue Ling looked at the crops on both sides of the road, and the fields were already dry and cracked.

Everything, heard in your ears, is indeed completely different from what you see with your own eyes.

Her mood finally fluctuated. If she came to the north, she would just want to change the fate of the witch clan in Jiangling.

So, at this moment, she finally had a more intuitive feeling about natural disasters and man-made disasters.

This is what we should do when we can learn and apply what we learn.

The carriage finally landed in front of a wide house, which was a government office.

The two soldiers in front of the door thought they knew Zeng Yi and looked happy, "Mr. Zeng is here. His Highness Changsun is so anxious now. Now he is in the yamen to meet all the heads of the witch family in the north and discuss drought. Mr. go quickly."

Zeng Yi glanced at Xue Ling and Jiang Xiuwen, "Xuwen, Miss Xue San, come in with me,"

He said to the two soldiers, "You find someone and settle them."

Xue Ling was in a state of dust all the way. At this time, she stepped into the government office and saw a lot of people standing at the yamen. Judging from the appearance, the next few were all elderly people.

It is probably all the witch tribes with names and surnames in the north.

Nangong Sheng sat at the top of the head and saw Zeng Yi, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Shi Yue is finally back."

But his eyes fell on Jiang Xiuwen and Xue Ling behind Zeng Yi, and paused for a moment.

Nangong Sheng didn't say anything.

But someone below couldn't help it.

The first person to speak was the prefect of Fengcheng.

He asked in confusion, "Mr. Zeng went to Jiangling for help, the witch doctor."

He looked at Jiang Xiuwen, "It's not this young man!"

Zeng Yi turned around, "This Miss Xue is the head of the Xue family in Jiangling, and this young master of the Jiang family is the eldest son of the Jiangling family in Jiangling."

The Fengcheng Prefect didn't say much, but just fell down in an instant.

He still had high hopes for the witch doctor in the south. At this moment, looking at Xue Ling and the others, the loss on his face could not be concealed.

"Thank you two," he said politely as the prefect.
Chapter completed!