Chapter 51: Second, its sound

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Yan Yan looked at the sides from the window slits. The road was more than two feet high on both sides. It was impossible to let it. The only way was to return it to the original, or the opposite carriage returned to the original.
If she wants to return, she naturally does not want this to be very long. It takes about a minute to get here. If she returns, she will waste two moments.
Someone ran over in the rain, and hurriedly said: "You, I am waiting to go back to the city, I will see that I will be cursed. If I miss it for a while, I will not be able to enter the city. I am sorry to ask you to make it convenient!"
This latter half of the sentence is said to Yan Yan.
Yan Yanzheng is hesitant to let it go, but the driver is a little anxious. "Our family is in the south of the city, still far away. The black light is raging, the road is muddy. If you return and come back, I am afraid that I will not be able to return home in the middle of the night. Short, back and forth is the time for two teas, you can catch up soon, please also talk to your host."
Standing under the car, the man saw the driver unwilling, and suddenly he was anxious, but because he was asking for hard life, he said: "Where can you get into the city if you miss two teas? Even if you fall into the middle of the night, you are still not Is there a place to go? If we can't catch up with the city, we will have to sleep in the rainy days, please give it to others."
When I closed the gate in time, I was estimated to have at least two moments, and the time was really urgent.
"Go back!"
"Go back!"
Yan Yanyi made a sound, but it was the same as a man in the opposite carriage.
The voice is low and magnetic, slightly lazy, and the words that are not too slow or slow, with the momentum of the superiors, are like the tides, and they are surrounded by people. There is nowhere to hide. However, in such a majesty, there is a faint faint faintness. If there is nothing to sway the heartstring, it is unbearable to think about it.
This voice... The bottom of my heart is a person who is chasing Su Fu. This unique voice is difficult to have one or two of thousands of people.
The hatchback was in silence. After the two interest, the man said: "Yun Lu, retreat."
A fluttering sentence, but there is a kind of momentum that people have to obey. When Yun Lu, who stood outside the Yanyan carriage, got the order, he no longer struggled and immediately returned.
The other's carriage slowly turned around on the narrow road. The skill of the driver was good. After a while, the car of Yan Yan moved.
The night is getting darker and harder, and it is almost impossible to see things. The lanterns are hung on the front corners of the carriage. They barely illuminate the place where they are less than a foot away. The driver in front seems to be unfamiliar with the road here. It’s only after two teas that I can see the open side.
The two carriages stopped side by side. According to the etiquette, Yan Yan should solemnly thank each other, but in the wilderness, it was raining again. The other party was an unidentified man. She could only walk across the wall: "Thank you for Lang Jun... ..."
"Hey, what is the use of Xie, because we didn't send it into the city, shouldn't we ask us to stay overnight for one night?" Then a sultry female voice interjected.
Yan Yan slightly raised his eyebrows, this voice is also very distinctive, just heard of it in the day, it is the Shu Niang who claimed to be mixed with Wagangzhai. Thinking of her muttering words, Yan Yan bent his lips, it seems that the man in the car, eight achievements are "already do not need her breastfeeding" Lang Jun.
Yan Yan is not bad for Shu Niang, and people have let it go. After learning that they want to sleep in the rainy night, they should be polite.
Through the window slits, Yan Yan looked out. The other side had only two carriages, a gorgeous carriage with a window, and the other was slightly smaller, but it was many times higher than the ordinary carriage. There is one driver outside each of the two cars, a small sister, plus Shu Niang and Na Langjun. There are a total of six people, maybe more, but no more than ten, but there is a team guard on Zhuang. Here, there is the Tang Dynasty with the rule of law. It is not a troubled world. Even if they have something unconcerned, they would not dare to commit crimes under the eyes of the government.
"The disadvantages are simple. If you don't mind, please wait for me to rest for a night." Yan Yan followed her words.
Shu Niang snorted, "This is almost the same!"
"So, thank you mother." The voice of the man is very easy to create a sense of oppression, but it is also elegant.
Yan Yan faintly said, "You don't have to be polite." He told the driver to take it in front.
In the carriage behind, a dark purple attire, half leaning on the couch, one hand holding the head on one side, the other long and clasped hand holding the bamboo raft, plucking the wick in the palace lantern in front, the ink half Scattered, covering most of the face, wide-sleeved robes scattered around the body, complex dark lines wrapped around the corners.
The four-corner lamp suddenly flickered for a few times, and the place where the lamp was glued was picked up, and the car was suddenly bright and bright, reflecting the fact that he was half-masked after the ink.
The man put down the bamboo pole and picked up the folding fan on the few, but did not fan, but held the fan handle tightly, and the car was soaring and murderous in the car, but it was only a moment, then it was calm again.
The coachman in the city is very familiar with the nearby roads, even in the rainy night, it is very smooth.
After half an hour, the carriage finally stopped at the gate of the hospital. The driver and the doorman greeted each other. The door opened and several cars drove into the village.
Xing Niang had already waited anxiously at the side yard, and saw several carriages coming over. I was puzzled in my heart. I couldn’t tell which car was sitting on the car. I held up the umbrella and took the lantern to the carriage. Come over.
The coachman of Xingfu knew Xing Niang and saw her come over and said, "Mother is here."
Xing Niang handed the lantern to the driver, and reached out to help Yan Yan get off. The two walked down the gallery. Xing Niang asked her to wipe the rain on her body and asked: "Jiro is coming? How many cars?"
"No, my brother bought me two cars and brought them back. The other two carriages are the guests I met. I will explain them to you later. Let me help you, let them arrange accommodation. "冉颜道.
Shu Niang jumped from the carriage with her umbrella and walked to the gorgeous carriage. He said, "Lang Jun, get off."
Yan Yan put on the power fence and noticed the carriage. She wanted to know how the people who had such voices were born.
The body was slightly swaying, and a deep purple robes jumped off the carriage, and Shu Niang immediately lifted the umbrella to his head. The male figure is slender, and Shu Niang only goes to his shoulders, so the umbrella is not high, just coverting his face to a large part, the light is dim, and the face is separated by the power fence. Naturally, it is not clear.
When they arrived at the gallery together, Shu Niang took a look at Yan Yan, and said nothing to himself: "To Kaifeng in Luoyang, I saw that they were boring, but I didn't expect the southern woman to go out to wear a power fence!

Xing Niang’s eyes flashed a bit of dissatisfaction, and her tone was not rude, but she was absolutely not enthusiastic.
The old slaves did not know that there were guests coming, and they were not prepared. If you are slow, please forgive me.

Shu Niang was somewhat dissatisfied with Xing Niang's state. She put away the umbrella in her hand and shook it abruptly. All the tricks were shaken on Xing Niang, but she did not affect Yan Yan and the man.
Going to cover the object, look up and look at the tall man in the purple robe.
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