Chapter 83: When will it crash?

At the same time, a carriage drove past us, and looked closely, it turned out to be exactly the same as the carriage we are sitting in now!
While the two carriages were passing by, I suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the outside. The entire carriage shook violently. It turned out that it was the carriage plates on our carriage that were utterly ripped. drop!
Now the whole carriage is almost completely renewed. It is full of solid pine and fine carvings on the outside, but not just the majestic Panlong Tuanfeng, but auspicious clouds and flying tigers, inlaid with some glittering turquoise stones. Falling from the top, the wind veiled up, as if shrouded in clouds.
Everything happened in a short moment.
When I turned back again, the same carriage as ours had quickly driven out of the lane, inserted into the original convoy, as if nothing had happened, the convoy slowly headed towards the avenue.
It's a good idea to change the sky. People in the palace know more or less. Every time the royal family goes on tour, they will use the stand-in to make doubts. He does nothing wrong.
But—I felt something wrong in my heart.
Why did he do this after leaving the palace?
Although there are thousands of doubts in my heart, of course, I will not ask Pei Yuanzhang, and he is definitely not a person who can explain. The carriage left the imperial city in this way and slowly headed south.
The next days are very calm. There are not many people on the official road. Other horseshoes can be heard passing by from time to time. All that remains is the monotonous sound of the wheels bumping against the ground, making this journey even more apparent. Lonely.
Along the way, Pei Yuanzhang never said a word.
He sits and drinks every day, and rarely even looks at me. It seems that he doesn't know me who is close at hand, and I, if he doesn't speak, of course I won't take the initiative to ask him what to say.
This atmosphere seemed to be back to the night before leaving the imperial city. In his palace, I and him, the silent confrontation.
However, the confrontation this time was longer, and it gradually seemed to merge into this small space, even the air was tight.
Just, I don't know when it will crash.
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On this day, he drank a lot of alcohol, then leaned on the couch, and seemed to fall asleep.
The curtain dangled, and some cold wind came in from time to time. I thought about it, picked up a snow wolf fur coat and covered it gently, then backed up to the corner of the compartment and sat quietly for a while, I was really bored. He simply picked up a book from the corner and flipped it.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the book in my hand turned out to be "Shushu Notes".
When I opened the book, those familiar comments came into my eyes, and the familiar figure flashed in front of me. Every time I appeared in the hidden cabinet, it was so quiet and jade. Like his flowing font, people felt that Not gentle. I couldn't help but stretch out my fingers again, and slowly drag along the smooth strokes, swimming like dancing.
As with the last time, when writing the last
Zi
character, the fingers fluttered like a butterfly.
My gaze also looked past my fingertips, and I was caught off guard by a pair of cold eyes.
Somehow, Pei Yuanzhang was awake and was looking at me.