nviting, who would dare refuse But when the words reached his lips, they changed into: "To agree so readily, is it to come and see the grand ceremony, or to come and see Quan Qingcheng"Ye Wenyan ponde..."Sister, where is the General's carriage I can't see it anywhere." Zhuier's voice trembled, not from the cold, but from fear. 。Ye Wen shook his head helplessly, “Who knows which way Ma has run off to in this state He's long since left the caravan.” 。“Have you noticed when things started to go wrong”

Zhuier cried with a mournful face: “It should have been about an hour’s worth of tea, and I heard the horse neigh once. Our carriage tilted backward, the driver told us to hold on, so I didn't think much of it” 。Later, the carriage went faster and faster. Although I was scared inside, it was snowing and windy too heavily. I was afraid that if I lifted the curtain, my sister would get cold, so I didn't look outside the whole time. 。lady, he walked slowly away. The slower he walked, the more he heard. He overheard a conversation between Jun Tao and the old lady. He learned that this teahouse was now run by the old lady's nephew...