On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

"Look! It's the flag of the Guan Family Army in Hezhou!"

"We finally arrived in Hezhou! We can have a good sleep!"

"With many adults here, General Guan will definitely prepare wine and food to entertain us!"

From Yong'an City to Hezhou, the group hurried slowly, but it still took almost a month. Along the way, they suffered a lot, but when they saw the flag of Guan Jiajun, they felt like they were home.

Xu Shihuan no longer suffered from abdominal pain and became lively and energetic again. Several times she wanted to rush out to ride a horse and return to the Guan Army's camp as early as possible.

However, she cannot do this in public or private matters. Yu Gong, she is the translator personally appointed by the emperor, and escorting Princess Shuhui is her duty on this trip. Personally, she couldn't leave Wen Yidi alone.

Wen Yidi, on the other hand, was busy choosing clothes. With great difficulty, he washed his hair in the carriage. Now, he dug out all the clothes he had brought and asked Xu Shihuan which one he should wear.

"Actually, I think they're pretty much the same!"

Xu Shihuan felt that Wen Yidi was really unnecessary. Only her grandfather, a big boss, would not care about what Wen Yidi was wearing. But she really didn't want to lose her temper with Wen Yidi over such a trivial matter, so she pointed at a set of clothes and said:

"Just wear this one, it will make you look more elegant."

Not to mention, after he finished cleaning up, Xu Shihuan felt his eyes light up after seeing it. When it comes to looks, Wen Yidi really hasn't lost.

However, as their team got closer and closer to Hezhou, Xu Shihuan finally noticed something was wrong with Wen Yidi. His body was trembling slightly, but his cold palms were wet, and there was actually sweat on his palms.

Seeing Xu Shihuan's eyes full of worry, Wen Yidi took a long breath and said a little unnaturally:

"I'm... okay, I'm just a little nervous."

Seeing his appearance, Xu Shihuan burst out laughing, and then comforted:

"Grandpa is more fierce when leading troops. He has a good personality in private. You don't need to feel nervous."

Wen Yidi nodded and unconsciously held Xu Shihuan's hand a little tighter. He has met many noble people, and he can tolerate them even if they are difficult to get along with.

But this time it was different. The person he wanted to see was Xu Shihuan's grandfather. Wen Yidi didn't know how the servants of Guan Mansion would introduce the relationship between him and Xu Shihuan in the letter.

Is it a businessman who wants to climb high, or is it the male favorite that the eldest lady is looking for on a whim, or is it Xu Shihuan's... sweetheart?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He was so happy with Xu Shihuan these days that he forgot about his own weight and started to have such unrealistic dreams.

He knew that Xu Shihuan was somewhat sincere towards him, but this was only in private. With an identity like his, he would never be able to get on the stage.

But Wen Yidi still had some unrealistic illusions and tried to behave as decently as possible. In this way, the possibility of him staying by Xu Shihuan's side might increase.

"Master Xu! Someone is coming!"

Outside the carriage, a call suddenly came. Xu Shihuan poked his head out and saw a group of people rushing toward them in the distance. The leader was clearly that boy Cheng Huaiyuan.

Xu Shihuan could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart and said to Wen Yidi:

"Grandpa sent someone to pick us up. I'll go out and take a look first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she put on her outer robe and rushed out like flying. If possible, Wen Yidi would also like to follow her. Unfortunately, he can't. He could only open a small crack in the curtain and look at Xu Shihuan's back along the crack, getting further and further away from him.

It didn't take long for the two teams to join together. Xu Shihuan and Cheng Huaiyuan rode horses and walked forward side by side, looking like a pair of lovers.

The premise is, ignore what they said at this time.

"You mean, Wen Yidi came with you? So along the way, did you two..."

Cheng Huaiyuan deliberately prolonged the ending of his voice and waved his hands dishonestly in front of Xu Shihuan, for fear that she would not understand his deeper intentions!

"Get out of here! Do you think I'm you? You're just a person who only cares about your kidneys but not your heart!"

Saying that, Xu Shihuan raised his foot and was about to kick him up.

"No, no, no, brother, I was wrong, brother, there are so many people, please save some face for me."

Only then did Xu Shihuan realize that Cheng Huaiyuan was a manager in Guan Jiajun after all, and he could no longer hit him whenever he wanted like before. So, she rolled her eyes and took back her extended leg.

However, their reactions seemed a bit flirtatious to others.

"I'm afraid only General Cheng can control a woman like Master Xu."

"Do you think General Guan will settle their marriage this time?"

"That's not certain. When General Cheng returned to Yong'an City last time, they said he was going to the Xu Mansion to propose marriage. However, a few days later, General Cheng came back alone."

"Master Wen, you should be better informed. Are Master Xu and General Cheng a couple?"

Because of the cattle and sheep business, Guan Jiajun's attitude towards the Wen family has improved a lot now. Seeing Wen Yidi is like seeing the God of Wealth.

At this moment, Wen Yidi was surrounded by a group of soldiers, listening to them gossiping about Xu Shihuan and Cheng Huaiyuan. Seeing them asking him by name, Wen Yidi pretended to be mysterious and said leisurely:

"How can you tell outsiders about this kind of thing?"

"What about Mr. Wen?"

A brave soldier suddenly asked. Wen Yidi was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be sour and said:

"How can I be so lucky?"

A group of people suddenly laughed. Xu Shihuan suddenly looked back and found that Wen Yidi and Guan Jiajun were in harmony, and the worry in his heart disappeared without a trace.

No one noticed that Wen Yidi's tightly clenched palms were bleeding with his fingernails. He looked at Cheng Huaiyuan's back, with some murderous intent hidden in his eyes:

A talented man and a beautiful woman? Do you deserve it?