After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

The two carriages left Yanbo Town.

Yan Mobai lifted a corner of the window curtain and looked outside, his handsome brows slightly furrowed.

"parking."

The driver quickly pulled the reins: "Whoa!"

His carriage stopped, and Yuan Ziyan's carriage behind him naturally stopped as well.

Yuan Ziyan lifted the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Mobai lifted the door curtain and asked the two drivers, "Who among you can ride a horse?"

The driver of Yuan Ziyan's carriage replied, "I will."

"Unload a horse and ride back to town to buy some crabapple cakes. We will be crossing the Misty Mountain in a while and it will take a day to walk. These cakes will be used as lunch." Yan Mobai ordered.

Yuan Ziyan didn't expect that this was the reason for the stop: "We have prepared dry food."

"Begonia cake is the specialty of this town." Yan Mobai said calmly.

Ok.

Yuan Ziyan didn't say anything else.

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Ning Miao sat in the carriage, lifting the window curtain and looking forward.

I just hope the carriage can go faster and faster.

But along the way, she didn't see Yan Mobai and his carriage, so she felt that the possibility of catching up was slim.

After all, they set out at Chenshi, while they set out at 2:30 am, and there was no shortcut here.

Ning Miao had no choice but to give up as he still couldn't catch up even after leaving Yanbo Town.

Forget it, let’s talk about it when we get to Jiangnan.

Ning Miao lowered the curtains and said to Chunlan, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

I leaned against the car wall and closed my eyes. After a while, I heard Yan Changjing's voice coming from the front.

"Second brother, why are you guys stopped here? Is the carriage broken down?"

She immediately sat up and lifted the curtain again to look out.

Two carriages were parked on the side of the road ahead.

Probably due to lighting issues, the door curtains and window drapes of one of the carriages were wide open. Yan Mobai was sitting inside, reading a book in his hands.

Hearing Yan Changjing's voice, he raised his eyes and looked over.

His gaze met Ning Miao's in the air.

Their eyes met, his were deep and Ning Miao's were full of apology.

He turned his eyes away and replied to Yan Changjing calmly: "Tell the driver to go back and buy something."

Yan Changjing said "Oh".

Ning Miao really hoped that Yan Changjing would also stop and say that everyone should go together.

However, no.

Not only that, he also said to Yan Mobai: "We are in a hurry, so we will go ahead."

Then, Yuan Ziyan, who was sitting in another carriage and looking outside through the window curtain, replied: "Well, you go first. We have official business to attend to, so it is not convenient for us to go with you."

Ning Miao no longer had the nerve to talk about going together.

He could only watch his carriage passing by the carriages of Yan Mobai and the others, moving farther and farther away.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, and she quickly took out a book to pass the time on the road and ink for drawing eyebrows from her bag.

He randomly opened a page of the book, used the inkjet pen to quickly write two words on it: Xin Yu.

"Stop the car!" She told the driver, lifting the door curtain.

The driver stopped the car.

Yan Changjing heard this and stopped the carriage. He jumped off the carriage and asked, "What happened to my lady?"

"I have finished reading a book I borrowed from my second brother before, and I want Chunlan to return it to him."

Chunlan obeyed the order and prepared to get off the car with the book, but Yan Changjing reached out and took the book from her: "It's only a few steps away. I'll carry it for you, so you don't have to get off the car and cause trouble."

He was in a hurry.

Ning Miao narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was not easy to refuse, so he could only say: "Thank you, Yanlang."

As Yan Changjing walked quickly back home, he glanced at the title of the book, "Two Heroes of the World". From the title, he knew that it was a book of legendary stories.

On this side, Yan Mobai was just about to lower the door curtains and window draperies when he saw Yan Changjing jogging back with a book in his hand.

"Second brother, my wife asked me to return the book I borrowed from you."

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to take it.

Yan Changjing smiled and said, "I thought my second brother only read books about governing a country and bringing peace to the world, but I didn't expect that my second brother would also read books about legends."

"It's not mine, it's Chi Feng and the others' book." Yan Mobai threw the book aside and replied in a calm voice.

The banquet leader nodded: "That's what I said."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Yan Mobai say, "It will take many days to get to Jiangnan. I have some other books here. You can give them to your eldest sister-in-law to help her pass the time."

After saying that, he turned his head and took the book he had been reading. He moved his long fingers slightly, closed the book, folded a corner of the page he had been reading, and handed it to Yan Changjing.

Yan Changjing took it, took a look at it, and found that it was a boring history of the previous dynasty. He wanted to return it to him, but thinking that the journey was indeed long and his wife might like to read it, he accepted it again.

"Then I will thank my second brother on behalf of my wife."

Yan Changjing left with the book. Yan Mobai caught a glimpse of Yuan Ziyan coming out of the carriage from the corner of his eye.

He picked up the book that Yan Changjing had just handed him, flipped through it quickly, and saw two more words "Xin Yu" written on one of the pages. He tore it off, put it in his sleeve, closed the book, and put it aside.

The movements are done in one go.

Yuan Ziyan came to the carriage and said, "Sir, can you let me see that legendary book? I have nothing to do on the road."

"Of course." Yan Mobai turned his head, picked up the book thrown aside and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Yuan Ziyan took the book and returned to the carriage.

Yan Mobai lowered the door curtains and window draperies and took out the paper from his sleeve.

New Feather.

The two words were written in a very sloppy manner, and it was obvious that they were written in a hurry.

It's not ink, it's more like charcoal.

I brought it to my nose and sniffed it. Luodai?

Is this to tell him that after arriving in Jiangnan, she will stay at Xinyu Inn?

Here, Yan Changjing handed the book to Ning Miao through the car window: "Madam, my second brother said it was for you to kill time, so I took it over. I wonder if you like it or not?"

Ning Miao didn't expect Yan Mobai to return a book to her. She reached out to take it and glanced at the title.

“It’s a long road, but it’s worth seeing.”

The carriage moved on.

Ning Miao flipped through the book.

Seeing that one of the pages had a small corner folded, she went to take a closer look at the contents of that page.

This page describes the story of Pan Zhi, the Shangshu Sheng of the previous dynasty, who fought against floods in Jiangnan and stayed at Huazui Inn, the oldest inn in Jiangnan.

So, this is to tell her that he will stay in this inn after arriving in Jiangnan?

Ning Miao curled his lips.

I didn't expect that this bastard had such a tacit understanding with her.

She just felt that it would take seven or eight days to go to Jiangnan. According to the current situation, it would be difficult for them to travel together. If they waited for each other, it would waste time. Moreover, it would be easy to get lost. It would be better for them to just meet in Jiangnan.

Chunlan saw all of Ning Miao's actions.

I couldn't help but ask her in a low voice: "Madam, you and the second young master..."

Ning Miao smiled and didn't intend to hide it from her: "Well, he and I are like you can see."

Chunlan was not too surprised.

Previously, her eldest lady had gone to great lengths to post notices in order to lure out the second young master.

After being led out, the second young master took her mistress's hand and went to an inn nearby. She saw it clearly.

But she always felt that it was not worth it.

She could never forget how the Second Young Master was so heartless before and wanted to beat her mistress to death.