Sister, look at him!

As the saying goes, fireworks are everywhere in Yangzhou in March.

It's almost February in the blink of an eye, and He Qingwan is planning to leave for Yangzhou.

Jing Zhan didn't agree at first, but He Qingwan's eyes turned red and big tears fell down.

Finally, Jing Zhan agreed, but the Queen Mother was not suitable to travel around, so He Qingwan could not reveal his identity during this trip.

"Take a boat? I got a flying boat in my last life."

Mu Yan and He Qingwan shared the system screen.

He Qingwan raised her delicate fingers and stroked the screen, and suddenly laughed.

"Ayan, this is the pistol you gave me."

It was a very ordinary sentence, but Mu Yan burst into tears.

He didn't know why he was crying, it was very confusing.

He had obviously been through so much, suffered so much, and had become indestructible, but why could he not help wanting to cry when he heard He Qingwan say this?

008 told him that He Qingwan had a special identity, so he could get tens of millions times the ordinary reward from He Qingwan. He thought he had always been aiming for a reward tens of millions times greater.

But the more he got along with He Qingwan, the more he was attracted to her. It was not just a superficial love between men and women, but a sense of identification from the soul.

He Qingwan's wisdom, He Qingwan's shrewdness, and the calmness and indifference with which he can look at everything as a bystander even when he is caught in the center of a whirlpool.

She is always so calm and indifferent, like a god, and doesn't take anything seriously.

The rewards that He Qingwan brought him made him much higher than others from the beginning. He was not bound to the super rich system, nor to any counterattack strategy system.

The most useless Holy Father system he was bound to.

He can't hurt others and can only allow others to hurt him.

When he was on the verge of death many times, he kept wondering, if it was He Qingwan, what would she do?

If I survive this time, will I be one step closer to meeting He Qingwan?

He wanted to see He Qingwan and ask him what he should do.

"Okay, stop crying, Ayan." He Qingwan touched Mu Yan's head patiently and let him cry on his lap.

Mu Yan shook his head and just hugged her legs and cried.

Seeing this, He Qingwan stopped comforting him. She stroked Mu Yan's head with one hand and looked through Mu Yan's system backpack with the other.

Soon, she found a gorgeous carriage.

She didn't plan to take a boat trip. The canal route was not mature. She was already planning a new route, but it still required an opportunity. She couldn't just hand over the new route.

After all, she was a woman who had never traveled far.

This trip to Yangzhou is a good opportunity.

There are some other things that need to be put on the agenda.

He Qingwan lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Yan, who was lying on his legs and crying tiredly.

She never forgot her purpose, she wanted merit.

So she wants to create achievements, achievements that the whole world will know and sing about!

……

Yue Yinling had always thought that his family was rich enough, and it was no exaggeration to say that they were as rich as a country. But why did he want to say something after seeing the carriage in front of him:

"Poverty limits my imagination"

The carriage in front of him was pulled by eight Ferghana horses. The flags raised had the family crests of the Dingguo Mansion and the He Family. The saddles were black armor saddles that could only be worn by royal horses.

This is secondary. The main thing is that the carriage is pulled by horses. It is really...

Yue Yinling couldn't describe it.

All I can say is that even he, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, was astonished by what he saw.

"Sister, did you pull a house?"

Yue Yinling asked sincerely.

He Qingwan smiled without saying anything. This carriage was indeed no different from a house. Moreover, since it was something from the world of immortal cultivation, the carriages were engraved with space magic. The space inside was much larger than it looked from the outside.

There are not too many people traveling this time, only two masters, Empress Dowager Zhaoyuan He Qingwan, and the Little Overlord of Shendu Yue Yinling.

The only chief steward is Kui Muyan.

There were twelve servants, a clever palace maid Linlang, a nanny Chun who knew medicine, and ten Jinyiwei with high martial arts skills.

He Qingwan and Mu Yan sat in the middle of the carriage, while two Jinyiwei sat outside driving the car.

Because this carriage is from the world of immortal cultivation, its layout is different from that of ordinary carriages.

The driver's seat is not as simple as that in other carriages. It is cushioned and has a sunshade, more like a semi-enclosed outer room.

At the rear of the carriage, there is a terrace similar to the one at the rear of a train, on which some large pieces of luggage are placed.

To enter the inner room from the outer room of the carriage, one must first lift a layer of gauze curtain, then a thick silk door curtain, and then a pearl curtain made of South China Sea clam pearls.

There is a screen embroidered with rare and exotic animals as a partition after entering. On the left and right sides are rosewood cabinets that reach the top of the room. The doors are closed and contain some daily necessities.

There are a few soft cushions on the front side of the cabinet door, which are prepared for Linlang and Nanny Chun. Normally they only need to be on standby here.

After walking around the screen, you can see the car windows on both sides. The curtains of the car windows are designed in the same way as the door curtains, with a layer of gauze, a layer of cloth, and a layer of bead curtains.

There are cabinets nailed on both sides and below the car windows. The cabinets are very wide and can also serve as tables.

Opposite the screen is a throne screen. Next to the cushioned double beauty couch is an incense table, and on the beauty couch is a small kang table.

Under the beauty bed, in front of the right window, there is a table and an armchair, on the table is a white jade teapot and writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Behind the throne screen, there is another small space.

There were four car windows, two small square windows on the left and right, and two slightly larger rectangular windows at the back.

A chaise longue covered with snow-white animal skin was placed next to the small square window on the right. Unlike an ordinary chaise longue that could only accommodate one person, this chaise longue was much larger and could accommodate at least two slim women.

Next to the chaise longue, close to the wall of the carriage, was a table piled with fresh fruits and delicious pastries.

Of the remaining eight Jinyiwei, four were behind the carriage and two were on each side of the carriage.

As for the little bully Yue Yinling, he followed the carriage on his newly acquired Wuyuntushuxue with a proud and heroic look.

Leading the way in front was a huge white lion.

Horses should be afraid of lions, but there were seventeen horses around the carriage, and none of them were normal horses.

All of them were spiritual horses called "Qianlijun" provided by Mu Yan, which were also obtained from the world of immortal cultivation. This kind of horse can travel a thousand miles a day without getting tired, and only needs to be fed with grass.

They have basic intelligence, can understand human language, and can sense that the white lion has no ill intentions.

"Sister, would you like to try some sesame cakes?" Yue Yinling spotted a small stall with her sharp eyes, and excitedly opened the curtains to ask He Qingwan, who was sitting on the beauty couch and leaning against the kang table reading a storybook.

"Buy two." He Qingwan raised his eyes and looked at Yue Yinling.

Yue Yinling looks like his aunt, who is He Qingwan’s biological mother in this world. Her biological mother was the most beautiful woman in the capital of gods in the previous generation of Concubine Mei.

From this we can see how beautiful Yue Yinling is.

It is a delicate feeling that is difficult to distinguish between male and female.