The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Lord of the Mansion! Could this person be the Lord Danxu of Lousha Palace who has been making so many rumors these days?

With this thought, Chunlan became even more panicked. If this man could cure the Lord, she would still have a chance to stay in the county government. If not, she might be sold out because of what happened today.

After thinking about it, Chunlan shouted to the driver beside her with cold sweat on her forehead, "Hurry up, send the noble and the young lady back home."

After she finished speaking, she tried to jump onto the carriage, but her legs went weak and she almost fell in front of the carriage. It was the coachman who reached out and helped her up, preventing her from getting even more embarrassed.

"Be careful, Aunt Chunlan."

Chunlan sat on the front board and waved her hand, "Hurry up and pull the nobleman."

"Okay, Aunt Chunlan, please sit down."

After he finished speaking, the driver raised his whip and waved it, and the horse galloped towards Wen Shanchu.

"Uh...!"

When the carriage came to Wen Shanchu's side, the coachman and Chunlan hurriedly jumped off the carriage, some helped themselves to the footstool, and some supported themselves.

When he saw the footstool was ready, Wen Shanchu looked at Dan Xu and extended his hand to make a gesture of invitation: "Sir, please."

Linglong shook her head and said, "Lead the way." She was not used to riding in the same carriage with others.

This time, Wen Shanchu reacted quickly. Without saying much, he bowed and said, "Okay." Then he got into the carriage with Chunlan's help.

This Mr. Danxu is a weird guy, so she must go along with him. Otherwise, if she delays any longer, Mr. Danxu will definitely turn around and leave.

Moreover, this person has an extraordinary temperament and is not someone who can be provoked. She must be extremely careful in her actions.

Chen Bei was behind Linglong and whispered, "Sir, I'm going to buy an umbrella."

Linglong nodded: "Go ahead, we'll meet at the gate of the county government."

“Yes, sir.

……

She used her exquisite Qinggong skills to arrive at the government office and landed on a nearby roof. She lowered her eyes and looked at the group of people at the gate of the government office, her brows slightly furrowed.

This county government is not quite the same as the rumors. Isn’t it said that this County Government Wen is an honest official with clean hands?

But what’s going on with this group of people dressed in silk, satin, and jewels?

Da da da……

The quick sound of horse hooves came from far away.

"Come here, the miracle doctor that the young lady invited is here, please don't neglect him."

Hearing the sarcastic male voice, Linglong's eyes fell on him, but she looked away when she saw the lotus pink silk dress he was wearing.

Although the clothing on this continent is that both men and women can wear silk skirts.

However, if you don't have the ability to appreciate yourself and dress randomly, it would be really eye-catching.

The carriage arrived in front of the mansion gate. The coachman pulled the reins. Chunlan hurriedly jumped off the carriage and walked quickly to the footstool to open the curtain.

Wen Shanchu bent down and walked out of the carriage. His previous gentle expression was no longer visible on his warm face.

"Hey, Miss, why are you the only one back? Where is the miracle doctor?"

Wen Shanchu said nothing, looking down at the man with his face covered who was looking into the carriage. He looked away in an instant, his emotionless eyes swept across the faces of the people, and asked calmly, "Who asked you to come?"

The group of people who were shocked by Wen Shanchu were stunned for a long time. The man who poked his head out was the first to come back to his senses. He stared with his eyes and said in an unhappy tone: "Shanchu, I am your cousin."

Hearing this, Wen Shanchu's face once again showed his usual gentle and humble expression.

"Uncle, my father is seriously ill. You are wearing so many jewels that I would think you are my guests."

Wen Shanchu got off the carriage and came to the man and his group who were talking.

"Tuantuan is back, have you invited anyone?"

An anxious female voice came from the mansion, followed by a slender figure in Qingdan uniform who walked out quickly.

When he saw the scene outside, he was stunned for a second, then returned to normal and walked up to Wen Shanchu.

Wen Shanchu bowed to the visitor and said, "Mother."

Wen Ying responded and looked at the group of men with their faces covered in front of him, with displeasure in his eyes.

The latter was about to salute because of Wen Ying's official authority when he heard Wen Ying's question.

"Chen Baoyu, why are you still here?"

The man in the pink silk skirt became timid when he saw the visitor, and said with a hint of grievance: "Cousin, I want to come and see my cousin. I am also afraid that Shanchu is young and will be deceived."

These few coquettish words made the Wen family mother and daughter frown.

Da da da……

Another round of unsteady horse hooves sounds was heard. Wen Shanchu turned around abruptly when he heard the sound.

A low-key and luxurious carriage was heading towards the county government.

Wen Shanchu did not turn around, and spoke calmly in a gentle voice: "Cousin, Chen Baoyu, you make your own choice."

Just one simple sentence made Chen Baoyu's expression change several times.

Wen Ying didn't say much about this, and her eyes never left the incoming carriage.

When Chen Bei's familiar silver mask came into view, Wen Shanchu's face lit up with joy and he quickly stepped forward. At this time, Chen Bei spoke.

"Ms. Wen, this horse recognizes people. You'd better not touch it, lest you hurt the precious body of the lady."

Hearing this, Wen Shanchu's gaze fell on the maroon horse in front of the carriage.

At this moment, the fur of the horse in front of me is so red that it looks like blood could drip from it, compared to that of an ordinary chestnut horse.

A Ferghana horse! It was a rare Ferghana horse!

Chunlan, who was following behind Wen Shanchu, thought that Chen Bei said this to make things difficult for her, and was about to go forward to lead the horse.

A man in white fell from the sky, standing on horseback.

Chen Bei was startled when he saw the person coming, "Sir, this horse has a bad temper..."

I didn’t finish what I was saying because there was no need to continue.

At this moment, the bad-tempered chestnut horse was stretching its neck and snorting, trying to get closer to its master.

Chen Bei stared at the horse that ignored her. If there was no saddle blocking it, this guy would probably stick to his master.

With her slender toes touching the horse's back and her white clothes fluttering, her lonely and proud figure stood out among the crowd.

He rubbed the ring on his knuckles with his fingertips, looked at the horse that kept kicking in front of him, and said calmly: "Blood horse!"

Chen Bei jumped off the carriage, came behind Linglong, and bowed his head: "Yes, sir."

As soon as the voice fell, he saw the horse, now free of worries, moving towards its master. Chen Bei's heart almost rose into his throat.

Where is the usual spirit of excitement and pride of this silly horse? If the master is unhappy, he will kill the horse.

There is one less thing that my father left for me.

Before the horse took a few steps, Linglong raised her eyes and looked at the happy horse calmly.

The horse, which was so happy just now, not only stopped its suicidal actions, but also stood still obediently.

Chen Bei...

Animals understand human nature, and his father did not lie to him.

Linglong didn't waste any time and looked at Wen Ying, who had been silent, and said, "Wen Junfu, lead the way."

If this person looked like Wen Shanchu, she would probably turn around and leave.

Wen Ying didn't say any more nonsense and gestured to Linglong, "Sir, please."

As Linglong walked past, Wen Ying glanced at her daughter, who nodded to her and followed her up the stairs.