Looking for her husband's god horse for her protagonist

"How long will it take..." Shao Yong shrank his neck, the carriage headed north, the road was not smooth due to the snow, and the speed was relatively slow, so that Wei Bai said that there was a small car not far ahead. After the town, almost two hours passed and he still hadn't reached the town he mentioned.

"Don't worry, we'll always be there." Zhong Li patted Shao Yong's back, put his arms around his shoulders and said, "If you're tired, just lean on me for a while."

"No... I'm not sleepy yet." As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Yong yawned and opened his watery eyes innocently.

As soon as Zhong Li exerted some force, Shao Yong was wrapped in his arms. He was wearing a mink fur cloak, which was fluffy and warm, and he didn't feel cold once he leaned on it.

Shao Yong rubbed Zhong Li's coat: "It's so comfortable..."

"If you like it, I can give it to you." Zhong Li said.

"How can it be, now your body is weaker than mine!" Shao Yong shook his head.

Zhong Li had no choice but to hug him tighter, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead, his lips were still rubbing against the smooth skin a few times, and said: "I'll buy you another coat when we get to town, I’m so afraid of the cold, it’s not enough to dress like a ball.”

Shao Yong dissatisfied: "No! Don't talk nonsense, I only wear four clothes, very thin!"

Zhong Li squeezed his waist, and said with a smile: "No? I haven't pinched your flesh, could it be that you have become thinner recently?"

Shao Yong: "..."

Zhong Li laughed, just as Wei Bai got into the carriage again, he saw Shao Yong nestled in Zhong Li's arms, the two of them flirting...

Wei Bai: "I... I just want to say that I have arrived..."

After finishing speaking, Wei Bai quickly got out again, and the carriage stopped not long after.

This town is much colder than what they saw in the places they passed by. There are almost no people on the street. Even the door of the inn is tightly closed. The streets are covered with white snow. Not long after Shao Yong landed, his boots wet.

The coachman knocked on the door of the inn for them, Wei Bai went to get the bundle, Zhong Li put out the brazier, and poured a handful of snow directly into the basin, making a sizzling sound.

After about a quarter of an hour, there was finally some movement in the inn. After a while, a door panel was removed, and a head poked out from inside.

Inns in this kind of small town are generally not formal, the front hall is a place to eat, half of the backyard is a guest room, and the other half is where the shopkeeper's family and the second cook live, and there is no distinction between upper and lower rooms. It's a bit like a family hotel in Shaoyong's world.

The person who opened the door was an ordinary-looking old man with squinted eyes and deep wrinkles on his face.

"Are you a top student or a hotel...you, are you Master Li?!"

The tone of the old man's speech was lazy, but when his small eyes caught a glimpse of Zhong Li, his face was suddenly shocked, even his body was trembling, and he walked out of the room tremblingly, almost in the snow. The ground slipped and fell.

"Slow down..." Shao Yong hurriedly supported the old man, but the old man ignored him, but looked straight at Zhong Li, his eyes were even moist.

Zhong Li frowned, and then asked uncertainly, "You are... Uncle Yang?"

Uncle Yang burst into tears, weeping heavily, wiped away the tears with his sleeves, and sighed: "Since Madam left, this old servant has never seen Master Li again, I never thought I would see you again in my lifetime..."

Zhong Li also seemed to recall the scene when he was young, with a look of nostalgia: "Indeed, after my mother passed away, among the old people who followed me from the Shangshu Mansion, only Fang Bo is still by my side... Now even Fang Bo... "

Uncle Yang cried again after hearing Zhong Li's succinct talk about Uncle Fang. The coachman was already stomping his feet in the cold, and Shao Yong was not much better. The only one who was really happy for Zhong Li was probably Good boy Wei Bai.

Seeing Shao Yong's constipated expression, Zhong Li reminded, "Uncle Yang is the owner of this inn? I wonder if we can rest here for a day or two..."

"Okay, okay, of course it's okay!" Uncle Yang hurried in and removed the rest of the door panels, let everyone in, and said, "I don't have any guests here, and the young master can live in any room he wants. The old servant doesn't accept the young master." A penny!"

"Uncle Yang, you don't have to be so polite. Your business is not doing well now. How can we live and eat for nothing?" Zhong Li shook his head: "How should we collect the money, or whatever."

Uncle Yang probably understood that Zhong Li was stubborn, so he nodded, wiped away his tears and went to the kitchen to get them something to eat.

The inside of the house is much warmer than the outside. Although there are no earth dragons or braziers, it is much better to have a roof and a wall to block the wind than to stand on the street.

Since there were not many guests in the inn, and the hot water was not enough, Shao Yong felt that Uncle Yang might not be able to work alone in the kitchen, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to help. Uncle Yang smiled and patted his head: "Little Baby, are you Master Li's servant?"

Shao Yong: "..."

Just as he was about to explain, Uncle Yang continued, "It's your good fortune to follow Master Li..."

The corner of Shao Yong's mouth twitched, does he really look like someone else's servant?Or was he born with the face of a little follower?

In the kitchen, Uncle Yang explained a lot to Shao Yong, such as what Zhong Li liked to eat when he was a child, what colors he liked, and how the mother and son got along when Zhong Li's mother was still alive...

It can be seen that this Uncle Yang has a good memory, and some of Zhong Li's habits he mentioned are still preserved.

Uncle Yang recalled that he had opened up the chatterbox in the past, and babbled endlessly. Finally, the water boiled. Shao Yong hurriedly carried the hot water to the front hall, and his ears were finally clean.

While holding the cup to warm his hands, Shao Yong said to Zhong Li, "That Uncle Yang used to be your mother's servant?"

"Well, he and Uncle Fang have been with my mother since she got married." Zhong Li said, "Like... half relatives."

Shao Yong nodded: "No wonder, I said, how can you be so tolerant to a person who always cries and nags easily, it seems that your relationship is really good."

Zhong Li stared at Shao Yong for a while, then smiled and said, "Are you jealous?"

"how is this possible……"

"That's not what you said in your eyes." Zhong Li pinched Shao Yong's face and said, "Besides, my impression of Uncle Yang is also very vague. I don't really have deep feelings for him."

Shao Yong was indeed a little depressed. He knew what happened to Zhong Li clearly. However, when he wrote the article, he mentioned a few or two sentences. In fact, Zhong Li had personally experienced all those years. Bit by bit, He can't participate and experience it.

This kind of feeling that although he is the author, he knows more than a passer-by without a name is really not good.

Zhong Li sighed: "What you are thinking in your heart can be clearly seen on your face, and it is not suitable for you to be frowning."

"It's okay, I'll be fine later..." Shao Yong said sullenly.

"Really?"

"Um……"

Zhong Li bit Shao Yong's lips: "I can prove to you that in my heart, you are the most important."

"You...why did you suddenly..." Shao Yong blushed slightly and blinked.

It seems that I rarely hear Zhong Li's poisonous tongue recently, but instead throws out sweet words as if he doesn't want money. Is this the rhythm of OOC!

Zhong Li saw that Shao Yong was so dazed and cute when he was distracted, he couldn't help deepening the kiss, drawing Shao Yong's attention back, and cooperating with Zhong Li's movements, he became lingering.

A click interrupted Zhong Li and Shao Yong's movements, Zhong Li let go of Shao Yong with a cold face.

Shao Yong was still a little confused, so he looked back to see what was going on.

Uncle Yang, who was standing at the door, blushed, and then turned from red to white, and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, young master... the old servant didn't do it on purpose..."

Zhong Li said lightly: "Uncle Yang, what's the matter?"

Uncle Yang was alone in this inn. There were still a few helpers in the inn, but Uncle Yang let them go back after the cold weather. Uncle Yang did everything by himself. He is the only one who manages the entire inn.

Uncle Yang rubbed his hands, panted and said, "Master Li...I don't know if I can...May I also go to that Poison Fairy Valley with you, the young master was injured, I'm afraid there is no one who will take good care of you on the way... ...How can the old servant feel at ease like this, how can he be worthy of the wife under the nine springs..."

As he spoke, Uncle Yang began to cry again.

Not to mention Shao Yong, Zhong Li was a little afraid of him, so he had no choice but to say: "This road is not smooth, you may encounter assassination, since you have already lived a stable life, why bother to follow me through this muddy water? "

"No..." Uncle Yang excitedly said, "Master, just let me follow you! If Lao Fang can do it, so can I!"

Zhong Li had no choice but to agree first.

Everyone only rested in this town for one day, then packed up and set off again.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the road became more difficult to walk.

Uncle Yang drove Wei Bai into the car, and went to accompany the coachman by himself, so Wei Bai didn't have a good rest for several days. Even though there was a warm brazier and more comfortable seats in the car, Wei Bai got out of the car again. Sometimes, the spirit is weak.

Shao Yong and Zhong Li were not much better. Although Zhong Li had a thicker skin, Shao Yong was not as thick-skinned as him. Whenever Zhong Li wanted to get a little closer, Shao Yong wrapped himself in a cloak and leaned against the wall of the car. Otherwise, he would sit next to Wei Bai, so Zhong Li's face was dark most of the time.

After getting out of the car, there is probably only one sentence left in everyone's mind: I am finally relieved...

However, although Wei Bai, who got out of the carriage first, was a little weak, his eyes were still good. Uncle Yang was about to help his young master get out of the carriage attentively, when Wei Bai immediately turned around and blocked the people in the carriage with the door, and frowned. He frowned and said in a low voice, "It's Chu Lingyun."

Chu Lingyun was also here, and the news made Shao Yong nervous all of a sudden: "Where is he?"

"It's not far ahead, in a pharmacy..." Wei Bai quickly got into the car, motioned Uncle Yang and the coachman to stay still, and said to Shao Yong and Zhong Li, "Maybe he was asking about your situation."

"Don't go down too, Chu Lingyun should recognize you too..." Shao Yong said.

Wei Bai looked out worriedly, careful not to expose himself to Chu Lingyun's eyes.At this time, Uncle Yang said: "I often come to this area, and I know there is a shortcut that can bypass this place and go directly out of the city..."

Shao Yong looked at Zhong Li.

Zhong Li nodded: "That's it, then please."

Chu Lingyun actually came after him!And faster than their feet!

This is simply unacceptable, especially for Shao Yong, who is sure that even if Chu Lingyun gets rid of all the poison, it will take time to recuperate his internal organs, and it is impossible to recover within a month or two.

If Chu Lingyun really listened to what he said, he would definitely not try so hard to catch Zhong Li again. Shao Yong reckoned that what he said was in vain, and Chu Lingyun was still looking for Zhong Li regardless of his own body. They, and Zhong Li's tendons haven't been connected yet, if they meet Chu Lingyun head-on again, they will definitely die!