Chapter 9

In winter, it's dark early. Before you time, the sky is gradually dark. The closer it is to the night, the colder the climate is. The servants in Shuqing yard can't help but gather up their clothes and try not to let the cold wind blow into them.

After supper, black Xuan Yi and Wu Ruo take their servants away from the front door of Wu's house.

Wuruo's carriage was ordered to wait at the gate early in the morning. When Wuruo saw his carriage, he stopped quickly, without any intention of going up.

He remembered that when he left Wu's house at the same time in the last life, when he was halfway there, the bottom of the carriage suddenly collapsed, and the whole person fell to the ground severely, and hit the back of his head and passed out in a coma. When he woke up, it was three days later. Fortunately, he had a lot of clothes and thick meat on his body, so he didn't hurt his bones, but he still lay in bed for a full month before going out One thing spread all over Gaoling city. Everyone laughed at him for being a big stupid pig. Even such a strong carriage could crash.

Now, looking back, the carriage was made by his mother. It must have passed her strict inspection before it could be used safely by him. It could not be broken so easily. Therefore, he had to suspect that someone had done something secretly.

Wuruo looks at the driver, and sees the driver.

The coachman's eyes dodged and his face turned inward.

Wuruo squinted.

"Young master, please get on the bus," Wu said.

If Wu Ruo looks at Wu Da, he seems to be able to see through all the cold eyes, which makes Wu Da shake his body and quickly lower his skin eyes to avoid the eyes.

Wu Ruo turns to see Wu Xiao, the servant on the left.

Wuxiao lowers his head and dare not look at Wuruo.

Wu ruo's heart is cold. Wu Dawu's little brothers must know that there is something wrong with the carriage. Moreover, if there is no wrong guess, these two people must have been bribed early, otherwise, they will not ask for help from Wuyu every time he is bullied.

He also spent a lot of money in the last life to marry two flowery wives for his brothers, but they paid him back in this way.

If Wuruo tightens his lips, it seems that he will replace them.

"Young master, please get in the car." Wuda once again gave a warning.

Wu Ruo looked at the carriage of Xuanyi, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to take a carriage with my husband."

"But the carriage of black lord is too small..."

Wu Ruo walks directly to the carriage of black Xuan Yi, and under the puzzled eyes of the guard heigan, he rushes into the carriage that just holds his body. Originally, the six foot carriage was filled with space by his huge body, and even black Xuan Yi was squeezed into the corner.

“……” Black Xuan Yi squints and stares at Wu Ruo.

Wuruo twists his 6-foot-wide butt, sits in a comfortable position, and says with a sigh of thanks, "thank you for your help today."

"Go down." The lower part of heixuan Yi's neck is closely connected with Wuruo's body. It can even be said that his body has sunk into Wuruo's body, and his chest is almost choked.

Wuruo ignored the air-conditioning from his body: "my carriage is broken."

“……” After staring at him for a moment, black Xuan Yi said in a deep voice, "go back to the mansion."

However, after a while, the carriage did not move.

Black Xuan Yi is about to make a voice inquiry. Black Gan's voice comes in: "master, the horse can't pull the car."

The atmosphere in the carriage became extremely awkward.

Hei Xuanyi: "..."

If Wu Ruo keeps his head down and doesn't speak, his weight is more than six hundred jin. In addition, the weight of heixuanyi, the coachman and the carriage is more than one thousand jin. Moreover, it's snowy now. The ground is very slippery. He only relies on one horse to pull the car, but of course he can't.

Black Xuan Yi looks at Wu Ruo. "One more horse."

"Yes."

"I'll lose weight," Wu Ruo said with a dry smile

"No." "It's very good," said black Xuan Yi, who pushed away her belly with her hand but bounced it back automatically

“……” Wu Ruo looks at the man who is playing with his stomach happily. He takes a hard look at the corner of his eye. This guy actually treats his stomach as a toy.