Chapter 48

Ran Yan looks at both sides of the window. The road is more than two feet higher than the fields on both sides. It is impossible for ran Yan to give way. The only way is for her to go back along the original road, or the opposite carriage to go back along the original road.

To run Yan back, she naturally does not want to! It's a long road. It takes about a moment to get here. If you go back, it will waste two minutes.

Someone ran to the other side in the rain and said, "gentlemen, I'm in a hurry to return to the city. I'm going to have a curfew. If you delay for another hour and a half, I won't be able to enter the city. Please do me a favor."

The latter half of the sentence is to ran Yan.

Ran Yan Zheng hesitated to let him go, but the driver was a little anxious. "Our Chuang Tzu is in the south of the city. It's dark and the road is muddy. If we go back and come back, I'm afraid we can't go home until midnight! You've come here for a short time. It's time to go back and forth for two cups of tea. You can catch up faster. Please talk to your host. "

Standing under the bus, the man saw that the coachman didn't want to, so he was in a hurry. However, he pressed down his anger because he asked for help. He said, "if you delay two cups of tea, where can I catch up with the city?"? Don't you have a place to go even if it's late at night? If we can't make it to the city, we'll have to sleep in the wilderness on a rainy day. Please help me

The city gate was closed in the middle of Youshi. Now it is estimated that it will take at least two quarters of Youshi. The time is really urgent.

"Go back

"Go back

Ran Yan a voice, but with the opposite carriage in a man with the same voice.

The voice is very low and magnetic, with a little lazy meaning. The gentle words, with the momentum of the superior, diffuse like the tide, slowly surround people to the airtight, there is no place to avoid. But it is in such dignity, there is a glimmer of charm, if there is no stirring heartstrings, people can not help but fantasize.

The voice Ran Yan's heart leaps. It's the man who chased Su Fu. With such a unique voice, it's hard for one or two of ten thousand people to admit his mistake.

Both sides fell into silence. After two rest, the man said, "Yun Lu, retreat."

Qing Piao Piao's words, but there is a kind of momentum that people have to obey. Yunlu, standing outside ran Yan's carriage, got an order, and immediately withdrew.

The other side's carriage slowly turned around on the narrow road. The coachman's skill was good. After a while, ran Yan's car started to move.

The night was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see anything. Lanterns were hung on the two front corners of the carriage, which could barely light up the place less than one foot around. The driver in front of him seemed not familiar with the road here. He did not dare to drive too fast. It was probably after two cups of tea that we could see the open road.

The two carriages stopped side by side. According to the etiquette, ran Yan should solemnly thank each other. However, in the wilderness, it was raining. The other side was an unidentified man. She could only walk across the wall of the car and say, "thank you, Lang Jun..."

"Well, what's the use of thanks? We shouldn't have asked us to stay for a night because you didn't go to the city?" Suddenly a shrewd female voice interposed.

Ran Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and the voice was very distinctive. She had just heard it in the daytime, and it was Shu Niang who claimed to have mixed up with Wagang village. Thinking of her mumbling words, ran Yan curled her lips. It seems that the man in the car is probably the husband who "doesn't need her feeding any more."!

Ran Yan has a good impression on Shu Niang, and after all, they have given way. When they learn that they are going to sleep in the wilderness on a rainy night, they should be polite.

Through the window, ran Yan looked out. There were only two carriages on the other side. One was a gorgeous carriage with lattice windows. The other was a little smaller, but it was also many times higher than the ordinary one. There is a coachman, a boy, and Shu Niang and that Lang Jun outside the two cars. There are six people in total. Maybe there will be more, but not more than ten. However, there is a team of government soldiers guarding Chuang Tzu. This is the Tang Dynasty with legal system, not in troubled times. Even if they have any wrong thoughts, they dare not commit crimes under the eyes of the government.

"The village is simple and crude. If you don't mind, please come back with me and have a rest." Ran Yan followed her words.

Shuniang snorted coldly, "it's almost the same!"

"Well, thank you very much." Men's voice is easy to make people feel oppressive, but it is elegant.

Ran Yan said lightly, "don't be polite." He told the driver to lead the way ahead.

In the carriage behind, one was dressed in dark purple and half reclined on the couch. One hand was holding his head on the side, and the other was holding a bamboo strip with a long and well-defined bone. He fiddled with the wick of the lantern in front of him. His ink hair was half scattered, covering most of his face. The wide sleeve robes were scattered all over the body, and the complicated dark lines were wrapped around the corner.

The four corner palace lantern flickered on and off for several times. The glued part of the lantern was lifted away. The carriage was suddenly and brightly lit, reflecting his amazing eyes half hidden behind his ink hair.

The man put down the bamboo strips and picked up a few folding fans, but he did not fan them. Instead, he firmly grasped the handle of the fan. Suddenly, a murderous air rose in the carriage, but for a moment, he regained calm.

The drivers of Ran's house are familiar with the roads nearby, and even on rainy nights, they are very smooth.Half an hour later, the carriage finally stopped at the gate of the courtyard. The coachman and the Porter said hello. The gate opened and several cars drove into the villa.

Xing Niang had been waiting anxiously under the side yard porch. Seeing several carriages coming, she was puzzled. For a moment, she couldn't tell which car ran Yan was sitting in. She held up her umbrella and came to the carriage with a lantern.

Ran Fu coachman knew Xing Niang, saw her coming, and said, "here is the lady."

Xing Niang gives the lantern to the coachman, reaches out to help ran Yan get out of the car. They walk to the corridor. While Xing Niang helps her wipe the rain on her body, she asks, "is Shilang here? Why so many cars? "

"No, brother ten bought me two carts of things and brought them back together. The other two carriages were guests on the way. I'll explain to you later. Help me greet the guests first and arrange accommodation for them." Ran Yan said.

Shu Niang jumped down from the carriage with an umbrella and went to the gorgeous carriage. She said, "Lang Jun, get off."

Ran Yan puts on the power fence and pays attention to the carriage. She wants to know what kind of person with such a voice looks like.

The car body swayed slightly and jumped off the carriage in a dark purple robe. Shu Niang immediately lifted the umbrella to his head. The man was slender, and Shu Niang only reached his shoulder. Therefore, the umbrella was not raised high, just to cover up more than half of his appearance. The light was dim, and ran Yan could not see his appearance clearly through the power fence.

When they arrived at the corridor together, Shu Niang glanced at ran Yan and said to herself, "when I went to Kaifeng in Luoyang, I saw those with curtains and said they were boring. I didn't expect that southern women would wear power fence when they went out!"

Xing Niang's eyes flashed a trace of displeasure. Her tone was not rude, but she was absolutely not enthusiastic. "I don't know if there is a distinguished guest coming, and I haven't prepared for it. Please forgive me for your neglect."

Shu Niang is not satisfied with Xing Niang's attitude. She puts up her umbrella and shakes it fiercely. All the skillful people shake on Xing Niang. She doesn't affect ran Yan and the man at all.

To the shelter, ran Yan raised his eyes and looked at the tall man in a purple robe. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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