Miran'er said with a smile, "as long as I can go back to Nancheng smoothly, even on the 10th and 8th, I can do it!"
Besides, she was not allowed to walk. She felt lucky enough.
"Is the girl hurt?" The man's eyes fell on MI Ran'er's ankle.
Mi Ran'er thought that women in this era can't let men look at their ankles. This is a relatively private position. She quickly covered her swollen and ugly ankles with her skirt. Then she laughed awkwardly, "yes, I fell off the horse and hurt my leg. Fortunately, I didn't hurt my head, otherwise you would see a corpse here, young master!"
The man took out a wooden bottle from the wooden box and handed it to MI Ran'er. "This is a secret recipe in my family. It's very effective in treating traumatic injuries. Take it, girl."
"How can that be good?"
Having said that, MI Ran'er immediately took the medicine, then turned his back and began to rub his legs with the medicine.
It really hurt. It hurt so much.
"How did the girl come to such a desolate place?" The man asked curiously, "there's no shop in front of the village, and there's no shop behind the village. It's not like the mountain people around here..."
"I don't want to be left here on the way."
Mi Ran'er remembers that Lin Yueya fled in the opposite direction of Nancheng. He probably wanted to get away from the Ming family. Knowing that the bride had escaped, he went back to the Lin family to ask for a statement
"I haven't asked your name yet!" With a faint smile on his face, the man looked at Mi Ran'er and lowered his voice. Compared with just now, he was more gentle.
"My name is crescent moon. How about you, young master?" Mi Ran'er thought that Lin Yueya's name was very nice, so he thought of a pseudonym for himself.
"I'm going to practice more."
The man hugged his fist and said to MI Ran'er.
"The better." Mi Ran'er makes a gesture of blessing, aiming at Yue Xiu's blessing.
"I've seen crescent moon!"
Yuexiu is really elegant and graceful. When mi Ran'er sees it, she feels inferior to herself. A man is much gentler than her
After they said hello, there seemed to be no topic. Sitting in the carriage, the atmosphere suddenly became a little embarrassed.
Mi Ran'er took the medicine and gave it back to Yue Xiu. Then, leaning against the window, he looked at the scenery and thought about what to do next.
Yuexiu Ben was looking at a pamphlet. In fact, his eyes occasionally glanced at Mi Ran'er's face. He didn't know the contents of the pamphlet. He didn't remember.
After a while, miran'er's stomach suddenly grunted.
Her face suddenly burst red, and then, small hands covered his belly.
"The girl is hungry?" Yue Xiu was very considerate. He took some cakes out of the box and handed them to MI Ran'er. "Girl, first eat these cakes to cushion her stomach. When you get to the post station, then eat some hot cakes."
Miran'er gratefully took over the pastry. The original owner fainted in the wasteland for two days, and his stomach was already empty, so it's normal to be hungry now.
She did not dare to eat more. After eating two pieces of cushion, she did not eat any more.
"Why don't you use it, girl?" The more Xiu saw that she had eaten two pieces, she would not eat them, and asked suspiciously.
"I've been hungry for a long time. If I eat too much, it's bad for my health. Let's put on my stomach first..." Mi Ran'er carefully wrapped up the snack and then gave it back to Yue Xiu.