Chapter 583

Soon, as night fell, the air was cold and covered with a layer of white fog, which could not be seen from a little farther away. Luo qingluan went out of the other garden and suddenly felt the cold. Outside the yard, there were several carriages with cloth wrapped around their hooves to avoid making a sound. The people around the carriage were all confidants brought by Hanson. They stood around vigilantly to prevent all suspicious movements.

A little slowly, Hansen urged him to get up. Luo qingluan wanted to leave some marks, but he didn't have time. She thought about whether to tell empress dowager Wang to send someone to encircle and suppress her according to the sign, but she had to give up because she was afraid that Hanson's dog would jump over the wall and hurt her by mistake and destroy Shengji yangxueteng.

The car and horse traveled all the way, and soon it was farther and farther away from the capital of Western Chu. Han Xun asked people to hurry day and night, and soon three days passed.

I don't know how the people of Empress Dowager Wang arranged. Luo qingluan looked at the scenery outside the carriage, which was becoming more and more strange and desolate. She knew that she was getting closer and closer to the border of Western Chu. In order to buy more time for Empress Dowager Wang, she had to hold Han Xun's trip.

"Stop, stop!" Luo qingluan suddenly lifted the driving curtain.

Lian'er hurried forward and asked, "princess, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm not feeling well." Luo qingluan said, pretending to vomit.

Lian'er hurriedly took the medicine up. Luo qingluan said he didn't want to eat, but looked very uncomfortable: "go and call Han Xun to me!"

"Yes." Lian'er nodded, answered and hurried to Hansen's car to invite Hansen.

Han Xun got out of the car, went to Luo qingluan's car and asked, "what's the matter? Qingluan."

Luo qingluan frowned and said, "after driving so long, I hurried to eat something and left without rest. I'm hungry and tired. Do you really want to kill me?"

Han Xun frowned. They had been on their way for three days and nights and had not been out of the Western Chu. It was because of Luo qingluan that they had to walk slower. As long as he was still in the Western Chu, Han Xun was worried and worried, so he didn't have a good meal.

"When you get out of Xichu, I'll let you eat delicious food and have a good rest for a long time. How about it?" Hanson frowned.

Luo qingluan shook his head and said: "No, Hanson, if you don't torture people like this, you let me go with you. You don't even give food and don't let people rest. When I really arrive in North Vietnam, I'm afraid I'll die early. I can't stand being tortured by you like this. Let me go back. I don't want the muscle and blood vine. I can't even protect my own life now. Where can I be in the mood to care about others!"

As soon as she heard it, Luo qingluan deliberately found fault, but Han Xun also thought she was a little tired. Even though Luo qingluan was not charming, she was a pregnant woman after all.

Han Xun was helpless. He knew that Luo qingluan didn't follow him voluntarily, so he seized all kinds of opportunities, but he couldn't bear to starve her at all.

"Well, after passing this mountain, you will enter the city in front. Find an inn and I'll have someone arrange a delicious meal for you. Is that ok?" Han Xun can only make do with Luo qingluan.

Luo qingluan thought about it in his heart, then agreed and said, "OK, you make the car and horse slow down. It makes me dizzy and want to vomit."

"OK, slow down the cars and horses." Han Xun finally loves Luo qingluan.

Luo qingluan lifted the curtain and the party continued on their way.

After more than an hour, I finally saw people again and became more and more lively. The carriage entered the city without fear or danger. I don't know what identity Hanson's men used. It didn't attract the attention of the city guards at all. Luo qingluan didn't care. After all, Han Xun was the emperor. He had many capable people under him. This means nothing.

Looking at this ordinary small town in Western Chu, Han Xun's face is not good.

It has been far away from the capital and can be regarded as a small border town of Western Chu. I didn't expect it to be so busy. It's a far cry from his North Vietnamese city.

Hanson suddenly thought of the war six years ago. If Naran hadn't conspired to kill his father, killed so many North Vietnamese soldiers and made North Vietnam compensate for a large amount of war losses, would North Vietnam become so barren now?

The salesmen in front of them were carrying a burden and Hawking along the street. The merchants were busy. Even some vegetable farmers were smiling, full of hope and vitality. The shops on both sides of the street are row upon row and bustling.

It is more and more a frontier place, and trade is more and more prosperous. Although public security is not as good as the capital, and three religions and nine streams can be seen everywhere, there is wealth when there is circulation, and there is business when there are people. Hanson has seen such a scene in North Vietnam, except for a few prosperous cities such as the capital.

Holding back his displeasure, Hanson found a good looking Inn, directly wrapped a backyard, and asked people to prepare a table of good dishes, which were specially sent to the backyard for Luo qingluan to eat slowly.

Finally, Luo qingluan could have a rest. Instead of going back to her room, Luo qingluan sat in the pavilion in the yard and breathed the fresh air. After three days in the carriage, she was fed up with it.

But Luo qingluan not only wasn't hungry, but also had a bad appetite because of pregnancy. If she didn't think about the baby in her stomach, she didn't want to eat at all, but she was just looking for an excuse to make Hanson walk slowly.

Facing a large table of dishes, she felt a little disgusted.

"Qingluan, why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry? Eat some quickly?"

Looking at her for a long time without using chopsticks, Han Xun frowned again. He didn't want to starve Luo qingluan. He still felt distressed. It's just that if this woman is deliberately wasting time and trying to procrastinate, he's not too happy.

When Han Xun asked himself this, Luo qingluan glanced at him, glanced at his eyebrows and said, "Han Xun, I know you're unhappy, but you don't have to do this to me. You know I'm pregnant and can't eat a lot of things. Look at your dishes. Which can I eat?"

Hanson swept the table and was stunned.

What's wrong? These dishes are very good? Although he is not used to the dishes of Western Chu, he always thinks that North Vietnam is more appetizing, but Luo qingluan is from Western Chu. Why can't he get used to it?

"This..."

Hanson was patient and said slowly, "qingluan, these dishes are the signature dishes of this shop. It took 50 Liang silver to prepare them. I know you have a bad appetite and feel carsick, but you can make do with it and make do with it."

"Do you think I deliberately find fault?" Luo qingluan's face was cold, and his eyes fell on a plate of red meat dishes in front of him: "what's this plate, you say?"

Hanson glanced and didn't speak.

He is the emperor. When did he care about the name of dishes? Every day, the imperial chef served him all kinds of tricks. Where can he remember? And this is a small shop outside. Who knows the name of the dish? It's good for him to know it's meat. Where can he name it?

Ke Luo qingluan asked. He couldn't help but answer. With a sweep of his eyes, lian'er next to him immediately said, "back to the Lord, this dish is spicy sheep scorpion."

"Do you hear me? Sheep and scorpions are still spicy!"

Luo qingluan snorted and said, "Hanson, you need me to say it several times before you put it in your heart. Do you want me to go back to North Vietnam with you to kill me? I'm pregnant now. Mutton, which is warm, dry and hot, is not suitable for me to eat, let alone spicy. I get angry when you want to eat, and finally miscarry. You're comfortable, aren't you?"

The more he said, the more angry Luo qingluan patted his chopsticks and said coldly, "Hanson, I can tell you that if you hurt my child, I will never let you go! You know I have this ability!"

Then I knew why Luo qingluan was angry. Han Xun was oppressed, but he had to bear the tone: "well, it's my fault. I was careless. I didn't take this into account. I won't eat this."

Waving his hand, he immediately took lian'er and poured out this dish, and put another dish of black ribbon and green strip in front of Luo qingluan: "then eat this? This is light, should it not be dry and hot?"

"These are balsam pear and fungus." Luo qingluan said faintly.

It turned out that the name of this dish was this, but Hanson heard her dissatisfaction in her tone and said patiently, "is there another problem? But this dish is very light. Where can I eat it?"

"It's too light to eat."

Luo qingluan said with a straight face: "whether it's balsam pear or agaric, it's cold. I don't want to eat diarrhea. Who's responsible if something goes wrong?"

"..." Hansen was speechless.

I didn't expect to pay so much attention to eating and various taboos. If it was someone else, I'm afraid he would have left long ago. How can he be so patient and hold his temper? In the face of Luo qingluan, Han Xun couldn't lose his temper anyway. He had to try his best to be patient.

"Well, since it's not suitable, change the table. What would you like to eat? I asked them to take it back and redo it." Hanson said.

In fact, Luo qingluan is so particular about it, but she is deliberately picky. Whether it's sheep scorpion or balsam pear fungus, in fact, it's nothing to eat a little. She's in good health. Now she's pregnant in April, and her fetal image is stable. As long as she doesn't move or eats something that miscarries and gives birth, she's generally fine.

Pretending to be relaxed, she said casually: "forget it, just let someone cook me a bowl of porridge. Lean meat porridge and vegetable porridge are good, and the taste is light. Another bowl of bird's nest soup... Oh, by the way, it's good to have golden silk blood swallow, replenish blood and nourish beauty."

"OK, let them do it for you again." Hanson said that and immediately ordered the waiter.

The waiter knew that these people were all rich people in the backyard. They came here. But when he heard the speech, he was embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, my guests, this porridge is easy to say, but the bird's nest of the blood swallow... There are no such precious things in our small town."

"No?"

Han Xun's face suddenly changed. Luo qingluan rarely said what he wanted to eat, but he didn't.

He snapped and said, "no, don't you know to buy it in the market? You don't even have bird's nest soup. What restaurant do you still open?"

What a terrible momentum, what a powerful dignity. The waiter didn't dare to lift his head when he was scolded. He said yes and didn't dare to refute at all.

Although he is only a handyman, he has more guests from all over the world, and he has seen so many markets. The people in front of me are very ostentatious. At first glance, they are not easy to annoy. If they really annoy, they may smash their restaurant.