Yingluo was going to sit on a carriage at the back, but suddenly saw Mei Gui's complicated expression and couldn't help but walk over.

"Sister Mei Gui, why don't we sit in the carriage at the back together? Sitting in the same carriage with Madam and Fei Shao, it won't be easy for you to see you." Yingluo said this out of good intentions, and she didn't mean anything.

It means to laugh at plum ghost.

After all, to a large extent, Yingluo still respects Mei Gui.

But the speaker had no intention, but the listener had intention. To Mei Gui's ears, Yingluo's words were more uncomfortable than a slap in the face.

But who is Mei Gui? Mei Gui is not Yang Zi. She will not say whatever comes to her mind. She just pursed her lower lip and then showed a smile: "Thank you sister Yingluo for your kindness, but the old lady has an order.

I have to obey...after all, I am Fei Shao's official female companion, what do you think?"

Yingluo was stunned for a moment. After she got on the carriage behind, she still couldn't understand what Mei Gui meant. She couldn't figure it out, so she simply didn't take it to heart.

In the carriage behind, in addition to Yingluo, there was also Mei Gui's personal maid. The maid could also be regarded as Mei Gui's fellow junior sister, and her temperament was similar to that of Mei Gui. She was taciturn, but she had nothing to say to Yingluo. That was it.

In silence, Yingluo soon fell asleep out of boredom.

The carriage in front is different.

This was the first time in Xiao Lige's life that she had sat in a carriage, and she hadn't stopped since she got on it.

This carriage is very luxurious, and there is a small table inside, with several small pastries of beautiful styles and colors placed on it. The carriage moves steadily, so there is no need to worry about the pastries falling out.

"Don't keep making trouble. What should you do when you're tired?" Mo Zifei took the flute from Li Ge, his eyes full of doting.

She started to fuss as soon as she got on the carriage. First, she would lie down on the window of the carriage and look at the scenery for a while, and then return to the carriage and keep studying things. Even a small piece of pastry would have to be looked at and smelled a few times.

Eat like a child.

Of course it's not that she is naive, but that she is very excited.

Think about it, who of the people traveling together in the 21st century are not excitedly talking about a lot of things to the people next to them, taking a lot of photos, and singing a lot of songs?

But this carriage is not suitable for such a thing.

Talking... Mo Zifei and she had so little in common. They might have started to quarrel while talking.

Photos... let alone cameras, there isn't even a mobile phone camera here.

Singing... Mei Gui, who was sitting opposite her, might not know how much he despised her in his heart.

"I won't be tired." Xiao Lige smiled. At this time, she must not make Mo Zifei angry. She had something serious to do!

At this moment, Mei Gui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "Master Fei, if you want to pamper Madam, no one dares to say anything, but... if the old Madam finds out that Madam also went to the banquet, then

…”

She made the word "that" very long, but her tone was flat. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the changes in the expression on Mo Zifei's face.

But Mo Zifei's expression didn't change at all. He took a piece of pastry and handed it to Xiao Lige: "This is osmanthus cake, it's very fragrant."

Xiao Lige took it, put it aside without biting it: "I'm sleepy, let's take a nap first. Call me when you get there."
Chapter completed!