This is the third time Fangfei has walked a long way, and it is also the most comfortable time to walk.

The first time I went to the capital from Liujiawan in the south. The journey was thrilling and arduous. From the experience at that time, I occasionally dreamed of it.

The second time I went from Beijing to Xi'an, not only were Xu An and others around me, but Xiao Ren and his people were also there. Although I didn't have to worry about fear and had no worries about eating and drinking, I was very hard to walk in a hurry and sleep in the open.

The third time is now. I sat in the carriage with my hand stove in my hand stove. The carriage in the Qin Palace is wide and comfortable, and it is covered with thick mattresses. Although it is bumpy, it is much more comfortable than riding a horse.

Fangfei ate a peanut with satisfaction: "Miss, I'll sleep for a while. If you have something to do, call me."

"Well, you go to bed. Unless you want to run away, you will be fine." Chen Tong borrowed two books from Mr. Chi before leaving.

Fangfei stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes and fell asleep. She didn't think the lady was scaring her or escaping her life. She had been used to it after experiencing too much.

There were thick curtains hanging on the carriage, and there was no view outside. The willow branches in Xi'an City were already faintly showing the spring feeling, but as we walked northward, the slight spring feeling disappeared without a trace.

Sometimes the north wind blows, and sometimes thin snow will start. Chen Tong closed the book, lifted up the curtain and looked out, and the dead grass and branches are desolate everywhere.

Han Wuji had sharp eyes. When he saw the curtain lifting, he rode his horse over and asked, "Miss Chen, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, are you cold? Do you want to go to the car to warm up?" Chen Tong asked.

Han Wuji is the same age as her, and she is only thirteen years old after the Chinese New Year. The man has not yet had his hair tied up and is still a child.

"I'm not cold." Han Wuji said.

"Huo'er didn't cause trouble, right?" Chen Tong asked again.

Huo'er also came with him.

For the sake of security during this trip, Zhou Zheng brought fifty more war horses to replace them. In order to preserve his strength, these horses were entangled in a cart on the way, and Huoer was also among them.

Yesterday Huo'er bit one of the horses' ears, so Chen Tong asked a little.

In fact, Chen Tong couldn't understand when Huo'er learned to bite with her mouth?

This was the first time Chen Tong saw a horse fighting with her mouth, and this horse was hers.

"I put a chew on Huo'er, and it didn't cause trouble anymore." Apart from Chen Tong and Xiao Ren, Han Wuji is Huo'er's favorite human beings.

Chen Tong laughed loudly. Other horses wore chews because they were afraid that they would delay their walking by eating grass, and Huoer wore chews to prevent them from biting other horses.

At this time, a guard of the royal palace galloped over and ran and shouted loudly: "The third young master has an order, rest on the spot! The third young master has an order, rest on the spot! The third young master has an order."

Everyone exhaled and finally could stop and rest.

This time, the guards of Zhou Zheng were 100 people from Xianyang Camp. In addition, there were also Zhou Zheng’s own fifty guards. The one who led the troops was Yue Yang, the subordinate of Xiao Ren.

However, along the way, Chen Tong saw Yueyang very few times. Most of the time, Yueyang followed Zhou Zheng in an endless step.

Today, when Chen Tong walked off the carriage and relaxed his muscles and bones, he saw Yueyang walking over with a thrilling look, without any fatigue.

"Miss Chen, are you tired?" Yue Yang smiled.

"Fortunately, thank you for your hard work, Young General Yue." Chen Tong said.

"It's not hard or hard, let me try this for Miss Chen." Yue Yang said, handing over a small coarse cloth bag.

Chen Tong took it and asked, "Is this what the third young master asked to send it?"

"No", Yue Yang rushed out, and then for some reason, he slapped his mouth and changed his mouth. "Yes, yes, yes!"

Among Xiao Ren's several subordinates, Yue Yangneng was very good at speaking. I don't know if he was too tired to travel today. He seemed to be wrong.

Chen Tong thanked him. After leaving Yueyang, she opened the coarse cloth bag and there were several yellow persimmons inside.

"Hey, this is not Lintong's persimmon, nor is it Fuping's. I have never seen such a big persimmon before." Fangfei, who was sleeping heavily in the carriage, woke up at some point and poked her head out and stared at the persimmon in Chen Tong's hand.

Lintong, not far from Xi'an, produces persimmons. The persimmons are small and red. When hung on the trees, they are like small lanterns and have sharp persimmons, which are also different from this one.

This kind of persimmon was obviously not brought from Xi'an.

Chen Tong saw Fangfei's salivating appearance and laughed. She handed the cloth bag to Fangfei and said, "Don't eat it alone, give it to Han Wuji to try it."

Fangfei is a child, and Han Wuji is also a child.

Of course, Chen Tong habitually forgot that she herself was even a child.

Soon, this incident was thrown behind by Chen Tong as Fangfei and Han Wuji ate all the persimmons.

At night, Fangfei had a stomachache until midnight. The imperial physician who accompanied her came to see her and said that she was caused by greed for cold food.

That is to eat persimmons.

Chen Tong asked the imperial physician curiously: "Is it okay for others to eat persimmons?"

She didn't believe it anymore, and the only one of them was her maid.

The imperial physician smiled and said, "No, except for Miss Fangfei, no one is sick. The journey is long. Even if the persimmons are brought over, they will be broken long ago. The persimmons that Miss Fangfei ate should not be brought from Xi'an."

It was not until this time that Chen Tong felt something was strange, but she didn't take it seriously.

The next day, after drinking a bowl of hot porridge, Fangfei returned to her usual vitality.

When the team stopped to rest again, Yueyang came again, and this time he brought a stack of crispy small pancakes.

There are small pancakes sold in the night market in Xi'an. It is said that this is a specialty of Shanxi, called sausage. Some are sweet and salty, some are sprinkled with sesame seeds, and some are mixed with sweet potatoes. Chen Tong's favorite is a type with pepper leaves.

The pressed cakes sent by Yueyang were made with pepper leaves, but the pepper leaves were not green, but dried and scattered on it.

There are no fresh pepper leaves in the early stages of this season.

"Hey, why don't there be sesame seeds?" Fangfei likes sesame seeds the most, and the one sold the most in the night market is also sesame seeds.

Chen Tong was stunned when he looked at these cakes.

She is not picky about food, so she doesn't really like to eat. She has only eaten this kind of cake with Fangfei. After all, in Xi'an, it is only sold in small stalls in the night market.

After leaving Yueyang, Chen Tong asked Fangfei: "Have you told others that I like to eat pepper leaves pressed cakes?"

Fangfei tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked, "If I didn't say you like to eat, then do you count?"

Chen Tong was confused by her and asked, "What does it mean?"

Fangfei touched her chin and looked confused: "One time I joked with Brother Dapin. I said that the big cakes are not delicious, but the big cakes are delicious. Brother Dapin asked me that I had eaten the big cakes. I said that I had eaten the most were pepper leaves and sesame seeds, but I like to eat sesame seeds the most."

Chen Tong:
Chapter completed!