Time is slow

Chapter 135: shelter from the rain

   Chapter 135 Shelter from the rain

   Shao Mingyuan quickly made up a second hat and handed it to Binglu.

  Ice Green took the hat and almost burst into tears.

  Champion Hou actually made a straw hat for her little maid, which is unimaginable!

  嘤嘤, suddenly felt that the champion Hou who can knit a straw hat is more suitable for her girl than the beautiful Chi Gongzi, at least when it rains, you don't have to worry about forgetting to bring an umbrella!

   "Miss Li, you all stand here and wait." In the rain, raindrops hung from the corners of the eyes of the young general's brows, making his face even paler.

  Qiao Zhao thought: In such weather, he should be even more uncomfortable, right?

   She didn't make a sound, watching him turn and walk towards the crumbling carriage, bending down to help up the plank.

   "Girl, what is the Champion Marquis doing?" Binglu opened her eyes wide to watch Shao Mingyuan's movements, and couldn't help covering her mouth and inhaling, "God, should he fix the carriage?"

   The champion who can weave straw hats and repair carriages is perfect, what should she do if she falls in love with him for her girl?

   No one answered her.

  Binglu turned his head and was shocked: "Girl, what's the matter with you!"

  Qiao Zhao held his stomach in pain, and forced out a sentence: "It's a little cold."

   This body is too delicate, even if the stomach is regulated, it is still weak.

  Shao Mingyuan raised his head when he heard the sound, put down his work and strode over to Meteor.

"What's wrong?"

  He was tall, and when he lowered his head to ask, raindrops flowed down his cheeks and silently disappeared into his collar.

  Qiao Zhao covered his abdomen, cold sweat mixed with rain, and his pale lips were speechless.

  Binglu cried anxiously: "Master Hou, our girl said it's cold."

   Shao Mingyuan looked deeply at the silent girl.

   This kind of demeanor was very familiar to him, presumably Miss Li was not only cold, but also very painful.

   "Forbearance for a while." Shao Mingyuan turned around and strode towards the carriage, with a clanging sound, and tied the broken carriage.

   He walked back, said "offended", bent over and picked up Qiao Zhao and walked towards the carriage.

   Ice Green was stunned for a while, then raised his heels.

   Shao Mingyuan put Qiao Zhao in the car.

   The carriage at this time was dismantled by Shao Mingyuan because the walls of the carriage fell apart, and it had become a carriage without a car, but it looked like a cart driven by peasants.

   Shao Mingyuan looked at Binglu and asked her, "Can I go by myself?"

   Ice Green was a little stunned, and nodded again and again.

  What did the champion Hou put the **** the carriage? There are no more horses.

   Then, Binglu covered his mouth in surprise, and watched Shao Mingyuan pull the carriage forward several meters with both hands, and then he chased after him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

  Qiao Zhao had abdominal pain like a knife, silently looking at the person pulling the cart, his mood was complicated.

   The man who lowered his head and pulled the cart seemed to be completely different from the man who had a cold expression under the city wall and shot and killed her without a word.

   But the two figures gradually overlapped again.

   Shao Mingyuan on the battlefield, Shao Mingyuan at this time, every side is real, but the choices are different when faced with different situations.

   And the only two times she was embarrassed in her life, that time, he killed her; this time, he saved her.

  Miss Joe thought in a daze: she might really be able to forgive him.

   The carriage was pulled off the road, and as the road narrowed, it became difficult to move forward.

  Shao Mingyuan stopped, slowly put down the car, and walked to Qiao Zhao.

   "Miss Li, there is a house not far ahead, I will take you to shelter from the rain first, and then go on your way when the rain stops."

  Qiao Zhao endured the pain and nodded lightly.

   With her physical condition at the moment, if she really insisted on going back to the city, I am afraid it will be worse.

   Shao Mingyuan leaned over and hugged Qiao Zhao again, nodded at Binglu, raised his feet and walked forward.

  The three of them walked along the mountain road, and sure enough, there was a house hidden in the lush greenery.

   The house is not big, and there are a bunch of red peppers that were beaten by the rain under the eaves, and a copper bell with the size of a bowl swaying back and forth, and the wind and rain covered the bell.

  Qiao Zhao raised his head to look at Shao Mingyuan, and only blinked his eyes because he was struggling to speak.

  Shao Mingyuan seemed to understand what she was thinking, and explained: "I walked along this road and I accidentally saw a reflection."

   He said it concisely, but Qiao Zhao understood it instantly.

  People here in the capital have a habit. If they live in sparsely populated places, especially the residences of some hunters, they usually hang copper bells engraved with blessing patterns under the eaves to ward off evil spirits.

  When the weather was good, the copper bell was reflected by the sun. Shao Mingyuan, who had passed by, inadvertently saw the reflection in the mountains and forests, so he guessed that there was a house here.

  This person is really careful, I don’t know how I met him today?

   Could it be that he went to Dafu Temple alone?

  Qiao Zhao lowered his eyes, hiding his thoughts.

   was just a flash of the gods. Shao Mingyuan carried Qiao Zhao to the door of the house and asked loudly, "Is anyone there?"

   After a while, the door opened, and a sturdy middle-aged man appeared at the door with a guarded tone: "What's the matter?"

"Xia..." Shao Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Xia and Shemei went to Dafu Temple to worship Buddha, but unexpectedly caught a heavy rain on the way back. Shemei is weak and can't get wet, and I hope Xiongtai can make it easier for us to stay in your place. shelter from the rain for warmth.”

   After he finished speaking, he took out a piece of silver from his purse and handed it over.

   The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to take the broken silver, and muttered, "What kind of Buddha do you go out to worship in such a day, come in."

  The three of Shao Mingyuan entered the house and found a younger man in the house.

   The man stood up.

   The middle-aged man said, "This is my brother, this is where we rest for hunting."

   He turned his head and said to the young man, "They came here to take shelter from the rain."

   The young man smiled, his eyes passed over the drenched Binglu body, and looked at Qiao Zhao again.

   Shao Mingyuan turned sideways to block the line of sight, and looked at him lightly.

  The young man scratched his head, showing a bit of honesty: "There are some dry clothes for our brothers here, do you want to change them? But there are no girls' clothes."

   The middle-aged man echoed: "Yes, if you don't dislike it, you can change it first. I'll set the fire and cook some hot soup."

   "Thank you very much then."

  The middle-aged man led the three of Shao Mingyuan into the inner room, and pulled out two clothes and a dirty handkerchief from the rough cabinet: "There are only two sets—"

  Shao Mingyuan took it over and handed it to Binglu, and said, "Thank you, brother, please sell the tiger skin hanging on the outside wall to the next one, my sister is freezing in the rain."

   The increasingly cold body of the girl in his arms made him a little worried, and what was even more unexpected was that although the girl was trembling all the time, she was quiet from beginning to end.

   "Oh, no problem, it's just that this tiger skin isn't cheap—"

   "It's okay, are these enough?" Shao Mingyuan handed over a piece of silver.

   "Enough, enough. Then you guys are busy first, I'll cook the soup." The middle-aged man clutched the silver and went out the door.

   Ask for a monthly pass. January is finally over. Thank you to every book friend who is willing to vote for Liu Ye with their precious monthly pass.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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