"Xiaoju, please slow down, be careful of spraining your ankle."

Bai Jinghong reminded that the maid Xiaoju jumped off the carriage just now, and she was so neat that she didn't think of the little girl who cried in a hurry on weekdays. She looked a little like... She got off the car with Xiaoju's support, and walked into the inn while wondering why she remembered some things from the past at that moment.

But why do you think of the past?

It was obviously an ordinary process, but why did she think of Bai Heran the moment Xiaoju got off the car?

She looked at the little girl who was supporting her side again. She was still the little girl with a low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. She looked timid, had no idea, and had no courage.

Even when the secret whistle who was driving the car was coldly reminding them to walk faster, she shivered.

Just such a girl, why did she seem to see Bai Heran?

Is it because Xiaoju jumped too fast when she got off the car?

Are the movements too neat?

But a teenage girl should be flexible, right?

She convinced herself to continue to believe in Xiaoju, but at the same time, a little hope arose, hoping that Xiaoju is Bai Heran who she had been looking for forever.

If it was really Bai Heran, that would be great. What she hoped for could finally come true.

Bai Jinghong took a deep breath, and a sudden burst of hope suddenly rose in his heart. Although this hope is quite limitless, there is still another hope in life, so that life will not be as bad as before.

The coachman was about to sleep in the carriage, and Bai Jinghong took Bai Heran to only drive one room. The shopkeeper was very interested in Bai Jinghong covered with a veil. He looked at him secretly for several times, but he couldn't see the true appearance under the veil.

The upper room is a suite, inside where the master sleeps, outside where the servants sleep.

As soon as the two entered the house, a young man brought a basin and a cup to wash them, and asked them what they wanted to eat.

Bai Jinghong didn't say anything, so Bai Heran said, "Make a few side dishes and cook two bowls of noodles with soup!"

The young man immediately smiled and said, "Yes, the weather is cold, eating a bowl of noodle soup can warm your body.

A charcoal fire will be brought in later. The prepared charcoal in the room is all good, which is different from the charcoal in ordinary rooms. However, if you compare it with the ones you use in the house of a wealthy family, it is not comparable to those used by them.

But there are good charcoals, but if the lady wants to use good charcoals, she needs to make additional money.

Madam, do you think you should use the charcoal well, or just use the charcoal prepared in the store to just use it?"

This is a good idea. I said before that the preparations for the house are all good charcoal, but in the end they have to settle it.

Generally, if you can’t let go of your face, you have to use the charcoal for money. What you think is that you should not be looked down upon by the shopkeeper.

After all, I have lived in a house, so no one can afford to spend a few good charcoal money.

So the guys are almost always very successful in promoting charcoal fires, and they can make a lot of money from it.

But Bai Jinghong didn't have the intention of doing anything good or bad. She only slept in this inn for one night and would go to Tongcheng tomorrow morning.

As long as the house is warm, it doesn’t matter whether it’s good or not.

So he shook his head and told the guy: "No need, I will use the charcoal prepared in the store to make it overnight."

"Uh..." The guy was a little stunned, "I really don't need good charcoal?"

"It's really not necessary, I don't have any extra money either.

Thank you guys.”

Bai Jinghong's tone was plain, "Go and prepare for food. It's getting late. We'll have to rest after we finish our meal. We'll have to hurry up tomorrow morning!"

The guy left unhappily, his face looked very bad. He thought he could make money, but no one thought he would make any money.

Soon, the charcoal fire given by the store was brought in. The charcoal was indeed useful in the house. It was also good to use such charcoal in the small inn.

But the number is too small. Bai Heran calculated that it would be fine if it could burn for half an hour, but if it could not burn for half an hour, it would be fine if it could burn for less than half an hour.

They have to sleep here all night, how can this work?

Bai Heran frowned and was about to argue with the young man. Bai Jinghong pulled her and shook her head, and she said nothing.

Soon, the food came up. The guy delivered the side dishes and noodle soup, so he closed the door and told them to put it here after they had finished eating, and then leave the room early tomorrow morning before collecting it.

The two sat at the dining table. Bai Heran picked up a few chopsticks for Bai Jinghong, and then asked curiously: "Why don't Madam use good charcoal?

The guy was obviously unhappy because we didn't use the charcoal well. The amount of charcoal fire we sent was not enough, and it would be extinguished after a while. We had to freeze.

It’s nothing to do when I’m here, but I’m sorry for my wife. How can you bear this if you have a wealthy body?”

Bai Jinghong laughed, "I am a precious body, but I am just a toy in the hands of a man.

It was before... I was indeed a daughter.

It’s a pity that the years of being a daughter are too short, so short that I had not had time to enjoy the pride and fame that daughter should have, that day was over.

What is replaced is endless at the mercy of others and without dignity.”

She looked at Bai Heran with bitter face, "Actually, I didn't lie to that guy just now. The reason why I didn't use good charcoal was because I had no money.

Isn't it funny?

My new wife, who is the prefect of Lancheng, actually has no money on her, which sounds sarcastic.

But this is true. I really have no money. All the money was plundered by Lin... by my father."

When Bai Jinghong said this, he subconsciously looked around, especially at the window, and his eyes stayed for a longer time.

Bai Heran didn't say anything, but she knew that there was no one outside, so the coachman didn't follow and rested in the carriage.

There were two other secret whistles who lurked to the roof of the inn, intending to stare at Bai Jinghong, but Bai Jinghong and a little girl like her had nothing to watch for when they were sleeping in the house. In addition, she used some poison without any trace when she entered the inn, and it seemed that the two of them were also asleep on the roof.

So now no matter what Bai Jinghong said, no one except her could hear it.

"Xiaoju."

Bai Jinghong suddenly grabbed her hand, "Are you Xiaoju?"

Don't be afraid, no matter who you are, I won't blame you or drive you away.

Tell me who you are, is your surname Bai?"

Bai Heran narrowed his eyes, and indeed Bai Jinghong still thought of it, and finally doubted her.

But can she admit it now?

No, it’s not that she can’t reveal her identity in front of Bai Jinghong, she is afraid that Bai Jinghong’s acting skills will not be strong, and she will reveal her flaws in front of those secret whistles.

She has to enter the Copper City, and it is best to go in quietly without any effort.

So this scene has to continue until she meets Jun Mulin and removes the poison of Prefect Kang.

"Xiao Ju doesn't understand what the wife is saying. Xiao Ju's surname is Xia, not Bai."

She pulled her hand out of Bai Jinghong's hand, and she still looked timid, making Bai Jinghong a little dazed.

“Isn’t it really?

A Ran, if it was you, you would say to me, I will find you so hard.”

Unfortunately, he was still disappointed. Bai Heran still shook his head, shaking Bai Jinghong into despair.

"Eat, keep eating."

She stopped asking and started eating the noodle soup.

A large bowl of noodles was filled with soup, and it was clean in a short while.

Looking at Bai Heran's end, I didn't eat half a bowl.

"If you can't eat it, give me half a bowl, I'm not too full."

Bai Jinghong took the bowl in front of Bai Heran, "I seem to have a better appetite recently than before, and people have gained weight."

While saying that, I put the noodles into my mouth, and I didn't dislike it at all that it had been eaten by others.

Bai Heran also had to sigh that if one can completely change one's living habits and even let go of dignity, it can only completely destroy the will of this person, just like a clay man breaking and reshaping it, the shape of a brand new person is a shaping.

Bai Jinghong is no longer like the former one.

Seeing that the half bowl of noodles she had left into Bai Jinghong's stomach, Bai Jinghong cleaned up all the side dishes on the table, she thought about what Bai Jinghong said just now, and everyone had gained weight.

Yes, I'm a little fat. Before, Bai Jinghong had the kind of physical condition that he couldn't eat well, but this physique seemed to have been broken in the past few days, and Bai Jinghong's face was round.

Looking at the appetite again, Bai Heran suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Madam, let me clean up."

Seeing that Bai Jinghong was about to clean up the dishes in front of her, she quickly stood up, grabbed Bai Jinghong's wrist while snatching, and then sighed in her heart. As expected, Bai Jinghong was pregnant.

But whose child belongs to?

Is it Wei Jingtong or Lin Hansheng?

According to Bai Jinghong's meaning, Lin Han often came to the mansion to have fun with her when she was in Lancheng, so the child may not be able to tell who it belongs to now.

The bowls and chopsticks were packed together, and because the guy didn't come to pick them up, he had to pile them on the table.

She served Bai Jinghong to wash and go to bed. She heard Bai Jinghong ask her if it was A Ran before going to bed. She denied it again, and Bai Jinghong fell asleep.

She sighed softly and sat down beside the bed.

He reached out to stroke Bai Jinghong's hair twice, revealing his face completely.

I just used my internal strength and gave Bai Jinghong some medicine. Now I have fallen asleep.

She held Bai Jinghong's wrist again and re-diagnosed it, but it was still a happy pulse.

Judging from the pulse, Bai Jinghong probably didn't feel it yet after he had just finished one month pregnant.

Bai Heran was also helpless. The two people who once hated each other so much now came to this situation. One was waiting for the other to come to save him. The other was about to forget all the things he had made before, and he couldn't raise so much hatred.

Of course, she did not forget the appearance of Bai Jinghong's prosperous white lotus in Duke Wenguo's Mansion, nor did she forget that the reason why the original owner died of falling on the cliff was due to the gift of this young lady.

The two servants who used poison needles to assassinate the original owner were sent by Bai Jinghong. This was known from the time she first stepped into Duke Wen's mansion.

But after all, as time goes by, she has avenged the revenge she should have, and Bai Jinghong has died once in her hands.

Now that Lin Hansheng has been taken out and used, it is also a tragedy.
Chapter completed!