Mingruo's eyes rolled, and a little thought that teased people came up: "Do you really want to learn?"

"Yes." Si Haochen seemed to be a little lighter than before when he heard the little girl's tone.

"Then you have to cry with me..." Mingruo blinked his big eyes.

"Ahem, I will accompany you..." Si Haochen felt that it was a bit difficult to 'cry together'...

Seeing Si Haochen frowning slightly and looking serious, Mingruo felt a little cute, and suddenly he was not so sad: "Let's go back."

"Okay." Si Haochen led Ming Ruo and walked slowly back to the boat from the plank road.

The manager on the boat said that when you set off now, you can reach the next mooring point in the evening.

Si Haochen looked at the sky. Although it was a little later than usual, it was not too late: "Then let's go."

"Yes." Shortly after the manager left, the boat started to rush forward.

Feng Muyuan has been very peaceful these days and has been staying in the room to recuperate. He has been protected by the guards, but the injuries are not serious. He heard that King Nanrong Chun left with the envoy, so he came out of the room and walked on the deck.

His purpose is very simple, and the room tastes a bit big. Since King Nan Rongchun has left, the second floor must have been empty. Logically speaking, he can move upstairs.

(Mingruo: There are many empty rooms on the upper floor, and Xiaobai and Weibo each have a room. Why do you live next to the treasure room? Do you have no idea what to do?)

Mingruo sat in the tea room, setting up a window to look at the river view outside. Occasionally, a Feng Muyuan broke into his sight and became a disharmonious factor in the beautiful scenery.

Mingruo turned his eyes on Feng Muyuan: "Is Feng Muyuan playing the role of a tiger?"

"Hmm?" Si Haochen, who was playing chess with Jun Che, looked out the window and saw Feng Muyuan walking around under the window.

"It looks like a tiger locked in a beast garden." Mingruo only felt that he could have patellated the deck with his back and forth.

"Cough." Jun Che smiled but didn't say anything. It looked a bit like that.

Young Master Xiaobai heard someone imitating it and jumped onto the window frame with a cat step - this is not like a tiger, it looks like a stupid donkey pulling a mill.

The scarf jumped to the windowsill, what were you looking at: "Jiji."

"Meow~" Adults are working, children go there, don't make trouble!

Unfortunately, the scarf does not have the wisdom of Lao Tie, so he doesn’t understand what Xiaobai is meant at all, and he still stands foolishly on the windowsill.

When Young Master Xiaobai saw the stupid donkey coming over again, he slashed his claws and knocked the wooden stick from the window directly on Feng Muyuan's head.

Young Master Xiaobai quickly fled from the scene of the crime. Wei Ne was a little confused, but her body reacted very quickly and jumped back quickly. But it was still a little slower, and a few hairs on the tip of her tail were pinched off.

"Jijiji..." The scarf cursed at the young master Bai.

The young master Wang Zhi said "meow" in contempt, and his scarf immediately seemed to have been pressed to mute the button, and he was afraid in seconds.

The scarf blinked his big black eyes and asked a question from the soul - why does it feel like you are strangled to your throat?

Feng Muyuan covered the bulge that was smashed out from above his head, his head buzzed, and his ears were both moaning and foxes... He came out to show his presence, and he could be accidentally injured by a fight between cats and dogs.

When people get unlucky, they really get stuffy even if they drink cold water!

Feng Muyuan felt tired, so he had to go to the manager on the boat and asked to change the room farther from the stern of the boat.

The envoy of Nanrong left, and indeed made several empty rooms. The manager took Feng Muyuan to watch one by one, allowing him to choose at will.

Ming Ruo, who witnessed the entire process of the incident, lying on the table with a smile. She had already automatically transformed this scene in her mind into a classic scene where Ximen Daguanren was hit on the head by a fork rod.

Well, thanks to Ximen Muyuan and Pan Xiaobai for their dedicated performances.

Si Haochen and Jun Che also saw it, but Mingruo's laughter was not at all.

The boat had been on the way for another three days, and Jun Che also had to take the land to the Yunzhong Hall. The previous carriage was brought up from the bottom cabin and sent to the shore.

The poor horse was floating on the boat for nearly a month, but when he arrived on land, he felt a little uncomfortable. He walked shakingly, like a drunkard.

Fortunately, there was a courthouse at the dock, so Zelan hurriedly took the coachman to buy horses.

"As a helping brother, please help me bring these things to the master first. We will try our best to rush back to accompany the master for the New Year." Mingruo asked Chuyi and Xunyi to move two large boxes next to the carriage.

Officials from Donghuan who came to see him off had already arrived at the dock to wait. When they saw a box being moved down, they only thought it was the luggage of the National Normal University.

Seeing that the junior sister was going to take him off the boat, Jun Che stopped him with a smile: "It's OK here, there is no need to get off the boat."

"Okay." Ming Ruo also knew that Prince Yun and the National Master had been secretly in the past and wanted to arouse Danxu's suspicion, "Senior brother, be prepared, wait for me to go back for the New Year."

"Okay." Jun Che nodded.

Hey? The senior brother said he didn't want her to send her away, but why did he suddenly stop leaving?

Mingruo blinked his eyes inexplicably, did he forget something?

"Well, where is my candy?" Jun Che saw that when Yan Zhaobai left, the junior sister gave him the candy painting.

"Oh." Mingruo quickly took out a 'sugar dragon' from his sleeve, suppressed his smile and handed it to Jun Che.

"Thank you, junior sister." Jun Che also took a 'big dragon' and got off the boat happily.

Looking at the senior brother's fairy-like back, think of the sugar paintings he held in his hand... Ming Ruo covered his face, and the national master's immortal character was completely destroyed.

When the National Master got off the boat, the sugar paintings in his hand were already lying in the Hanyu box. (Jun Che: The boxes are all ready, so it won’t be possible if you don’t give me sugar paintings.)

Si Haochen twitched the corners of his mouth. The age of Jun Che and Yan Zhaobai in front of his wife is impossible to be more than ten years old!

"I transferred that." Si Haochen said with a deliberate face. (Lanyi: Okay, you three are not over ten years old together!)

"Haha." Mingruo quickly took out the 'sugar dragon' and 'sugar tiger' from his sleeve bag, "Look, this dragon is the most energetic among the three, and the best ones must be left to my husband. Our Dragon Trench Tiger Leap combination is the perfect match."

"Yes." Si Haochen expressed satisfaction.

"That little one will help you put it away." Mingruo's expression was very terrifying.

"Okay." His Highness Prince Yun was very arrogant at this time.

Mingruo put the sugar painting back into the space and suddenly felt that he looked like a kindergarten teacher and was so tired.

Everyone from the Ministry of Rites and the Honglu Temple respectfully sent the National Master away, and they were relieved when they came back - although they were all on the boat, the National Master and Prince Yun only lived on the second floor. Although the emperor wanted to find out the situation, they did not dare to go up casually, so they did not know how the two of them got along during this period.

But judging from the current situation, the two should have no social relationship. The National Normal University left, and Prince Yun didn't even get off the ship to see him off. It was obvious that he was too lazy to even give up his face.

When the two officials returned to their room, they both wrote in a hurry.
Chapter completed!