Moran got out of the car and came back later. After getting on the car and putting down the curtain, She looked nervous and lowered her voice: "Miss, there is really another car behind the third car. Our car stopped and that car also stopped. No one in the car came down. There is only a young man who drives the car. The style of the car is the same as ours. I found an old woman to go up and explore. The handlebar style is still fierce to drive people."

"How? The house didn't send two cars to pick up the young lady?" Mo He, who has always been careless, also felt wrong. He looked uneasy and wanted to lift the curtain of the car and looked out, but he was pulled by Mo Xuetong.

"Miss, I have had a rest for a while and can start. At this time, I rush to the city and go back to the house to have breakfast in the morning. Everyone is very hard. I have a good lunch and can have a rest in the afternoon. At that time, the master is also at home. I will be happy to see the Miss arrive at this time." Before Mo Xuetong spoke, mother Li's laughter came from outside.

Mo Xue Tong winked at Mo LAN and said a word silently: "drag!"

"Mammy Li is bothering, but she has to wait a minute. The young lady is carsick again. I'm afraid she can't start until she has a rest." Moran raised the curtain and smiled apologetically at mammy Li outside.

"But it's getting late!" Mammy Li looked at the sky in embarrassment. A trace of anxiety flashed between her eyebrows. The letter was sent out in the morning. Seeing the carriage suddenly appeared behind her, she knew that her aunt had arranged everything and was waiting for the third young lady to drill. Waiting at this time, I'm afraid it would ruin her aunt's business.

"What mammy means is that you must go to town now, regardless of the young lady?" Moran's face was suddenly cold.

The master wanted to rest when he was ill, but the slave wouldn't let him. She couldn't believe anything. Mammy Li blinked and couldn't speak for a moment. She really didn't dare to say that. It's still early. Even if it's a little close, it shouldn't be a big deal. She just got down. The sick and weak in the car really had an accident on the road, and she can't afford it.

After mother Li retreated, Mo Xuetong gently asked, "Mulan, you and mother Shen go to the roadside to see if there are other cars and horses passing by. If so, we will take a ride behind others and go to the city together."

As expected, Mo Xuetong was as good as expected. After a while, Mo LAN got on the carriage and told Mo Xuetong, "Miss, there is really a carriage coming. It's a long way. It seems that there is a rich family. Do we follow them into the city?"

"What does mother Shen say?" Mo Xuetong glanced at her and said.

"Mother Shen said that she couldn't see who drove the car. There was no sign on the car, but it must be the house of dignitaries in Beijing. She also said that you should be careful. The following carriage reflected the mark of our Mo house. It seemed that it was sent by the house to pick up the young lady, but mother Li didn't mention it." Muran said softly.

Mo Xuetong opened a corner of the car curtain and saw a gorgeous carriage passing by his car. A snow-white and pure horse without a trace of miscellaneous hair. It can be seen that it is a good horse in a million when gently raising its legs and falling. The curtain made of yarn is blown by the wind. There is no human shadow between rising and falling. There must be a brocade couch in such a large carriage. It is normal not to see it, The corner of the eye swept a faint mark across the curtain, the eye color suddenly contracted, and the hand holding the tea cup trembled!