the first ten-li resting station

Liang Baoer knew that she was kind enough to leave for office today. She came outside Shiliting early in the morning and waited.

Knowing that the Anguo government was seeing him off at the city gate, she was embarrassed to see him off in front of so many people, so she specially came to Shiliting.

After waiting for nearly half a day, she thought he had already set out. She wanted to wait another hour and go back. Then she finally saw a familiar figure.

Liang Baoer hurried out of the pavilion: "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Hou saw a familiar figure in Shiliting from a distance. He rode a horse to her, stopped his horse, and then turned over and dismounted: "why is Miss Liang here?"

How dangerous is a girl here?

Liang bao'er blushed and took out a purse from his arms: "this is the purse I embroidered for you. It contains the peace symbol. Take care, childe Wen!"

She looked at him carefully, reluctant to blink.

I don't know when to see you again,

A year later?

He picked it up with a warm purse and some body temperature. He pinched it and stuffed it into his arms. He felt that his heart was warm: "thank you, Miss Liang. I'll take you back! Don't go out of the city alone in the future. It's too dangerous."

Liang Baoer quickly waved his hand: "no! Let's go, young master Wen! It's getting late! I have a carriage and guards!"

Liang Baoer pointed to the carriage not far away and two guards.

Gentle and kind, I was relieved: "then go back! I'm going!"

"Good!" Liang Baoer was worried about delaying his time. He couldn't catch up with the post station after dark. He hurried back to the carriage.

Kindly let one of the guards follow, take her back, and then continue to set out.

Liang bao'er lifted up the curtain of the carriage and saw a kind-hearted guard following behind her carriage, which warmed her heart.

I just hope time passes quickly.

Because she found that she had just begun to separate, she began to miss him.

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The stone is rotten and pine is withered. The stars change. In the twinkling of an eye, the sky floats up in winte