After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

The rain is getting heavier, the thunder is rolling by, and there is always a salty and damp smell lingering in the air, which makes people upset.

Li Miaoyi's brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

At this time, Zhong Xia said, "Miss, if you and the young general don't come down first, it will be bad if the horse suddenly frightens."

Li Miaoyi glanced at Xie Mingcang, who shrugged and nodded.

Li Miaoyi said, "Okay." After saying that, she was about to take out the oil-paper umbrella from underneath.

But Xie Mingcang was the first to take out the oil-paper umbrella, got off the carriage first, and then extended his hand.

Li Miaoyi was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but think of Song Yanxing, so she bypassed Xie Mingcang's outstretched hand, put her hand on Zhong Xia's, and got off the carriage.

Xie Mingcang withdrew his hand, but clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves, but he still had a careless look on his face, as if he didn't care about anything.

Seeing Li Miaoyi get off the carriage, Xie Mingcang quickly opened the oil paper umbrella and completely covered Li Miaoyi, completely ignoring his already wet back.

Li Miaoyi turned around and looked around. There was a desolate courtyard not far ahead.

Li Miaoyi said, "Come on, let's go in and take shelter from the rain." Because Xie Mingcang was by her side at this time, Li Miaoyi felt relieved. After all, Xie Mingcang was very skilled in martial arts and would always make people feel at ease when he was around.

Xie Mingcang nodded and said, "Okay."

The two walked forward slowly, Zhong Xia quickly followed behind Li Miaoyi, while the coachman was behind to solve the wheel problem.

This desolate courtyard is covered with broken bluestone slabs and overgrown sand, with a few dead branches lying across it, which seems to add a bit of desolation to the lost desolation.

In the silent courtyard, the only sounds were the swaying of weeds in the wind and the sound of raindrops falling on the ground.

There are still mottled peeling marks on the faded walls, like a static picture that has been baptized by the years. The dilapidated courtyard door hangs on half of the wall, crumbling, and there are vague spider webs and spider silk hanging under the eaves. Drifting in the wind.

Li Miaoyi slowly said, "This place hasn't been inhabited for a long time."

Xie Mingcang handed the oil-paper umbrella to Li Miaoyi, frowned and said, "I'll go in first and take a look. You wait here."

"Okay." Li Miaoyi nodded, took the oil-paper umbrella and stood there waiting.

After a while, Xie Mingcang walked out, walked quickly to Li Miaoyi's side, naturally took the oil-paper umbrella, and said, "It's okay to hide from the rain."

Li Miaoyi nodded and slowly walked in with Xie Mingcang.

The walls inside the house are mottled and covered with cracks and mold spots. There are dust and spider webs everywhere. There is a gloomy atmosphere everywhere. The windows are dilapidated and the wind blowing in is like a sharp blade. It is better than outside. Not much.

Zhong Xia first put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, then respectfully took the oil-paper umbrella from Xie Mingcang's hand, and placed the two umbrellas in front of the wall together.

After finishing everything, Zhong Xia slowly walked to the door and closed the wooden door. Although the wooden door was dilapidated, it was better than nothing. In order not to disturb Li Miaoyi, Zhong Xia slowly stood at the door.

Xie Mingcang looked outside through the crack in the window. The heavy rain had no intention of stopping.

Xie Mingcang frowned and said, "My mother is really unreliable. Why did she run so fast? In this wilderness, I can't even find anyone to help me."

Li Miaoyi bit her lower lip and said, "It's not that far from Zenxin Temple. Why don't we go to Zenxin Temple and stay overnight?"

Xie Mingcang frowned, opened his mouth slightly, looked Li Miaoyi up and down, and said, "Can you walk up Changsheng Mountain like this?"

Li Miaoyi lightly punched Xie Mingcang on the arm, and said, "Why can't I go up? Who are you looking down on?" Xie Mingcang screamed, covering the arm that Li Miaoyi had just punched, and exerted all his strength He rubbed it and said, "Can you act like a noble lady? This punch hurts more than the one from the southern barbarian."

Li Miaoyi raised her foot and kicked Xie Mingcang's calf, saying, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will never spare you."

Xie Mingcang raised his hand, stopped Li Miaoyi, and said slowly, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, why don't you? Grandma, please let me go."

Li Miaoyi snorted softly and said, "It's good that you know you were wrong." After a pause, Li Miaoyi slowly said, "If the carriage is not ready for another two hours, we will go to Zenxin Temple to stay overnight."

Xie Mingcang nodded.

Two hours later.

The wheels of the carriage were still stuck in the quagmire, unable to get out, and the rain was still falling with no intention of stopping.

There is no village or shop here. If we walk back to Shangjing, it will take at least two and a half hours.

Li Miaoyi sighed and said helplessly, "Let's go to Changsheng Mountain."

The three of them walked towards Changsheng Mountain.

Because it had rained, the road was muddy, and the mountain was not easy to walk on. Li Miaoyi's figure was a little unstable, and she seemed to fall down several times.

Xie Mingcang and Zhong Xia looked on with horror.

Changsheng Mountain is not dangerous, but the road is extremely slippery.

Once again, Li Miaoyi almost slipped. Fortunately, Xie Mingcang reacted quickly and reached out to hold Li Miaoyi, preventing her from falling.

Xie Mingcang sighed and handed the oil-paper umbrella to Li Miaoyi. She was still a little confused and turned to look at Xie Mingcang.

I saw Xie Mingcang walking in front of Li Miaoyi, slowly squatting down and saying, "Come up."

Li Miaoyi was stunned and did not move for a long time. Xie Mingcang was not impatient at all and said softly, "Come up, what are you doing standing still?"

Li Miaoyi bit her lower lip and finally climbed onto Xie Mingcang's back.

She held the umbrella steadily, trying not to let Xie Mingcang get caught in the rain.

Xie Mingcang also ignored her when she was young, but now, Li Miaoyi can clearly feel the difference between the two.

Xie Mingcang's back is now thicker, wider and taller, stable and can give people a sense of security.

In my memory, the little boy who couldn't stop swaying when he was carrying her, and who kept complaining that she was heavy, has grown up.

Li Miaoyi was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

The rainy mountain forest was even more silent. Xie Mingcang walked slowly and cautiously. Li Miaoyi, who was on his back, lay relaxed on Xie Mingcang's shoulders, squinting her eyes slightly in the breeze, as if taking a nap.

Zhong Xia quietly followed behind the two of them, neither far nor near.

Xie Mingcang's eyebrows were curved downward, his eyes were full of smiles, and his voice was soft, and he said, "Do you remember? When you were ten years old, you wanted to run away from home, and you sprained your foot." After a pause, Xie Mingcang's His voice was full of nostalgia, and he said, "At that time, it was also raining in the sky. I carried you on my back and walked most of the way to the capital and sent you back home."