Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 183 Uncle Stalking
Ditz looked at Shang Liang Yue and Qi Lan, and followed behind Shang Liang Yue as usual.
He always felt that this woman would do something.
However, the reality was that Shang Liang Yue walked past Qi Lan without doing anything.
Ditz's eyes moved.
Rather surprised.
But when he was surprised, he only heard Shang Liang Yue squeak and open the folding fan.
It was a landing sound, and an urgent voice came from behind.
"Miss!"
Ditz looked back, Qi Lan fell to the ground, and the two maids anxiously helped her up.
He looked at Shang Liang Yue again, and Shang Liang Yue shook his folding fan and walked smoothly like a man, relaxed.
No one knew that the fall of Qi Lan was made by that young lady.
He almost missed it.
Shang Liang Yue and Ditz quickly disappeared into the crowd.
But Yunjian and Qingling helped Qi Lan, seeing Qi Lan's face pale and sweating on her forehead, they were anxious.
“Nona, we'll be back home now!”
Qi Lan twisted her legs, and she did not know how.
He only knew that when he walked, he suddenly twisted his ankle to the side, and it sprained.
Right now his ankle hurts.
Several servants teamed up to place Qi Lan on the carriage, and soon the carriage drove towards the Prime Minister's Palace.
No one cares too much about this little episode.
But this scene fell into the eyes at Tianxiang Restaurant.
Nalan Ling shook the folding fan, looked at the oncoming carriage leaving, and smiled, "Your Majesty, can you see how Miss Jiu moves?"
He didn't see it at all.
Di Yu did not look at the carriage, but saw the man hiding among the crowd.
Dressed in blue, holding a folding fan and fanning it unhurriedly, he completely froze.
Nalan did not hear his answer, looked at the person standing beside him, and then followed Di Yu's line of sight, his smiling eyes narrowing.
“If Wangye wants to see Miss Jiu, why don't you follow?”
Di Yu averted his gaze, a pair of phoenix eyes stared at him motionlessly.
The smile on Nalan's face stiffened.
My lord, don't look at me like this!
"This uncle has this intention."
"..."
After three seconds, Nalan listened and reacted.
But when he reacted, where was Di Yu before him?
Look at the crowd ahead.
Shang Liang Yue also left.
Are these two ghosts?
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Shang Liang Yue and Ditz went to buy another carriage and left the city.
But before leaving the city, he also bought some dry food.
In ancient times, there were no commissioners, no supermarkets, and no dry food prepared, so people would die of hunger.
Just talking about dry food, Shang Liang Yue remembered the steamed buns he bought at the market with his Nineteenth Uncle.
At that moment, he thought that the rear bread basket had been taken by someone.
Unexpectedly, a steamed bun appeared at his breakfast the next morning.
Only then did he know that the steamed bread was not taken, but was sent to Yayuan by the Nineteenth uncle.
At this moment, Shang Liang Yue was sitting on the carriage, looking at the steamed bun in his hand, and feeling that Ninth Uncle was quite good.
It was just a little more domineering, a little stronger.
Ditz drives a car.
Since I had to return the same day I left town, I didn't have much time, once I got on the train, the train quickly ran out of town.
Shang Liang Yue was sitting on the carriage, this was the first time she had been bumped like this, and her body was extremely uncomfortable.
Within half an hour he vomited.
He knew that not he could not, but his body could not.
This body is too weak!
Shang Liang Yue held onto a tree and spewed out his entrails.
Ditz supported him, frowning, "Miss, I think we should go back."
Shang Liang Yue's face was extremely ugly, and her bloodless face was even paler now.
His forehead was sweating, his eyebrows were clenched, the entire person was extremely weak, and it seemed like he would fall at any moment.
"Master, give me some water." He said in a hoarse voice, which sounded pitiful.
Ditz immediately took the kettle. “Nona.”
Shang Liang Yue took it, and poured it.
After gargling and drinking a few sips of water, he looked a little better.
He felt that he had to take some travel hangover medicine on this trip back.
Ditz supported him towards the train. "Miss, let's take a break."
"Yes." Yeah." Shang Liang Yue sat on the carriage and looked around.
Now he has left the city, on the official road.
This official street is lined with dense forest, overgrown with weeds, and not a single house is visible.
It's a really good place to kill people.
“Master, how long will we get to the mass grave?” Shang Liang Yue asked as she wiped her sweat with a handkerchief.
Ditz looked around and said, "If you're fast, it takes at most one stick of incense, and if you're slow, it takes about two sticks of incense."
Shang Liang Yue frowned, and it was almost half an hour.
Not far.
“Then be fast.”
Getting there early, he would see if there were any herbal remedies for motion sickness, he would feel better after eating them.
Ditz frowned and looked at him. "Miss, your body—"
Shang Liang Yue interrupted him, "You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine."
After he finished speaking, he pulled the curtain. "Let's go."
Ditz frowned and pulled the reins. "Road!"
He knew for whom the young lady was in a hurry.
Su Xi was fine.
A little servant, he was so extravagant, he had never seen a master like this.
Miss Jiu is very different.
Although Shang Liang Yue made Ditz go faster, Ditz was not faster, but slower.
When it came time to get to the mass grave, it was only about two sticks of incense.
Shang Liang Yue was assisted by Ditz from the carriage.
“Nona, are you okay?”
Shang Liang Yue said badly.
He knew that Ditz was slow, but that was also for his good.
But even if it was slow, he could not bear it.
This body is really trash!
"Help me sit on the grass," Shang Liang Yue said in a hoarse voice.
Sad ditz. “Ya.”
Carefully helping Shang Liang Yue sit on the grass.
Of course, he took off his coat before sitting down and placed it on the grass.
Shang Liang Yue frowned. "Sir, what are you doing? Wear it quickly."
He handed over his clothes and sat down on the grass.
He is weak, but he is not fragile.
Ditz looked at him, the coldness in his eyes slightly melted.
Ditz put on his clothes and sat down next to Shang Liang Yue.
He looked at her bluish face, with his agitated eyes, and said, "Miss, I will try to free you with my inner strength, and see if I can feel more comfortable."
Shang Liang's eyes twinkled.
Yep!
Why didn't he think about this.
Shang Liang Yue immediately said, "That's troublesome Sir!"
Ditz's hand fell on Shang Liang Yue's back, pushing his inner strength, and a warm current immediately flowed into his body, and Shang Liang Yue's entire body felt at ease.
When Ditz took his hand back, Shang Liang Yue stood up and folded his hand. "Thank you, sir."
He's much better.
“Sama-sama, miss.”
Looking at his face carefully, it was indeed much better than before, but he still asked, “Nona is better?”
“It's been better, don't worry, I can now go looking for herbs."
Run to the funeral.
In front of him was a mass grave, he remembered it very clearly.
The figure disappeared in an instant, Ditz was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed.
And not long after the two left, one person came out.