After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Gu Changsheng felt disgusted. He sighed silently, and went to rest in there: "If you need anything, just call out. When the inn, the youth boy will arrange everything."

"it is good."

The carriage swayed from Pingning Town to Xining County. After Gu Changsheng entered, the space became larger, and Xia Qianqian lay more comfortably, and fell asleep after a while.

As the sky gradually darkened, Han Yuqing stood under the corridor, looking around from time to time. Myolie and Ruier accompany them on both sides.

The lights in the courtyard were lit up, and snowflakes floated to the side of the lights, and the dim light made warm colors.

"Miss, let's go to the house and wait, it's cold outside." said Rui Er rubbing her frozen hands.

"I won't see him in the house." Han Yuqing shook her head, the wind and snow outside was very cold, but her heart was very warm.

She had already heard that Gu Changsheng was out for a drink with friends today, and asked Qingtong to come back and took the sweet-scented osmanthus wine she gave last night.

That is a good wine that nobles in Beijing can enjoy, and it will surely make Gu Changsheng face long in front of his friends.

Thinking of this, Han Yuqing felt warmer and even became proud. Longevity, I am the best woman for you. My talent and my family background are enough to be your good helper.

"But Miss, it's so late, no one knows when the Third Young Master will come back!" said Rui Er.

"I don't care, when he will return, I will wait until when!" Han Yuqing's eyes were filled with spring, wearing a fox fur and holding the hand stove, she could not feel the coldness of the girls.

Rui Er had no choice but to continue to wait with her. But it was too cold. She and Xing'er could only rub their hands and move their feet to drive away the cold from time to time.

I don’t know how long I waited, Han Yuqing’s legs were sore, and he asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's coming soon." Myolie said.

Han Yuqing was stunned: "It's so late?"

"Yes." Myolie said with a bitter face, "Miss, the third young master is afraid that he won't be back tonight, shall we wait?"

"He..." An unpleasant expression appeared on Han Yuqing's face, "He has the old example of not coming home at night?"

"It's not clear, should I ask someone to ask?" Rui Er suggested. She really couldn't freeze her hands and feet stiff.

Han Yuqing nodded and acquiesced.

Rui Er hurried to inquire, Han Yuqing used his sleeve to dust the snow on the wooden fence connected between the pillars of the porch, and sat against the pillars, looking lonely.

Seeing her upset, Myolie enlightened: "Miss, it's common for men to eat flower wine. How many young masters in our house don't go often? They just compose poems and sing songs."

"Talk about it!" Han Yuqing gave Xing'er an unhappy look.

In a small place like Pingning Town, what high-grade flower houses can there be? And Changsheng can go to such a place to drink flower wine, really unloving.

Myolie knew that Han Yuqing looked at Affinity but was actually a thoughtful person, so she didn't dare to speak any more.

After a while, Rui Er ran up and said, "Miss, the third master will not be back tonight."

"Huh?" Han Yuqing stood up, his disappointment deepened.

"They said that the Third Young Master went to Xining County and it would take several days to come back." Rui Er said.

"He has gone to Xining County." Han Yuqing suddenly felt relieved and yelled at Rui'er, "Say it clearly, and it makes people misunderstand."

Rail was confused: What did she say wrong?

"Miss, you can go back to the house and rest now!" Myolie stepped forward to help Han Yuqing, "The Third Young Master is going to do business, not drinking flower wine."

Han Yuqing finally smiled: "The third cousin's new restaurant is about to open. He must be busy with this matter. I also want to write to my father and brother and ask them to come back and beat the restaurant when the restaurant opens."