"I didn't let you two..." Yu Wenling said unceremoniously.

"Come up." Yang Qingyuan suppressed his anger and stretched out his hand to Yu Wenling.

Yu Wenling felt that he had achieved his goal and did not want to compete with Yun Chuan. He stretched out his hand and was pulled by Yang Qingyuan, sitting in front. "Tighten the reins and don't talk." Yang Qingyuan shouted.

"I know, brother Qingyun." Yu Wenling responded crisply.

"If we had said we would ride on the same horse, we wouldn't have wasted so much time!" Yunchuan muttered angrily.

Yun Xi thought that she had been sitting in front of Yang Qingyun's horse before, but it turned out that this position had changed hands a long time ago. She took Yu Wenling's horse in her heart and prepared to go on the road.

"I'll do it." Yu Wenhan took the reins from Yun Xi's hand and said apologetically.

On the way, although Yang Qingyun deliberately bent over to keep the distance from Yu Wenling, Yu Wenling felt very sweet thinking about being so close to Yang Qingyun, riding a horse together in the wind. This was something that he could only hope for in the past.

This is the kind of treatment only a sister can have!

But after all, she couldn't bear her temper. When the horse stopped going so fast, Yu Wenling whispered: "Brother Qingyun, where did those two Tusang people come from? It looks weird to me. We are following like this."

What if something happens if two people of unknown origin leave?"

Yang Qingyuan carefully analyzed that the encounter with these two people was a complete coincidence. Now changing the route to go to Xiayi was completely unexpected and helpless. Besides, it is a good thing to visit more ethnic groups this time in the desert.

, I believe Yu Wenhan has the same idea as him.

"They don't know our identities, so there is no need to harm us." Yang Qingyuan replied.

"You see, I feel uncomfortable today and have rested so many times. Not only did they accompany me all the way, but they also said they would find a carriage to take us there. Why should we be so attentive when we meet by chance?" Yu Wenling thought about it carefully and felt that he had made a very wrong conclusion.

Reasonable.

"If you're afraid, don't say anything when you get to Xiayi later." Yang Qingyuan replied calmly. After saying that, he waved his whip and speeded up, not wanting to say any more words.

In almost two hours, the five people arrived at the Xiayi. The Xiayi is the smallest nomadic group among the four major ethnic groups in the northern desert. It is located in the northwest, adjacent to Tusang in the east, bounded by Xuelong Mountain, and in the south by the affiliated ethnic group of Dawei.

Bordering Huangbei. Although the Xiayi territory is small, it is rich in mines and has business contacts with Dawei and other ethnic groups. However, it often conflicts with Huangbei, which gives Dawei a lot of headaches.

Yun Chuan and Yun Xi led the three of them to the gate of the large tribe. Yun Chuan dismounted and said, "Yun Xi, you take them here later, I will come out to pick you up later."

Yun Xi understood Yun Chuan's intention, led Yun Chuan's horse, nodded and said: "Well, I'm here, you go ahead."

Yun Chuan walked up to the guard and whispered, and the guard immediately led her towards a large yurt in the center.


Chapter completed!