Chu Junmo leaned lazily on the wheelchair, "Give me a reason to have to bring you."

Yue Qingran paused, thought for a while and replied, "Did you forget it? I know how to treat it. I can bring me with you. I can also help the prince to read the medicinal materials at the auction first. Maybe it will also have an unexpected effect. Anyway, bringing me with me will not affect you, it is just a few people."

"All Mr. Wu can do these things."

Yue Qingran choked.

When Wu Lao, who was standing aside, looked at Chu Junmo and then looked at Yue Qingran, sighed as if he was determined, "I am old, let's leave these matters to you young people. I'll wait for your good news in the mansion."

Yue Qingran looked at Mr. Wu with a grateful look, then raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Junmo, "What excuse does the prince have?"

Chu Junmo snorted coldly, winked, and let Mu Tong push him out.

Yue Qingran hugged her arms and showed a successful smile, and waved to Chu Junmo's back as she left, "Your Majesty, I'll come to report on time tomorrow. Don't leave secretly with me on your back!"

It was already evening when Yue Qingran returned to the general's mansion. After visiting the nanny as usual, she returned to the room and sat alone in front of the bronze mirror. She slowly took off the gauze from her face. The ugly and terrifying face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

She slowly opened the drawer beside her and took out a knife and a bottle of ointment that had been cut off.

Her slender and straight fingers stroked the shriveled scar on her face, and she saw some abscesses that had been treated but not recovered next to her cheeks. She picked up a knife, sanitized it briefly, and then directly scratched the ugly pustules on her face.

In an instant, some unknown liquid collapsed from the wound, and blood mixed with thick liquid flowed out and covered her face.

Yue Qingran quickly took out the silk squid, cleaned the mixture one by one on her face, then opened a medicine bag, sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound, and then cut out some ointment and applied it to the scars on her face.

After a simple bandage, I took out the pills from the medicine box and took them.

Then I finally packed up and lay on the bed, recalling the past one by one, just like watching a light.

I don’t know how long it took, Yue Qingran fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up, it was already noon.

She suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the sky outside, and hurriedly put on her clothes and shoes and socks.

Hearing the movement inside the house, Zi Yin pushed open the door and opened, "Miss, are you awake?"

"I've overslept, why don't you call me?"

Zi Yin hurriedly stepped forward to help, "I haven't seen the lady be busy all these days. I finally slept well, so I just wanted to let the lady sleep a little longer. It's not time to go to the palace yet, so I don't have to worry."

Yue Qingran took the hat beside her and put it on randomly, "Today is different. I don't know if that guy has set out. If I can't catch up, I will really be stupid to death by myself."

"Ah? Is it so serious?" Zi Yin's face wrinkled, and she looked annoyed.

"Okay, okay, it's not a big deal. It's still early now. I won't talk about it anymore. I may be back late today. Don't wait for me. You can take good care of the nanny for me."

After Yue Qingran finished speaking, she hurried out and rushed to the Ming Prince's Mansion, but learned that Chu Junmo and his party had just set off.

She asked about the direction of her departure, and took a small path and ran wildly towards the city gate.

When she rushed to the city gate panting, she saw a group of people just leaving the city gate.

Yue Qingran recognized Mu Tong at the front of the team at a glance, "Guard Mu, wait for me, Guard Mu—"

Perhaps it was because the crowd was too noisy, and Mu Tong did not hear Yue Qingran's shouting. Instead, Yue Qingran was stopped by the officers and soldiers at the city gate. After checking, she finally left the city smoothly, but the carriage from Prince Ming's mansion had already walked away.

She gasped heavily, and as she watched the team gradually moving away, she looked around with anxiety.

When she saw the ox cart crowded with people not far away, she frowned slightly, and had no other choice. She stepped forward and asked the owner of the ox cart: "Uncle, are you going in this direction?"

Yue Qingran pointed to the direction where the carriage disappeared.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Which village does the girl come from when she sees her eyes?"

Yue Qingran respectfully said to the man, "I went to Beijing to work. I went to the village outside the city with the master's house. I got off the car and did something. I was forgotten by the master's house. I just passed by the carriage from this time, which was my master's carriage. My uncle just needs to take me over and put me down when I go to a place where I don't go."

The man looked at Yue Qingran's dress without much doubt. He estimated the distance to the next fork intersection and nodded, "Two copper plates."

Yue Qingran nodded, took out her few copper plates from her waist, handed them to the man, and squeezed into the ox cart with difficulty, in exchange for the woman's eyes rolling on the ox cart.

She squeezed into the edge of the ox cart and found a small empty seat to sit down.

"Sit firmly and set off." The man waved his whip, and the scalper who was pulling the cart sprayed two heat from his nose, licked the tight rope in his nose, shook his long tail, and raised his hooves toward the only official road outside the city.

The carriage had long disappeared, and Yue Qingran could only judge the direction of Chu Junmo and his group based on the marks on the ground.

The middle-aged man who drove the ox cart may have been intentionally helped her catch up with the owner who had forgotten her because of Yue Qingran, and rushed her way, but how could the ox cart be as fast as the cart? Not only did he fail to catch up, but this also caused the passengers on the ox cart to complain.

After passing several forks of roads, at the fourth intersection, the coachman slowly stopped the ox cart and looked back at Yue Qingran, "Girl, we are going to walk this path next. We chased us all the way. According to the mark of the carriage, the girl's owner should be not far ahead, but the passengers of my ox cart are basically from the same village. If you walk the road on this official road, you will have to take a detour."

Yue Qingran nodded and jumped out of the carriage neatly, "Thank you uncle, I've caused you trouble."

The man smiled and reminded Yue Qingran to pay attention to safety. Then he waved his whip and drove to the path beside him.

Yue Qingran sighed, and could still tell which one was entering the city and which one was leaving the city. She looked at the latest mark of the carriage left on the road and continued to move forward in the direction in front of her.

She walked along the way, wondering how many times she cursed Chu Junmo in her heart.

"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!"

Chu Junmo, not far away, sneezes a few times, frowned, raised his hand to touch his nose, lifted the curtain, and looked back meaningfully.

Mu Tong heard the movement of the carriage and leaned over, "Did the master suffer from a cold?"

Chu Junmo pulled a mysterious smile out of the corner of his mouth, looked at the high-rise sun, and raised his hand, "The heat is hot, I am exhausted, so I stop to make a tidying for a moment."

As soon as this said, Mu Tong was a little surprised. It didn't look like the style of his own master. But indeed, the weather today is particularly hot. It's still early, so I don't rush to go. I stopped and shouted to the team behind me: "Stay on the spot for a while and set off later."

"Yes!" A uniform voice came.

Chu Junmo took a sip of tea and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

After about a stick of incense, Chu Junmo's ears moved, and he opened his eyes instantly and lifted the curtain.

Seeing this, Mu Tong hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What are the instructions of the master?"

"Get out!"

"yes!"

Mu Tong held his hands and looked back, and saw a figure emerging from a distance. Mu Tong raised his eyebrows. Why didn’t he find his master so black-hearted before?

Now my understanding of Chu Junmo became clearer.
Chapter completed!