The sky gradually became darker, the north wind was bitter, and when the strong wind came, the grass began to sway, and the whistling wind was like a bellows, blowing the grass chips all over the sky.

Dozens of new army students from the town quickly found a small hill facing the leeward, sought the source of water, and then began to camp.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to find several caravans following the team from afar. They knew that this was the convoy of Zhenguo Mansion. If they followed them together, they would feel much more at ease, but they did not dare to come forward to disturb them. So they just followed them from afar. Ye Chunqiu and others stopped and they also camped in the distance.

Ye Chunqiu's account room has been built, and some people still pull out wood from the truck to build temporary stables and fences.

There are many wolves in the grassland, and there are occasionally horse thieves, but they don’t care about soldiers of these professions.

The servants on the other side raised many bonfires and began to bury pots to make rice.

Ye Chunqiu also went up to help remove some daily necessities. According to this degree, you can get to Qinglong tomorrow, so you don’t have to hurry up early tomorrow morning. It’s better to be late. Ye Chunqiu brought a lot of books and moved them down in boxes by himself.

Originally, Tang Bohu followed Ye Chunqiu with his hands behind his back, thinking that he would follow the Duke of Zhenguo to inspect.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chunqiu was moving things himself. Tang Bohu couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ye Chunqiu was like this. He naturally couldn't stand aside, so he trotted forward and said, "Oh, Master, little son, come to help you."

After saying that, Tang Bohu rushed to snatch the bookcase from Ye Chunqiu's hand and said, "What is yours, what is yours."

Ye Chunqiu was not polite and didn't want to spoil him. When he relaxed his hand, Tang Bohu suddenly felt that he couldn't bear it.

Just now, seeing Ye Chunqiu moving lightly, he didn't know how heavy it was. He suddenly felt his waist was so sore, and he staggered for a few steps, almost falling into a fall.

Finally, he carefully put down the bookcase. Tang Bohu couldn't help but breathe, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and giggled from behind him.

When Tang Bohu looked at it, he saw a little maid passing by with clear water. Although it was not a country-like beauty, it was still considered a jasper in the small family.

Tang Bohu knew that this was the maid from Ye's house who was following him. Thinking of the way he was seen by this maid just now, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He felt that he should show his macho spirit, so he ruthlessly carried the bookcase and headed towards the tent crookedly.

"Wrong, moved wrong." The maid was already laughing and said, "It should go to the tent there. There is a bonfire in that shed, otherwise the books will be damp."

"Ah." Tang Bohu suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Dare you ask the girl, Gao?"

"I don't have a surname, and I don't know who my parents are. The lady adopted me since I was a child, and then followed the lady to the Ye Mansion. During this trip, the lady asked me to follow Maggie and Qingxia to take care of my son-in-law. My name is Qiuxiang."

"Ah Oh Qiuxiang"

Miss? Son-in-law?

Well, it turns out that he is the maid next to the wife of Zhenguo Mansion!

Tang Bohu did not focus on Qiu Xiang's identity. His first thought was that the name was quite vulgar, but he didn't dare to say it. He had to endure the huge pain, continue to carry the box, and move towards the warehouse step by step.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!