Chapter 1022: Conferring the Crown Prince (7)

"Okay, tomorrow morning, I will send them over!"

Cai Wei walked to the window and said, "It's getting late, I have to go, you should go back to the Prince's Mansion as soon as possible!"

Nangong Yi hummed, but went forward to hug her, buried his face in her neck, rubbed it reluctantly, and whispered for a long time: "My wife, come back early, I miss you..."

Cai Wei hummed, her heart was soft, if she hugged the man back at this moment, what followed would definitely be a lingering kiss and endless rubbing, if that happened, she didn't know when She could only go out, so she hardened her heart, pushed him away, jumped out of the window, and whispered: "I'm leaving first, you should go back soon!"

While speaking, the white-haired tiger had already appeared in the yard. Caiwei rode on the white-haired tiger, waved to the man, and disappeared in the yard...

Nangong Yi looked at the direction where the white-haired tiger disappeared with a sense of loss, and whispered: "Heartless girl..."

That night, he did not leave, but stayed in Caiwei's room. There was her remaining smell in her room, elegant and fragrant, which was exactly his favorite smell.

He lay down, resting his head on the pillow she usually slept on, tossing and turning in the middle of the night, and then gradually fell asleep...

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After a night of running around, Caiwei arrived at Qing County on the border of Mongolia and Slavery at dawn.

Qing County was her first stop in the north. When she arrived, it was still early, so she didn't want to disturb the Shen Mansion so early. She put the white-haired tiger into the space and followed it in. She had a good sleep in her newly decorated boudoir. The time in the space was different from the time outside. She slept for three hours and slept well, while only one hour had passed outside.

After sleeping well, she left the space and went to the street outside to have breakfast.

She remembered that she had met an old couple at a small stall. The old couple were very nice and the porridge they made was also very delicious. It was cooked slowly over a low fire, sticky and thick. The steamed buns were also very delicious, soft and chewy.

Unfortunately, the pickles of the old couple were not very delicious, so the business at the porridge stall was not very good.

Relying on her memory, Caiwei found the stall again. The old couple were busy, with a few vicissitudes of life smiles on their wrinkled faces.

Caiwei walked over and sat down at a table.

The old man selling porridge came over immediately and said kindly: "Girl, what do you want to eat?"

"A bowl of white rice porridge, a bun, and a plate of pickles!"

It was early in the morning, and she didn't want to eat too greasy food, so she picked two light dishes.

The old man said "ah", turned back to serve her porridge and buns, while the old lady picked pickles for her.

At this time, a brothel opposite opened its door, and a pretty little girl ran out, ran to the porridge stall, and called sweetly: "Grandpa, grandma."

The girl was eight or nine years old, thin and small. Although her clothes were not torn, there were scars on her hands and face, which looked very pitiful.

"Hey, hey----"

Hearing the little girl's call, the old couple responded in a hurry. The old lady opened the steamer, took out a big bun and a red-skinned egg from it, and stuffed them into the little girl's hands.

"Eat it, eat it quickly, eat it while it's hot, old man, hurry up and serve our girl a bowl of porridge..."