The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife

Chapter 237 - 237 Bumped Into



237 Bumped Into

Zhao Zhan had originally planned not to torment his lover too much at night.

Yue Jiaojiao was still so tired that she could not even open her eyes in the morning. Zhao Zhan had a doting look on his face as he helped her wipe her hands and face with a warm handkerchief. Then, he pulled her into his arms and carefully wrapped her clothes. Finally, he wrapped her tightly in a blanket and carried her into the carriage.

Madam Qin couldn’t help but sigh when she saw this scene.

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Although he was a hunter, based on his feelings for her young lady, she couldn’t find any fault in him.

Zhao Zhan woke up the moment he reached the town. When Yue Jiaojiao was fully awake, Zhao Zhan went to the entrance of the shop to take her out.

“Zhao Zhan!”

Fang Tianliu was acting in a particularly energetic manner today. He wore a jade hairpin and a crescent-colored long robe. He stood beside Li Xiangjun, who was wearing pink and white outerwear. He tried his best to straighten his back with one hand behind his back and put on a graceful look.

“Let’s go to the Lantern Festival!”

Xiangjun was willing to go to the mountain gaze with him on such a festival. No matter how he thought about it, she must be interested in him.

“Fang Tianliu, Li Xiangjun,” Zhao Zhan got off the carriage and stood in front of the two.

“Li Xiangjun and my wife are in the carriage, while you and I will drive outside. Let’s try to reach Huai County before lunch.”

“Xiangjun,” Yue Jiaojiao lifted the curtain and smiled, “Come on in, it’s cold outside.”

“I’m coming.”

After the two of them sat down, Zhao Zhan and Fang Tianliu sat on the left and right of the carriage, taking turns to drive.

With someone in the carriage, Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t just lie there lazily.

“You look really pretty today.” Li Xiangjun looked at Yue Jiaojiao with a face full of sincere admiration. “You’re used to seeing me as a manager every day. Now that I’m suddenly wearing girl’s clothes today, I keep feeling like I’ve put on the wrong clothes.”

Seeing her pouting, Yue Jiaojiao couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hey!”

The car suddenly trembled violently and Yue Jiaojiao lost her balance and slammed into the wall of the car. Li Xiangjun, who was sitting opposite her, even crashed into the back of the car and fell out.

“Xiangjun!”

Fang Tianliu saw that a layer of skin had been scraped on her wrist, and he immediately helped her up and sized her up. “Are you okay?”

Li Xiangjun shook her head in pain and couldn’t speak.

“Do you know how to drive a carriage?” Fang Tianliu was so furious that he jumped off the carriage and pointed at the coachman in front of him. “Can’t you see how big our carriage is? Don’t you know that you should take your time if you turn from the side?”

“You’re the one without eyes. I should blame you for scaring our horses!”

Fang Tianliu had never seen anyone more unreasonable than him.

Chen Xiaolang, who dared to blackmail him last time, was washing dishes in his shop!

Zhao Zhan paid attention to Fang Tianliu’s situation for a moment. However, Li Xiangjun was in the carriage and she could not lift the curtain. He could only ask anxiously, “Jiaojiao, are you hurt?”

Yue Jiaojiao held her forehead and let out a hiss from the pain. Her eyes were red, and her voice sounded like she was about to cry. “I hit my head.”

“I brought Doctor Sun’s medicine with me when I came out. It’s in the small bag beside you. Take it out and use what you need.”

“Zhao Zhan! Hurry up and come over! They’ve gone too far!”

Fang Tianliu was so angry that the other party’s overbearing aura had caused him to falter. He turned his head and shouted at Zhao Zhan, “I can tell that this group of people are barbarians from Bei City. No wonder they are so unreasonable!”

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