Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Except for resting at night, they basically did not delay the journey.

Ten days later…

A group of travel-worn people appeared in Luoping county in front of Luoping Pass.

Perhaps it was because they were close to the pass, so there were not many people, and they were dressed more casually.

After Han Zhuang paid the entrance fee at the city gate, he called someone to rent a house.

It was definitely not convenient for them to stay in an inn. On the contrary, the houses rented by the county residents were quieter and more suitable for Ye Muyu to stay in.

Soon, someone came back and rented a small courtyard with a backyard for five taels a month.

Han Zhuang told Ye Muyu about it in the carriage.

“Let’s go over and reorganize first.”

Old Madam Ye was a little carsick, and Ye Zhao was also not feeling well.

Ye Dejiang, on the other hand, forced himself to fall asleep in the carriage. Other than being a little disheveled, he was fine.

When the carriage team arrived at the rented courtyard.

Ye Muyu heard a neigh as soon as she got out of the carriage.

She saw a carriage speeding past on the street. Behind the carriage were two men riding horses.

The carriage sped past, stirring up a gust of wind.

The coachman of the Chu family hurriedly comforted his frightened horse. The horse stomped its feet before it recovered.

Old Madam Ye got down from the carriage. Just as she took a breath of fresh air, she choked on a mouthful of dust and sneezed. “Whose family is this? So fast. Aren’t they afraid of bumping into something?”

However, Ye Muyu noticed that the people around them were not surprised. After the panic, they swept the dust off the stalls. They were used to it.

“It should be a big family in the county. Mother, let’s go in and reorganize first. I will ask someone to send a message to the Shen family army at Luoping Pass to confirm where Eldest Brother is.”

Ye Muyu helped Old Madam Ye into the house.

Behind her, Ye Zhao brought Ye Dejiang down from the carriage.

Lu Sangqi got down from the carriage. “Bring everything in the carriage to my room,” he said worriedly. “They are all precious herbs. Don’t touch them.”

The servants hurriedly nodded and sent the luggage in in an orderly manner.

Then, they led the empty carriage to the backyard. At this moment, there was a commotion around them. The carriage stopped for a while. When the commotion stopped, the coachman felt that the carriage was obviously heavier. He subconsciously reached out to lift the carriage to take a look, but he did not see anyone.

After shaking his head, he ordered the carriage to enter the backyard through the back door.

Han Zhuang came over to check on the carriage and suddenly noticed something strange. He looked at the wet mud on the ground and then at the shoes of the servants in the residence. There were no such small footprints.

He quietly walked around the carriage twice and saw a figure flash by. He quickly walked forward and caught the person.

“Let go of me…” A seven or eight-year-old boy was struggling in Han Zhuang’s hands.

“Where did this person come from?” The coachman and the others were shocked. When they saw that it was indeed a stranger who had followed them into the backyard, their faces immediately turned pale.

“Hurry up and check what’s wrong,” Han Zhuang chided.

The coachmen hurriedly nodded and went to look around.

After a round of searching, he confirmed that only one child had sneaked in. There were no other losses.

When Han Zhuang came in with the boy, Ye Muyu had just called Huo An, who was good at sending messages, to ask about Ye Hao in the Shen family’s army.

“This child is?” Ye Muyu looked at Han Zhuang in confusion.

The boy had stopped struggling. He seemed to have gotten over it since he had been caught.

“I don’t know where this child came from. He hid under the carriage and slipped into our courtyard.”