Even though Song Nanxin was extremely anxious, there was nothing she could do at the moment.
She stayed in the carriage every day, waiting anxiously. The number of "Beauty - Preserving Pills" in her hand was decreasing day by day.
After taking the last pill, Song Nanxin's face was fair and rosy under the effect of the pill, and her complexion was excellent. However, her face was not looking good, and her nerves were highly strung. Even when a team of black - armored soldiers passed by her, she would be startled, just like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.
This caught Song Yihuan's attention, who had been observing her carefully.
It seemed that something was wrong with her elder sister's state?
Song Nanxin's strangeness was not just her panicked look. Song Yihuan glanced at the cloak on Song Nanxin and the clothes she was wearing herself, then slightly frowned.
The weather was not that cold for her, but her elder sister was dressed as if winter had already arrived. Was she really that afraid of the cold?
Song Yihuan secretly noted this strangeness and quietly lowered her eyes.
The caravan would stop for a rest every two hours, allowing everyone to stretch their legs nearby.
Song Yihuan quickly finished sewing what she had in hand. It was a pair of wrist warmers made of rabbit fur, which were very warm.
When getting off the carriage to stretch her muscles, Song Yihuan took the opportunity of strolling around with Cao Jinyu and quietly put the pair of rabbit - fur wrist warmers into the saddlebag of the horse that Ji Lingchuan was riding.
After doing this, she quickly glanced around. Finding that no one was paying attention to her, she quickly pulled Cao Jinyu away.
"Hey, Yihuan, what's wrong with you?" Cao Jinyu looked confused.
Song Yihuan's heart was pounding in her chest. She said, "It's nothing. I just think General Wei Yuan is too strict. Even his horse has a menacing air."
Cao Jinyu chimed in, "You're right! I don't even dare to look at his face for too long. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night. Yihuan, it must have been really hard for you to live in Prince Ning's Mansion for a while."
Song Yihuan's eyelashes fluttered. She said, "It was really tough."
Ji Lingchuan was really scary when he had a straight face. However, in fact, he also had a considerate and gentle side. She couldn't help but wonder what exactly the Gentleman Lingji, who had corresponded with her before, had gone through to become such a serious and unsmiling person.
Ji Lingchuan filled his water bag and when he returned to his horse, he found a pair of rabbit - fur wrist warmers in the saddlebag.
He was stunned for a moment and took out the wrist warmers to take a look.
The rabbit fur had been well - treated and was very soft. The sewing technique was excellent, and almost no traces of stitches could be seen. However, on the back of the wrist warmers, someone had embroidered a small apricot flower with embroidery thread.
Seeing this apricot flower, Ji Lingchuan knew who had put the wrist warmers here. His heart warmed. He looked up and searched for the familiar figure around. Then he saw her chatting with the girl from the Cao family. There was a bright smile on her face.
Ji Lingchuan tightened his grip on the wrist warmers. The frost between his eyebrows melted a little, and the corners of his lips also curved slightly.
After the rest was over, urged by the guards, everyone got on the carriages again and continued on their journey.
The journey was always boring and monotonous. Song Yihuan could only fiddle with the fur in her hand. She stopped what she was doing, looked up and rubbed her neck. Suddenly, she heard a soft sound from the carriage. Then the window lattice was lifted, and a round object rolled in through the window and landed right in her arms.
Song Yixuan was sleeping on one side and didn't know what had happened at all.
Song Yihuan held the object that had been thrown in and stood there stunned. After coming to her senses, she opened the window and looked out. All she could see was Ji Lingchuan's back as he rode away on his horse.
Sitting back in her seat, Song Yihuan felt her heart beating fast, and she could hardly suppress the smile on her lips.
She unwrapped the object wrapped in a handkerchief and found that Ji Lingchuan had thrown in several bright red fruits, which looked extremely tempting.
She picked one up, took a bite, and the juice filled her lips and tongue. She closed her eyes in satisfaction.
They were quite sweet.
Another six days passed. The returning caravan arrived at the Xile Town Posthouse before nightfall.
Just like every time they stopped midway, the number of rooms in the Xile Town Posthouse was not enough to accommodate all the guests, so they had to share rooms.
In the past, in order to show her status as the Crown Prince's Consort, Song Nanxin always shared a room with Princess Ning, trying to show what a good daughter - in - law she was.
However, this time, she dared not share a room with Princess Ning at all. She had run out of the Beauty - Preserving Pills, and there were no more pills at hand. Once the effect of the pills wore off and she showed her ugly side in front of Princess Ning, she was afraid that she would lose her position as the Crown Prince's Consort.
Noticing Song Nanxin frowning tightly with hidden anxiety in her eyes, Song Yihuan stepped forward and offered, "Sister, can I share a room with you this time?"
Princess Ning was standing beside Song Nanxin. Hearing this, she raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Oh? This is quite rare. Along the way, this is the first time you, Miss Huan, have offered to share a room with your elder sister. Why is that?"
Song Yihuan lowered her head slightly and whispered, "I... I have something to say to my elder sister." As she said this, she glanced at a few young men huddled together not far away.
This coy look of a young girl was all too familiar to Princess Ning. She guessed that Song Yihuan had taken a fancy to someone but was too shy to tell others. Princess Ning laughed meaningfully and said, "In that case, I'll share a room with little Xiner tonight."
To be honest, Song Yihuan's offer solved Song Nanxin's urgent problem to some extent. Although she was even more reluctant to let Song Yihuan know about her predicament, she could only hide it for as long as possible.
Things had come to this, and she couldn't wait any longer. She had to think of another way to get through this difficult time!
Song Nanxin took Song Yihuan's arm and said with a smile, "Sure. Let's have a good chat tonight, sisters. Along the way, you've either been cooped up in the carriage or hanging out with Miss Cao. It's as if you've forgotten about me, your elder sister."
The room assignment was thus decided. Song Yihuan and Song Nanxin moved into the same upper - class room. Chunxing and Tanqiao, another maid assigned to Song Nanxin by Princess Ning, made the beds for the two of them and then left, leaving the sisters alone.
Song Nanxin was extremely anxious. After entering the room, she looked even more absent - minded and didn't even notice that Song Yihuan was following her.
Song Yihuan softly called out, "Sister." Song Nanxin was startled. She turned around and looked at her, her voice shrill:
"Why are you following me so quietly? You scared me to death!"
Song Yihuan said aggrievedly, "It's you who were too preoccupied. I've called you several times, but you didn't respond to me."
Song Nanxin said impatiently, "What is it?"
Song Yihuan asked with concern, "Sister, are you really okay? I think your face looks very bad. Is your old illness acting up again? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Now that we're staying in Xile Town, there should be a doctor in the town. How about we quietly go out and find a doctor to take a look at you?"