Runan. For the bodyguard Lei Zhonglian whose livelihood once depended on traveling outside, it was not an unfamiliar name.
Although he had never gone there, it was the next small county over from where the prefectural government was in Henan Province, Cai Prefecture.
It was not nearby. You had to go through Haiqing and Kaifeng. A quick horse would take ten days.
Why would you want to go there? And bringing the young master who was not far from death.
"My house is in Runan," said Miss Jun.
Lei Zhonglian turned his head to the side in shock.
At the moment, they had not only left the Yangcheng area, but they had also left Shanxi and entered Huaiqing.
Perhaps it was because they had left familiar territory, or maybe it was because the sick person in the carriage could not speak, or perhaps because the spring days were warm, Miss Jun often lifted the coach curtains and sat outside the carriage and talked.
