CHAPTER 113: CHAPTER 113: ACTING ON YOUNG MASTER DUAN’S ORDERS

But, didn’t Duan Yunfei say that this young girl is going to pick someone up? Why is she still buying grain here?

Le Zhao was very puzzled.

Originally, he intended to leave with Xuan Ying, but didn’t see Shen Qinglan’s figure among the crowd, so he went to Shengxiang Restaurant to ask Old Tang.

Old Tang said she had asked for three horse-drawn carriages, saying she was going to pick someone up, and then she left.

He followed along the way and spotted the three horse-drawn carriages here, intending to go up and see if it was Shen Qinglan, but then saw her come out carrying something.

Seeing the three coachmen panting heavily, wiping sweat even in the cold weather, while Shen Qinglan was lifting two bags at a time effortlessly as if carrying cotton.

If not for the word "Rice Shop," Le Zhao would have thought this place sold cotton.

Leaning against a nearby pillar, he watched the three coachmen who were exhausted from carrying and Shen Qinglan whose expression didn’t change, finding it quite amusing.

Finally, when they finished moving everything, the lady boss also closed up and left, but Shen Qinglan asked the other two coachmen to wait here while she and one of the coachmen delivered the grain back to Shen Mansion.

At this time, it was already past You hour and the sky had darkened so much you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

"Qinglan, where did you get so much grain?"

Seeing a cart full of grain, Dong Yao and Shen Shan were quite shocked.

"Father, Mother, I’ll explain to you next time. First, let’s unload the grain, I have other things to do."

Said Shen Qinglan, instructing the coachman to drive the cart to the back shelter and ask Ms. Yang to open a clean empty room, then move the grain inside.

Shen Shan and Shen Qingzhu came to help, even the limping Shao Yi followed along to assist.

Shen Qingzhu and the coachman unloaded the goods from the cart, while Shen Qinglan, Shen Shan, and Shao Yi handled the moving.

Shen Qingju and Dong Yao also joined in, and when Shen Qingju got tired, Ms. Yang joined, and soon, the cartful of grain was unloaded.

"Qinglan, it’s so late and raining, where are you heading?"

Seeing Shen Qinglan sitting back on the carriage, Dong Yao couldn’t help but ask.

"Business!" Shen Qinglan looked at them and said: "You guys go back and rest, don’t worry about me, I’ll be back soon."

Dong Yao instructed: "Be careful then! Come back earlier!"

"Alright!"

After responding, Shen Qinglan instructed the coachman to drive off.

Le Zhao, who was dozing off nearby, finally heard the sound of hooves not far away.

He yawned, straightened up, and walked towards the two carriages parked outside the rice store.

"Who goes there?"

Hearing footsteps approaching, the two coachmen became wary.

Le Zhao replied casually: "It’s me."

"Young Master Le?"

The coachmen asked tentatively upon hearing the voice.

"Yes." Le Zhao responded again, then lifted the curtain of one carriage and sat inside.

"This..."

The two coachmen exchanged glances, not knowing why Le Zhao came here and boarded the cart Shen Qinglan was supposed to use.

Without explanation, Le Zhao directly said: "I’m accompanying Miss Shen along the way."

At this moment, Shen Qinglan’s carriage arrived.

Shen Qinglan stared at the carriage where Le Zhao was and asked plainly: "Who is it?"

She didn’t sense any murderous intent, so her tone was very normal.

One of them left behind replied: "Miss Shen, it’s Young Master Le; he says he’s traveling along with you."

Le Zhao?

Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows, wondering what he was doing here.

"I’m here under orders from Young Master Duan to protect Miss Shen."

Le Zhao’s slightly lazy voice came from inside the carriage.