Gu Yundong was stunned. She was still in the carriage, but she had already lifted the curtain and looked out.
Then, she realized that a convoy was walking over. They stopped not far away. It seemed that they were also planning to rest.
Shao Qingyuan, who was outside the carriage, also looked at the convoy. It looked like a caravan transporting goods.
There were six carriages in the entire convoy. The carriages were filled with large boxes and sacks. She did not know what they were.
There were a total of 14 to 15 people, all of whom were tall and strong men.
They also saw Shao Qingyuan and the others. Seeing their clothes, they could roughly guess that the newly married couple was on a long trip.
The leader came over to greet Shao Qingyuan. "Little brother, we're a caravan transporting goods to Qing'an Prefecture. We're here to rest for a while. It's rare for us to be fated. Little brother, where are you going?"
"To Wanqing Prefecture."
