On the carriage, Leng Mu Ning restrained the weak appearance of the Heavenly God Sect just now, and his beautiful face was cold.

Zhang Sui sat cross-legged on the fur wooden bed of the carriage, next to Leng Muning, and sat with his eyes closed.

"I said that I can go back once in seven days." For a long time, Leng Muning took the lead in breaking the calm and said.

"I'm a little busy, so I won't go back." Zhang Sui replied lightly.

Leng Muning frowned slightly, turned her head, glanced at Zhang Sui's side face, and said, "Are you angry?" ”

"Angry? Why should I be angry? Zhang Sui still closed his eyes and replied: "You and I just met in Pingshui, but it was just a coincidence that we had that bad fate." ”

A trace of evil flickered on Leng Muning's face, as if talking to herself, and said viciously: "Dong Yirou, next time I touch you, I have to peel your skin!" ”

Zhang Sui opened his eyes, glanced at Leng Mu Ningjiao's side face, and closed it again.

"Go back today, you can sleep well, and prepare well tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning, I'm going to take you to see my parents, who want to see you. Leng Mu Ning calmed down again.

Seeing that Zhang Sui didn't answer, Leng Muning said again: "You are now my husband, and when you go out, you represent the face of my Ruling Mansion." Our Leng family is a famous family, and we all have the demeanor of everyone when we are dispatched. ”

Zhang Sui responded and said, "I know, I'll look at it." ”

"You don't have to do anything, I'm just telling you." Leng Muning shook his head and said, "Your family is poor, and you can't think of our family's set of cumbersome rules. Anyway, when the time comes, you follow me, and you will do whatever I tell you to do. If I don't say anything, don't speak. Everything has me, you just have to do what I say, just say it. ”

The muscles on Zhang Sui's face twitched slightly, and the green tendons on his forehead twitched faintly.

Leng Mu glanced at Zhang Sui beside him, and admonished: "It's not that I underestimate you, the living customs of the family and the poor, you can't imagine the gap at all. I'm thinking about you, I don't want you to make a fool of yourself. Of course, if you make a fool of yourself, I won't be able to hang my face. ”

"I hope you can understand, I am not alone, I am in charge of the entire Qin Dynasty's spear god guards. As a commander, no matter what time it is, you need to be face-saving, otherwise, you will not be able to convince the public. ”

After Leng Muning finished speaking, seeing that Zhang Sui didn't listen to it in the slightest, a pair of eyebrows trembled slightly, held back his anger, and said coldly: "At home, I can bear it if you are casual." But when you leave the house, you have to worry about my face for these things. ”

"Understood, my Lord." Zhang Sui took a deep breath, held back the anger in his heart, and replied.

Leng Mu Ning opened his mouth, stopped talking, and finally closed his eyes again, and meditated.

From the Heavenly God Sect to the Commander's Mansion, it took three minutes for the carriage to arrive at its destination.

Along the way, Zhang Sui and Leng Muning didn't say a word.

Back at the Commander's Palace, the two men each bathed and ate with the help of a female servant, and then lay down on the bed, each on their side, far apart.

Zhang Sui lay on the bed, with his back to Leng Muning, looking at the curtains beside the bed.

Thinking of Zhou Yanxin's shy appearance in his mind, recalling that when he kissed her on the side of the face, she ran away in a hurry like a rabbit, and then wrestled three times, Zhang Sui couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know when Yanxin will be able to let go of the shyness in his heart, lie down beside me, and do those indescribable things with me."

I don't know when, Zhang Sui fell asleep groggily.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

Leng Muning had already gotten up, and there was no one in the room.

Zhang Sui yawned, opened his arms, and let Yinjia and Yinyi put clothes on themselves.

After getting dressed, Zhang Sui sat in front of the dresser again, looking in the mirror, Yinjia and Yinyi held black silk and tied up his short hair, quite surprised.

Some of the technologies of this dynasty continent are really not inferior to the earth in the twenty-first century.

After nearly an hour, Yinjia and Yinyi bowed to Zhang Sui and hugged their fists, and then exited the room.

Zhang Sui looked at himself in the mirror stupidly, and saw that he was wearing a snow-white robe at the moment, and the short hair on his head had been tied into long hair, and his long hair was tied up with a glass cup.

Dressed like this, he really looks like a rich boy, far from being comparable to the previous sling.

stood up and went out, but saw Leng Muning dancing a spear in the garden of the Commander's Mansion.

Standing in the garden and watching for a while, Zhang Sui couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Leng Muning herself is not as beautiful as a mortal person, coupled with the posture of dancing spears, no matter how you look at it, you can't take your eyes off.

Zhang Sui frowned slightly, turned his head, forced himself to look away, and walked towards the hall.

No matter how good Leng Muning is, there is only the name of husband and wife between him and her, and there is no reality of husband and wife.

Watching Zhang Sui leave, Leng Muning did not stop until half an hour later, when a complete set of spears was exhausted, did not stop.

Zhang Sui didn't wait for Leng Muning to have breakfast, after eating breakfast alone, Zhang Sui stood outside the Commander's Mansion and looked at the carriage at the gate of the Commander's Mansion.

This time, it was still Zhi Lan and another silver-white armored girl who drove the carriage, but it was not the original two-headed healthy horse that pulled the carriage, but a white horse with a whole body as white as winter swan feathers and snow, without a trace of miscellaneous hair.

Seeing Zhang Sui's eyes looking at the white horse, Zhi Lan said: "Uncle, this is a dragon horse, and the blood of a dragon flows in his blood." There are only six dragon horses in the continent of our dynasty, and there is only one in our Commander's Mansion. Ryoma is psychic and able to understand what his master is saying. ”

Zhang Sui nodded at Zhilan, walked up to Ryoma, and asked, "Can you be my mount?" ”

Ryoma's nose spewed out two clouds of white gas, and his huge bright eyes looked down at Zhang Sui and shook his head.

Zhang Sui had a cold face and cursed in a low voice: "Beasts will also look down on people!" ”

Zhi Lan and another girl in silver and white armor glanced at each other and looked at each other.

Another girl in silver and white armor spoke up: "Uncle, Ryoma is psychic, so I need to communicate with it and make friends with it." Ryoma is very talkative, but although my uncle is the master, it is the first time I have met him, and he is very strange, so he is unwilling to pay attention to you. ”

Zhang Sui rolled his eyes, climbed into the carriage, stood on the wheel, and sneered: "Ignore it, I will find a more stylish mount than it in the future!" ”

Ryoma's forelimbs suddenly raised, hissed, and puffed air masses in his nose.

Zhi Lan and the other silver-white armored girl's faces changed.

"Alright, stop making trouble!" A low rebuke sounded, Leng Muning did not wear the black armor this time, but a light blue long dress, and her hair was coiled up, and it was on top of her head, revealing a neck like jade.

Ryoma heard Leng Muning's voice and immediately quieted down.

Zhang Sui looked at Leng Muning, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Skimming his face, Zhang Sui gently shook his ear scraper with his right hand, pouted, and walked into the carriage.