His words were eerie and cold. Ling Yu couldn't help but shudder, looking at the poisonous chill in his small eyes, he suddenly felt that he was falling deeper and deeper into a shocking conspiracy.

"What the hell do you want!" Ling Yu shouted at him hoarsely, if it weren't for the human skin mask, her face would have looked as pale as snow.

"It's not that good, I just need your Lingyu Emperor's orthodox royal blood." He looked at Ling Yu who was sitting on the side of the boat, spoke disdainfully, and returned to the boat to sort out his baggage.

Ling Yu heard his strange laughter, his heart was cold, he couldn't help covering his face, the tentacles were rough, and he wanted to take it off, but suddenly felt dizzy in his brain, and his hands and feet were weak.

Zhou Sheng saw that her drug was working, and he didn't say much to her, but only watched the ferry gradually approaching, and the increasing crowds.

When he arrived in the town, Ling Yu was helped by Zhou Sheng and slowly walked to the city gate. Zhou Sheng turned back into the submissive, sour and pedantic scholar, and Ling Yu, needless to say, became a sallow and sickly little lady. This town is full of people, and it can be regarded as a slightly larger town, Ling Yu has been here, and he doesn't know if this belongs to Chu or Huadi, maybe it is the border town where the two meet.

She looked at it and speculated to herself.

Zhou Sheng helped her to a noodle stall first and sat down to rest.

One person and one bowl of Yangchun noodles, Ling Yu only eats dry food steamed buns these days, and he has gone on a hunger strike with Zhou Sheng again, he has not eaten normal food for a long time, looking at this bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles, he can't wait to pour it into his stomach immediately.

She took the chopsticks tremblingly, but her hand couldn't help shaking a few times, and the chopsticks fell to the ground. What kind of medicine is this? Let her hands and feet be sore, now it's good, she can't even hold chopsticks steadily, how can she eat!

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng, who was eating noodles, slowly leaned down and picked up the chopsticks, wiped them on his cuffs, and said to Ling Yu in a warm voice: "Lady, bear with me, wait for the husband to find a good man for you, your illness will be cured, come!" Eat more. ”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the noodles with chopsticks and wanted to feed Ling Yu. Ling Yu was stunned for a moment, and turned sideways with all his strength, and tears of grievance couldn't help rolling down his eyes.

Although she is not a golden branch, she has never suffered such humiliation. Zhou Sheng's little lady screamed that she felt sick in her heart.

Seeing that Ling Yu ignored him, Zhou Sheng seemed to be a little helpless and began to be at a loss, took the noodle bowl and turned it to Ling Yu, and persuaded her to eat noodles in a good voice.

Ling Yu couldn't help but bow his head and weep, the two were in a stalemate, suddenly someone rode over from a distance, and one of them got off the horse first, strode to the noodle stall owner, and seemed to show the boss a portrait or something.

"Boss, have you ever seen a girl like this painting passing by?" The man's voice was a little harsh.

The owner of the noodle stall was busy greeting customers, and was about to be impatient, but when he turned around and saw that the man was dressed extraordinarily, he had to look at it casually: "No, really not, this girl is very beautiful, if the little old man has seen it, she must remember it." ”

Ling Yu was weeping, and when she heard the words, she looked sideways, and suddenly she was shocked, and she opened her mouth to exhale, there was clearly a golden mark on the saddle of those people, and that mark was too familiar to her, they were the sword guards in the Chu Palace!

Be! It must have been the mother who sent someone to look for her!

Ling Yu trembled all over, and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up, and he wanted to exhale, but he didn't know what choked his throat, and he could only make the sound of "lotus".

When the man saw the strange situation here, he couldn't help but look back. As soon as Ling Yu pushed his hand, the whole person fell off the chair.

The customers at the noodle stall immediately talked about it, and the man's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of suspicion, and he walked over slowly.

It's fast, it's almost a little bit to get out of the control of Zhou Sheng, the devil, and return to the concubine! It's just a little bit closer, and I can let my mother find the whereabouts of Brother Zhan.

Ling Yu tried her best to crawl towards the man, and was about to raise her head, when a pair of cold hands suddenly helped her up, followed by a disgusting voice: "Lady, what's wrong with you?!" Are you sick?! What can I do? Wife! Wife! ……”

He helped her and shouted in panic, looking helpless to see the sympathy of the guests around him. Many people gathered around to inquire, and said that there were many famous Langzhong in the town, and ordered them to take a look.

Zhou Sheng sang and did well, pretending to be a useless but kind scholar, and took his own lady to the town to see a doctor, but unfortunately his own lady suddenly fell ill......

Ling Yu was tightly held in Zhou Sheng's arms, unable to move, so he had to use his eyes to eagerly find the inner guards from the Chu Palace. But she didn't expect that the guards from the Chu Palace only glanced at her face, and then walked away disinterestedly.

Ling Yu couldn't speak, his hands and feet couldn't move, and he could hear the sound of their horses' hooves gradually disappearing, and the little fire in his heart was gradually extinguished.

Zhou Sheng carefully propped her up on the chair, waved at the people around him, thanked him in his mouth, and then turned to Ling Yu and said, "Lady, if you really can't eat, then take your husband to see a doctor." Ling Yu raised his head when he heard this, only to see a hint of warning in Zhou Sheng's eyes.

She looked at the few Chu Palace guards who were far away, looked at Zhou Sheng's eyes, and had to nod slowly. The fierce look in Zhou Sheng's eyes slowly slowed down, he threw a few pennies on the table, helped Ling Yu up, and walked in the opposite direction from those people.

The streets of the town were crowded, and gradually the figures of the two of them disappeared into the crowd......

……

Chu Jing.

In the "Yanhong Pavilion", a warbler sounds and swallows, singing and dancing.

In the inner hall of one of the courtyards, as soon as you enter the door, you will see a one-person wide painting screen, a thin red silk covering the half-naked ladies on the screen, and a peach-colored red veil floats down one scene after another, like clouds and mist, separating the inside and outside layer by layer.

I could vaguely hear the voices of men and women laughing inside, the women were coquettish, and the men laughed loudly, as if they had heard very happy words.

"Check the picture, you can find such a wonderful place, this king really admires it...... Hehe" a deep voice came, with a little drunkenness,

"Lord, it's all said, in private, you and I don't have to be so estranged, come, Yingyue, go pour wine for the prince, and ...... a big white penalty" A young man's voice came out leisurely, lazy, with three points of charm, seven points of hoarseness, sounding as if he was inadvertently picking in his heart, stirring the most secret string.