Wen Zhen didn't know that he was suddenly crowned with the title of "princess". She stared at the approaching white carriage with a look of surprise in her eyes.

When I took the bra back, it was clear that the carriage was closed with the window closed, and the coachman had his back to it, and no one noticed it at the time.

This made her a little frightened, when she was in the institute, she read a lot of time-traveling novels, the protagonist who opened the golden finger and the ancients who were always set off very stupid, but were the ancients really stupid - the most brilliant era of world civilization was not in modern times.

She didn't dare to underestimate the intelligence of anyone in any era.

The chariot approached at great speed, and in the twinkling of an eye, the coachman skilfully drove past their carriage with a whip, and then the horse's head flicked and the body was sideways, and it was right in the middle of the road.

The coachman of the autumn-colored carriage might as well have someone come to this hand, suddenly reined in the horse, and almost crashed into it.

Well, not only smart, but also horizontal.

Wen Jinxiang began to scream again, but her screams stopped abruptly when the people next to the other carriage approached and opened the curtains with a whip.

She stared at the face of the person outside the window in a daze, and her eyes fluttered in the clouds, not knowing whether it was clouds or peach blossoms.

The person outside the window, his face was extremely white and cold, reminiscent of the ice and snow on the top of the cliff bank, only a line of lips was thin and distinct, and the cliff bank suddenly scorched summer flowers, and the height was no more.

Because the contrast between skin color and lip color is too stark, so that people ignore his appearance, and his temperament is like a sword hidden in the ice and snow of the cliff bank for thousands of years, thin, cold, and unapproachable.

Wen Jinxiang's face was amazed, and after touching his gaze, it was frozen.

Wen Zhen's gaze swept over the long whip in his hand - the soft whip was straight, it was a legendary kung fu, right?

However, her gaze flickered over the carriage window behind the cold man.

The curtains of the car are not rolled, only a hand is faintly revealed, which seems to be leisurely supporting the cheek, so that a corner of the chin with delicate lines can be seen.

That hand...... Déjà vu.

Slender and distinct, with delicate lines, the skin is as bright as jade, taut and tight, and the nails are faintly visible, with a fine shimmer.

It reminds people of fingering jade pipes, adding fragrance under the moon, falling red and crossing the curtain after spring, and gently pulling the thin white fingers.

Beautiful and cool.

Wen Zhen leaned back, letting out a blind spot that the people in the carriage should not be able to see.

The iceberg man glanced at Wen Jinxiang, saw that Wen Jinxiang shrank for a moment, and then heard him say coldly: "Vulgar powder, but it's quite worthy of you." ”

The man in the carriage smiled: "That's how you look." ”

As soon as the voice came out, Wen Zhen leaned back into the car.

That snake spirit disease!

Sure enough, it was him!

When she saw the carriage the day before, she inexplicably suspected that the carriage had something to do with the snake spirit disease on the roof that night, and there was no evidence, it was her intuition, and her intuition had always been astonishingly accurate.

So she sneaked into the carriage and did something that was only for OCD, wrong, it wouldn't hurt anyone, and by the way, it was just time to take revenge for hanging upside down and grabbing the bra that night.

Chili powder is hidden under the cushion, as long as you sit well, it's fine, but OCD can't stand the destruction of the cushion, then ...... Hey.

She was heaving in her heart as she desperately shrank into the car.

The iceberg man's gaze fell on Wen Zhen again, and the disgust in his eyes almost overflowed this time, "That's the one?" Sure enough, you have a very good look. ”

Wen Zhen made up his mind to pretend to be stupid, and showed him a cute smile with eight teeth.

The iceberg man really felt even more disgusted, and the tip of the whip shook, as if he was about to lower the curtain, so as not to cause discomfort by taking one more look.

Wen Zhen had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a voice, pressed to the side of his ear.

"If you can make Lin Feibai snatch the things in your sleeve, I won't hang you a second time."

“……”

Does this guy have dog eyes!

Not only the dog's eyes, but also the bend, through the double curtain, the idea hit her sleeve.

I finally grabbed the hood, and I have to send it back?

Why didn't he take off his underwear and put it on his head to be a robber?

“…… If you can't, I think it's not bad to do yin house feng shui here. ”

The unhurried and unhurried voice sounded in my ears, and it sounded like a smile, not like a threat, like a joke.

The iceberg man Lin Feibai was already preparing to withdraw the whip with an impatient face.

Wen Zhen sat up straight, pushed away and smelled the incense, lifted the curtain on the ground, and jumped out of the car without waiting for anyone to say hello.

This action caught everyone off guard, even Lin Feibai subconsciously took a step back, but Wen Zhen didn't look at anyone, rushed to the white carriage, leaned on the window of the half-rolled shutter, and shouted: "Dear! ”

“……”

There was silence.

After a while, the curtain moved, and the hand gently grabbed Wen Zhen's fingers on the car window.

Under the white gauze curtain, the person's eyes flowed, smiling rather than smiling, and he lowered his eyes to look at Wen Zhen.

“…… Dear ......" Wen Zhen shouted, then lowered his voice, "Name? ”

“…… Yan Sui. ”

“…… Ah Sui, you're coming to me, don't be angry with me, okay? Wen Zhen made a loud voice, stood on tiptoe, and leaned his face to the car window, "It's not right for me to dump you, although your feet are smelly, your breath is bad and you have fox odor, but it's not a big deal, I regret it, you see, I'm not here to chase you, fortunately, you're not angry!" I'll just say that you can't bear me...... Come on, poof! ”

She smiled and leaned towards Yan Sui's face half-hidden behind the curtain.

Yan Sui looked at her interestingly.

Wen Zhen opened his mouth.

A mouthful of spit that has been gathering momentum for a long time is about to be exported.

Yan Sui suddenly raised her hand and quickly pinched her mouth.

"Woo woo......" Wen Zhen said.

Dead perverted!

Coriander extract!

Sooner or later, she was going to press this coriander essence to the ground and rub it!

Yan Sui stared at Wen Zhen's pinched and deformed face, the already slightly round face, pinched like this, more and more pouty, revealing the pink of a new peach in early spring, and her lips were pursed, like the shape of a flower.

Looking at such a bright and simple face, he acted quite ...... Shameless.

He suddenly became a little interested, and as soon as he squeezed his hand, he let go, and flicked it on her cheek.

Well, it's soft and greasy, and it feels good in the hand.

The movement of the two of them was blocked by the carriage, Lin Feibai didn't see it, and when he came over, Yan Sui had already let go.

Wen Zhen held a fingerprint on his side, smiled and gave Yan Sui a big look.

She lay on the side of the carriage, pressing the window frame of the carriage with one hand, and quietly pulling the strap of the hood in her sleeve with the other hand, obliquely facing the angle where Lin Feibai could see part of it, and quietly pulled it out, her face turned away, and made a whispering gesture with Yan Sui.

Yan Sui also turned his face cooperatively.

Lin Feibai, who came over, suddenly stared, and the long whip raised a sharp sound, Wen Zhen only felt that his sleeves were empty, and then turned his head to see that the hood had been picked on Lin Feibai's whip.

The ill-fated, the windy, the pink-purple, like a ship, like the moon, like a lotus......

It's so full of shame......

"Something!" Lin Fei drank vigorously, glanced at the shape of the thing, and his intuition seemed to be some kind of women's product, and he was about to throw it away, his eyes inadvertently swept Yan Sui, and he saw Yan Sui's expression slightly surprised, and he opened the curtain, as if he was about to make a move, and his casual demeanor in the past seemed to be a little nervous at the moment.

Wen Zhen, on the other hand, was full of panic and pounced on him, as if he was not even afraid of his barbed whip, and was bent on snatching this thing back.

Lin Feibai immediately flicked his wrist and put the strange-shaped thing into his sleeve.

When did the people and things around Yan Sui be simple?

Look at the personal things that women give and receive privately, handkerchiefs and embroidery, but the more they are alike, in fact, the more they are not.

It's serious to take it back and present it to the mother.

Over there, as soon as he put the things away, Wen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

The task is complete, and finally there is no need to wait for others to burn incense today next year.

The neurotic in the carriage, she didn't care what the idea was, and it was worth it for an underwear to send away the plague god, anyway, these ancient people couldn't figure out what this thing was.

Before I finished thinking about it, I heard the neurotic whisper laughing: "Thank you, I'll make it happen tomorrow, and I will compensate you for a gold-inlaid belly pocket." ”

“……！！！”

Before she could reply, the curtain had fallen quickly, and at the same time the coachman whipped his whip, and the platinum carriage flew out like an arrow.

That speed was like an escape, not to mention that Wen Zhen didn't react, even Lin Feibai was stunned.

Didn't this person hesitate to return to Beijing? Why did you suddenly run so fast, that look, like you were rushing to do something.

Yan Sui's actions have always been elusive, but now that he looks at it, it is becoming more and more unpredictable.

was only stunned, the carriage was about to disappear on the horizon, Lin Feibai didn't dare to delay, flew on the horse, and galloped after him.

A group of people from the Wen family stayed in the billowing smoke and dust, seeing him coming with the wind, seeing him go against the wind, leaving them to eat a mouthful of ashes.

Only Wen Zhen climbed back into the car and sat down without hurry, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Today's play is by no means a whim of the neuropath, she has a hunch that the other party must be cheating people.

As long as you don't cheat her.

As long as we don't see each other again, that's fine.

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Yan Sui's carriage hurriedly marched on the official road, and the people who drove the carriage were sweating profusely. Obviously, the speed is as fast as a mad dog, but the master is still too slow.

In the place where there are still a hundred miles away from the capital, finally stopped to play sharp, there are already people occupying a seat in the tea pavilion on the side of the road, and the attendant goes down to prepare to boil some water by himself, and after a while, a few people come and wait on the side of the road, saying goodbye.

Yan Sui lifted the curtain and recognized that it was the Wen family, and the head was the head of the Montaigne Wen family.

The former head of the Wen family, Wen Zhiwei, was His Majesty's favorite imperial chef, served as the chief chef, served in the palace for many years, and left a few years ago, and the subsequent imperial chef was always not to His Majesty's taste. Before smelling the smell and leaving the palace, he also brought his children into the palace, which was recognized by Yan Sui.

But it's just a recognition, and the smelly Cai Yansui just thinks that Er'er, and the chef who can't make what he likes to eat can be humanely eliminated.

Wen Xian Spoon stood respectfully on the side of the road, followed by a few young men and women, he also heard that His Royal Highness's urine sex, but according to the etiquette, he had to pay respects, and he was about to retreat after saluting, Yan Sui also put down the curtain, and as soon as the carriage moved, he suddenly remembered the small fish potstickers he ate that day.

What did the county minister say at that time?

Yan Sui suddenly knocked on the wall of the car and signaled the car to stop, "Old Wen, has anyone in your family been to Sanshui Town a few days ago?" ”

Smelling the test spoon, he was startled, and subconsciously said: "You are ......"

Yan Sui said lightly: "I ate a river fish noodle cake, although it is not your old man's style, but it is vaguely similar in taste, and even stronger than your old man's shot." ”

Smelling the test spoon and startled, he was about to reply that it was not, but a veiled girl behind him had already said softly: "Back to Your Highness, the little girl happened to visit relatives in Sanshui Town a few days ago. ”

Smelling the test spoon, he was about to say something, but the girl behind him had already reached out and grabbed his shirt tightly, just this one, he remembered the famous difficult person in front of him, the words had already been spoken, and he debunked it in front of him to kill this girl, so he had to bury his head deeply.

Yan Sui: "Oh? "You did that?" ”

Through the gap in the bamboo curtain, he glanced at the other party's shadow, only saw the respectful posture, did not raise his head, and his tone was calm and calm, "Yes." ”