An Qing closed his eyes on the carriage, and the little gray ash beside him was also drowsy, only Luo Zhan looked at An Qing with a pair of eyes, revealing a little deep meaning.

"I'm thirsty, pour me a cup of tea!" Just as An Qinghal was about to fall asleep, an annoying voice sounded.

An Qing ignored it and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Hey, didn't you hear what this son said?" Luo Zhan stretched out his leg and kicked An Qing, but before he could kick it, he was dodged by An Qing.

Luo Zhan saw An Qing's cold eyes staring at his feet, as if to say again, if he dared to move his feet, this girl would be able to cut him off.

"Pour tea!" Luo Zhan hooked the corners of his lips, with an evil charm on his face and teasing in his eyes.

"I'm not your maid, and I'm not responsible for your eating, drinking, and sleeping." An Qing retracted his gaze, this thing took himself too seriously.

"And what are you?"

"Guard!"

"Close-fitting?"

“……”

"The guards also serve tea and water, and the three of them outside me can do anything!"

Anqing "......"

Three goods outside: "......"

An Qing closed his eyes, not wanting to have anything to do with this guy.

The car was quiet, and with the sound of the car squeaking, Luo Zhan closed his eyes.

When An Qing closed his eyes, An Qing opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on Luo Zhan's face, this guy is indeed as rumored, he is not lightly ill, his face is sickly, and his words are intense, and it really looks like he will die soon.

She was a little curious, whether Luo Zhan was dead or not in her previous life, she remembered that the last time she saw Luo Zhan was in the palace, and Luo Zhan seemed to be very sick at that time.

The carriage was large, had everything in it, and was very specially set up, like a hut, with little bumps.

"Master, there's a riot ahead!" Amu's voice suddenly came from outside the car.

Luo Zhan still closed his eyes, turned over when he heard the words, and muttered in his mouth: "Riots are riots, isn't there a security guard?" To fight, let her fight. ”

An Qing glanced at Luo Zhan, and she suspected that this guy was pretending to be asleep.

An Qing jumped out of the carriage and found that there were some refugees not far away who were grabbing food, and there were several figures on both sides of the road, I don't know if they were starving to death or freezing to death.

I don't know how many lives were required for this heavy snowfall, and the little food in the imperial court was just a drop in the bucket.

As far as she knew, in addition to Liancheng, several surrounding places were swallowed by heavy snow.

"Look, there's a carriage? And horses? "Which refugees stopped, and saw their carriage, their eyes risked with a strong longing, and they did not feel that they licked their chapped lips, as if they were some kind of delicacy.

The three guards looked at An Qing with different expressions, but they were definitely full of interest, you know, although his master is a waste, he is very picky about women, and it is difficult for ordinary women to get close to the master, let alone share a carriage.

"Miss An, you fight first, you can't beat us." Amu Han said.

"Violence!" Ah Xiao shook his head, ready to watch the excitement.

Anqing ......

"There must be food in that wagon, and those horses, enough for us to eat for a long time." Some of the refugees shouted and walked towards them.

"Leave the food and the horses, we can spare your life!"

An Qing shook his head and looked at everyone indifferently.

Those people saw An Qing's reaction, and they were a little confused, you look at me, I look at you, and asked An Qing what does he mean by shaking his head?

In fact, they all know what An Qing means, but they don't want to believe it.

"There is no food, and there are no horses left, if you want to die early, come up." An Qing stared without a trace of emotion, and looked at a person lying on his stomach not far away, who was the person who had been bullied by these refugees just now.

"Huh...... Who wouldn't talk big, guys, there are only four of them, there are so many of us, I'm afraid they won't make it? "Someone is not convinced, typically simple-minded and well-developed limbs.

An Qing looked at the person who was stirring up trouble, reached out and touched a sword, it was on Amu's body, and when the man rushed over, his hand was raised, and the man's two arms fell from above.

"Ahhh Heart-rending screams rang out.

The man lost two arms, rolled in pain in the snow, and fainted in a few strokes, blood spilling from his shoulder.

"Who else wants to try?" The sword in An Qing's hand was still dripping blood, falling to the ground, and printing blood flowers.

Ah Xiao, Ah Mu, and Ah Bing were all stunned, this girl's ruthlessness was beyond their imagination.

"That's amazing!" Some people were stunned, they didn't see how An Qing did it, they reacted, and knelt down again and again to beg for mercy: "Daxia, we were wrong, we are refugees who fled to Kyoto, we are really hungry and have no choice, spare us!" ”

"Roll ......"

When those people heard this, they immediately ran away, for fear that the next person's head would hit the ground.

The man who was lying on the ground and was being bullied moved, raised his head, crawled towards the carriage, and climbed straight to An Qing's feet.

An Qing looked at the people crawling over, feeling a little familiar, and couldn't remember where they were familiar for a while, after all, the people she looked familiar with usually died at her hands.

"Under ...... If you go to Kyoto, can you ...... benefactor? Take it on the next trip. The man fainted.

An Qing frowned, this person is really good at picking people, she generally doesn't pay attention to people, and the people who can make attention are either useful people or dead people.

What does this belong to now?

"What? Don't want to go? Luo Zhan's low, magnetic voice rang out.

"Master, Miss An wants to save this person?" Ah Xiao shouted, I want to see if the master will make an exception?

"Rotten good intentions." Luo Zhan scolded, poked his head out to take a look, and when he saw the person's face, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Amu, it's a life, you take it."

Amu didn't say a word, and the man put it on the back of the horse.

An Qing raised her eyebrows, it seemed that Luo Zhan knew this person, and she opened her mouth.

"Catch the car!" Luo Zhan lowered the curtain.

An Qing sat next to the coachman, did not enter the carriage, the coachman was in a dilemma, he couldn't go, he didn't go.

"The smell of blood is too strong, I'm afraid of smoking the world." An Qing explained to the coachman.

As the words fell, the sound of teacups being reloaded in the carriage was heard.

Ah Xiao listened, and couldn't help shaking his shoulders, is the master disgusted?

It's rare!

Yasuyo didn't say anything all the way, and sat outside the carriage until Kyoto.

What a few people didn't know was that not long after they left, the group of refugees returned, looking at the dead man on the ground like a good meal.