In the evening, Chang'an City was already full of traffic.

There are also some dilapidated shops on both sides of the spacious Hong Lim Mun Long Street, where miscellaneous households have placed their shops at the base of the wall, attracting a large number of people to stop and watch.

A small group of Jin Wuwei patrolling passed by the side of the wall, and the miscellaneous households glanced coldly in the direction of Jin Wuwei, and then turned a blind eye to their respective businesses.

On the noisy street, there is always a peaceful and peaceful scene.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves galloping came from the north side of the long street, and the neighing of the horses galloped wildly through the crowd, so frightened that the crowd, which was still comfortable loitering, immediately fled in panic to both sides.

"Today's ......"

Li Wanwan was chatting with Su Ning'er about how exciting the hundred operas of the night banquet were, but before she finished speaking, she heard the bluestone shock behind her and the screams of passers-by.

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see a woman in red shouting and rushing up from the crowd with a dark steed under her feet.

Suning'er's face turned pale with fright, and she clamped the horse's body tightly, her heart pounding.

"Phew."

Several people were dumbfounded and were about to avoid, only to see that the woman in red had already arrived, grabbed the reins of the horse suddenly, and there was a burst of fury on the horse's hooves, directly pressing on the Yue Ying where Sun Ning'er was sitting.

Only then did Suning'er see the woman's face clearly, and then she heard Yue Ying roar and run out.

"A ...... Mother"

"Ah, that's Sister Ning'er, I'm really sorry, my horse is frightened."

Suning'er's eyes widened in shock, and when she heard the smug noise behind her, the anger in her heart suddenly rose.

However, at this time, she had no time to take care of the things around her, and saw that the crowd in front of her was fleeing in all directions, and a pair of round white fingers were dragged by the horse's reins, and the blood-red marks were already strangled, and there was a burst of pain.

Her body swayed from side to side, only to feel that her whole heart was about to jump out, and faint screams came from time to time behind her, only to enter her ears and be annihilated in the panicked crowd.

"Horse, horse, stop," she prayed silently in her heart, trying with all her might to stop the frightened horse, only to find that she was now as fragile as an ant.

"Tao Jiuniang, you slut", Li Wanwan scolded angrily, while chasing in the direction of Suning'er, shouting desperately: "Yiniang, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." ”

It's just that the white horse she sat on lacked some foot strength after all, and after a while, she was left behind by the crazy Yue Ying.

Seeing that Yue Ying was about to turn his horse's head and turn into the side street on the left, the crowd there was still walking comfortably on the street, completely unaware of the accident that had happened here.

Suning'er clenched her teeth, endured the pain in her palms, and used her last strength to pull Yue Ying.

Yueying's horse head was tightly grabbed by her, and she involuntarily stood up, pedaling her forefeet hard, and fighting desperately at the crossroads, so frightened that passers-by, carriages and horses were stunned and stopped moving.

The palm of her hand seemed to be cut open by a knife, and the heart-rending pain kept pouring into her heart, pressing her breathlessly.

Her body shook even more, trying her best to hold on, hoping that Li Wanwan could catch up with her soon.

She had been dizzy by the shadows, and the surrounding scenery was completely black and oppressive in her eyes.

"Ahh

With a scream, Suning'er finally couldn't fight the manic and violent horse, and the whole person was thrown out directly.

There were repeated screams around him, and his wooden faces stared at the frantic horses in unison, and no one dared to get close.

Seeing that she was about to crash into a wine flag pole erected high in front of her, her whole face suddenly turned green, and she knew that she couldn't dodge, so she had to close her eyes tightly and let this weak body bump into her head-on.

With a muffled sound of "Bang", her eyes went black, and her body fell straight to the ground.

She expected that she would probably have to put her life here this time.

But the moment she landed on the ground, she felt her body be firmly caught by a pair of strong arms, followed by a slight sway, and she stumbled a few steps before she could stand on her heels.

"Thirteen Lang."

In a trance, she seemed to hear someone shouting in her ears, and opened her eyes in shock, and she was still spinning in a drowsy manner, and vaguely saw a handsome face.

"Oh, it's not Uncle Thirteen", she can roughly be sure, and she doesn't know which pretty man is born so good-looking.

"Phew."

She scolded herself with disdain: When did you still have the heart to think about these things.

When the palm of his hand grabbed the corner of the handsome man's clothes, he was already numb and unconscious.

The blow was so hard that she felt tight in her chest and out of breath.

She struggled to look at the pair of fleshy jade fingers, which were already bloodstained, and she released the fingers from the corners of his clothes in horror.

"Su Yiniang?"

Suning'er looked at him in a daze, only to see that he was also staring at himself seriously, surrounded by a group of men dressed as servants.

She was shocked: Could it be that this pretty gentleman actually knows herself?

His expression was a little cold, but he couldn't help but ask with concern, "Where are you going?" ”

Suning'er collapsed in his arms and shook her head weakly.

The nausea caused by vertigo rolled over her heart, making her want to vomit.

The pair of clear and beautiful eyes of the pretty Langjun blinked unconsciously, and he ordered the subordinates beside him: "You take Ah Yue back to the house first and empty the carriage." ”

One of the servants answered, and hurriedly went to greet the horse team behind him.

The pretty Langjun glanced at Yue Ying in the distance, and when he faced her again, his tone suddenly became much softer: "I have tamed your horse. ”

Seeing that her hands were dripping with blood, and the skin on her forehead was also broken, his indifferent face trembled slightly, and then took a handkerchief from the servant's hand, let her pinch it in her hand, looked at each other with warm eyes, and said: "You bear with it first, this place is not far from Su Mansion, I will send you back to the house first." ”

Suning'er was frightened and wanted to refuse, but now that she was in shock, she didn't have the strength to struggle, so she had to be silent at his mercy.

Seeing this pretty man holding himself in his arms, he slowly stood up and walked towards the carriage behind him.

She felt like a docile little lamb now, who could easily be brought home by anyone.

When he came to the carriage, a young boy came down from it.

The boy glared at Suning'er with resentment in his eyes, and walked away with the servant in silence.

Suning'er's heart sank, and she had already guessed that she had taken the carriage of the young son, and a guilty look appeared on her face.

Just as he was about to board the carriage, an eager shout behind him came from the crowd: "Yiniang, Yiniang." ”

When Suning'er heard this familiar voice, she was moved and sad at the same time, and she was about to shed tears with excitement, and her hesitant and restless heart finally stabilized a lot, and she struggled in the arms of this pretty man, but saw that the right foot that he was about to step on the pedal suddenly stopped, looking for a voice to look at Li Wanwan who was rushing towards her.

Li Wanwan hurried to the carriage, and before she could inspect Suning'er, she was immediately dumbfounded, and said hesitantly: "Qing, King Qing." ”

When the crowd of onlookers next to them heard the words "Qing Wangye", they were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and paid homage in unison.

Suning'er's already calm face began to ripple again, and her beautiful eyes didn't know what to do for a while.

This, this, this man who discredited himself actually saved himself, which is really full of drama.

She was even more disgusted, and she couldn't help but spit out directly holding King Qing's clothes.

Li Wanwan's face turned blue with fright, and she was stunned and whispered: "One, one, ......"

King Qing swept Li Wanwan with a cold look, as if nothing had happened, and boarded the carriage with light steps.

Suning'er looked up at him quietly, holding the shirt in embarrassment, and the taste in her heart was mixed and indescribable.

I heard him shout outside in a light voice: "Get up", and then the wheels rolled, slowly walking towards Guangdefang.

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