Chapter 2: Catch and bring tea to King Rin

At her feet, the man had already walked up to her. The eight-foot-tall body was full of powerful muscles, and the bearded face had a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, which were shining with a fierce light at this time.

Don't be discovered! Military prostitutes fleeing and plotting against officers and soldiers are all capital crimes. Although she is not a real military prostitute, it is also a capital crime to have a woman other than a military prostitute in the barracks, and if she is caught, she will definitely die! Feeling the look of the substance, her heart sudden.

But suddenly: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to think about it, you go and bring tea to the prince!" ”

What the?

Before Su Qingyu could react, a forward force pulled her staggering, and the person in front of her couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and pull her forward like a chicken.

The muscles of her bronzed arms were distinct, containing explosive strength, and a raised hideous scar on her wrist looked particularly brutal, coiling on his dark skin, which was particularly terrifying.

Forget it, she still dispelled the caution in her heart, this person was very different from the young and thin soldier before, but he was not someone she could put down.

After being dragged all the way to the training ground and finally stopped, Su Qingyu looked at the tea cup in his palm, and secretly supported his forehead in his heart.

She didn't want to die, nor did she want to be a military prostitute, and now she wanted to slip away but couldn't slip away, so she could only see if she could get through in front of King Rin. But this King Rin is not a person who is easy to bluff......

With a slight sinking heart, she glanced at the training ground, and a group of people in black armor instantly caught her eye.

They stood straight behind King Rin, neatly aligned, like lifeless puppets, and the spears they held in their hands flashed with a sharp cold light, as if they had a substantial sharpness, and the eyes of the stabbing people hurt.

King Rin, who was sitting among them, was watching the crowd practice coldly. The eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and there was a deep Sichuan character imprint on the brows that had not been stretched all the year round, and the eyes that flew obliquely into the sideburns carried a bit of anger that made people feel cold all over the body, making his originally young and handsome face have a little more killing aura that he didn't dare to look at directly.

Although she hoped that King Rin would send her away for the sake of her being the daughter of an important minister, she also knew that King Rin was more likely to kill her.

No, it's a lot bigger.

Sighing resignedly, she bent slightly with the teacup in her hand, deliberately lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows and walked towards King Rin, who was sitting in front of the majestic momentum, obediently, until she was only an arm's length away from him.

After kneeling, she lifted the cup of tea above her head with her arms. "Lord Wang, please use tea." Deliberately lowered the voice.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from above, and a gust of wind mixed with the sound of the placket rubbing against the placket of his clothes made Rin stand up. The huge shadow shrouded Su Qingyu in it, with a bit of oppression, as if it was about to swallow up the small figure kneeling on the ground.

"Say it again."

The unquestionable voice seemed to be asking for something, and there was a gaze on her head that stabbed her painfully.

Don't...... Discovered? Su Qingyu's temples jumped violently, and a little cold sweat faintly broke out on the tip of his nose.

The thought in her heart turned a thousand times, but her face was silent, she just suppressed her voice, and said stubbornly: "Lord Wang, please use tea." "Listen carefully, there is still a bit of feminine tactfulness.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sound from above, and Su Qingyu's heart condensed slightly. King Rin acted cruelly and respected the most respectful manners. The last time someone rammed his ceremonial car, he ordered Ling Chi to be put to death, and the screams made those who heard it startled.

His reaction was probably that he found out that she was his daughter, but he didn't know what kind of punishment she would have if she fell into his hands as a person who broke the rules of the barracks. Perhaps, it is much more cruel than Ling Chi.

Suddenly, a slightly rough finger gently touched the second knuckle of her left index finger, interrupting her thoughts.