"No!" Chen Ling refused, "I think I'm fine now." ”

If Yu Xin is really virtuous and virtuous, how can she not tolerate me?

It's all just an illusion. But there are fools who are convinced.

Chen Zhuyuan's brows furrowed again, and she really dealt with him everywhere: "You are so willful, you still say that you are very good?" What a joke! ”

"What's wrong with being willful?" The corners of Chen Ling's mouth raised, and he said mockingly, "For example, if you mock me casually now, isn't it quite happy." If you can understand half of me about Xin, why should you and I be like this? ”

Chen Zhuyuan was stunned, and only said after a long time: "Crooked." …… The carriage is dirty, so you can ride a horse with Prince Ben. ”

As he spoke, Chen Zhuyuan pulled, grabbed her waist and threw it up, and then rode across the horse. The two were on the same BMW.

Chen Ling felt that his body and bones were about to fall apart, although the injury had improved for a long time, but he still tore a lot of wounds after being thrown away like this, and the severe pain spread and was unbearable.

Seeing that her forehead was covered with cold sweat, Chen Zhuyuan personally wiped it for her, and pretended to be gentle: "This prince will give you favor first, as you said." ”

：“……？ As soon as Chen Ling came back to his senses, he heard him say this, and he was a little confused, and then patted his head and immediately said, "No need!" ”

As he spoke, Chen Ling struggled and didn't let him touch him. He was the one who hurt her, but he ended up doing this.

Chen Zhuyuan's eyes darkened: "Why?" You have a heart to belong to, isn't it rare to be a prince? You want to marry me eventually, why don't you recognize the reality and think about other men! ”

Chen Ling was speechless: "Where did you know that my heart belongs?" Don't talk about it without evidence! Also, why do I like you as much as Yu Xin? Don't forget, it's because of you that I'm in trouble! I won't die, and you won't save me! ”

The more she talked, the more excited she became, she really didn't know if this prince was self-aware, and she was thinking in her heart about which link she had missed, so that the prince, who was usually full of bad words, imagined that he could like him.

She has no interest in serving a husband with other women, let alone a man who is not right with her.

Chen Zhuyuan saw the hatred and confusion in her eyes, and his heart was shocked: "On that day, this prince did not tell his father. ”

"But did you stop it?" Chen Ling sneered, "Did you intercede for me and save me from danger?" I'm just a mustard, I couldn't get into your eyes before, and I don't need you to worry about it in the future. ”

As he spoke, Chen Ling possessed himself and hugged the horse's neck: "The prince, please hurry up!" ”

Chen Zhuyuan's heart was blocked with all kinds of emotions, and he didn't know how to vent, obviously her person was close in front of him, but he gave him the illusion that he couldn't touch.

In a fit of anger, Chen Zhuyuan held the horse's belly and galloped quickly.

On the horse, Chen Ling didn't feel motion sickness, but because his body was up and down, his center of gravity was unstable, more and more wounds began to tear, and severe pain swept through his body, and his face was a little worse.

Fortunately, his consciousness was still clear, and Chen Ling bit his lip flap without making a sound.

Suddenly, Chen Ling felt the person behind him lean forward, moved his body unhappily, and dodged forward, but he had to inch in and force her into a corner.

This is nothing, Chen Ling actually felt that something hard touched him, and his body stiffened, and he said in disgust: "Prince, please respect yourself!" ”

Chen Zhuyuan reacted at this time, stepped back, and said quietly: "What? ”

“…… It's okay, let's keep going. Chen Ling sat on the horse's neck.

Chen Zhuyuan said: "It's dangerous for you to do this, sit down a little." ”

"No, you don't." Chen Ling frowned and said reluctantly, "Now that you've reached the mountainside, you'd better hurry up!" Maybe get there overnight. ”

"Don't wait for those two palace maids?" They rode fast on horseback, leaving behind their retinue many ways, and it was a moment of solitude, "Or do you not want to spend the night with me?" ”

Chen Ling lowered his eyes: "My wound has cracked, if I don't treat it in time, my life will be in danger...... If the prince doesn't believe me, he can reach out and touch my back. ”

Chen Zhuyuan didn't believe it, and reached out to grope her back, and felt that her body was small and very cute. But when the hand was put back, it was stained with blood.

His pupils shrank sharply, and he galloped away.

When he was a child, Chen Zhuyuan rushed to the women's temple, and was about to say something with a sigh of relief, when he saw the person in front of him crooked and fell down the horse.

He was quick to catch up, grabbed people and dismounted, and quickly ran inside: "Come on!" Come! ……”

That night, the people in the women's watch were all alarmed, and they hurriedly treated them all night before the bleeding stopped. waited for the entourage to arrive, and then let the two palace maids bandage her.

Chen Zhuyuan had relatives and paced outside the room overnight. Even he didn't know when Chen Ling would leave a place in his heart.

Waiting for the palace maid to come out, Chen Zhuyuan immediately asked, "What's wrong with the holy maid?" Is the injury good? ”

Luo Ping said: "The old wound is torn, but fortunately there is no worry about life." The Holy Maiden has woken up...... Huh! Prince and slow! The saint needs to meditate and cultivate now, and she can't afford to toss. ”

Hearing this, Chen Zhuyuan stopped, shook his hand and turned around, slightly displeased: "The prince will go back to his life." ”

"Congratulations to the Prince." After that, the two palace maids gave another salute.

In the house, Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and then said angrily: "It's not because of him?" ”

Luo Ping entered the house and comforted: "The prince is also kind. ”

"Kind?" Chen Ling said twice, "If she is really kind, she will let someone prepare another carriage, instead of pulling me on a horse, and ......" shamelessly generated desire.

Luo Ci also persuaded: "Why is the holy woman like this? In the future, you still have to marry the prince, since he has this heart, he will be wooed, so as not to be angry in the future. In the palace, there is no shortage of women who have fallen out of favor. ”

Chen Ling glanced at the two of them and said with some doubts: "You are not from the Seventh Prince?" ”

The two palace maids were stunned: "It's the Seventh Prince who asked us to persuade you more." ”

"Why?" Chen Ling was puzzled.

"The Seventh Prince said that if you want to continue to use the identity of the Holy Maiden, you will definitely marry the crown prince...... He also knew that you were at odds with the prince, so he asked us to persuade you more. Luo Ping said honestly.

He had planned for them before he was imprisoned, and he had already ordered them.

Chen Ling was slightly stunned, and a trace of displeasure crossed his heart: "He is really thoughtful." ”

But he didn't expect that she had no intention of marrying the crown prince at all.

That night, Chen Ling was taken to the gate by a female cultivator and threw her a broom, but her tone was respectful: "Holy woman, you need to sweep the floor here for ten days." ”

"Ten days?" Chen Ling raised his eyebrows, "Need to do it yourself?" ”

"Yes." The nun continued, "I have to pray for blessings, but I have to do everything to show my sincerity. ”

"What about after sweeping? What else needs to be done? Chen Ling asked.

"After sweeping the floor, you are making fast, and after making fast, you are copying the scriptures in the house a thousand times, and after copying the scriptures, you have to think about ...... wall," the nun said a lot.

Chen Ling couldn't remember clearly, and finally only said: "This itinerary is quite full." ”

Chen Ling took the broom, looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground, and hooked the corners of his lips: "Luoping, the task of sweeping the floor will be handed over to you." Leave your resignation and leave the matter of fasting to you......"

The female cultivator's face immediately changed: "The holy woman must not. You have to ...... these things."

"Why not?" Chen Ling said, "They are my maids, and they were personally sent by the king to take care of me. If I break down by doing these chores, can you afford it? ”