Zhao Wanqing was sitting on the ground at this time, when she heard Jiang Chengyuan say: "But if outsiders enter the racecourse, they will all take it to stew." ”

"Yes!" The guards retreated.

Zhao Wanqing's brain greatly imagined the scene of murder and extermination, and immediately had the idea of leaving, but at this time, Jiang Chengyuan asked Ling Shuangyin again: "You shouldn't have invited others to the racecourse, right?" ”

Zhao Wanqing, who hadn't decided whether to slip away or not, looked over again, and inexplicably sweated for Ling Shuangyin in her heart, thinking, this horse farm is probably not a simple horse farm, it is heavily guarded, and it is a "stew" for arresting people, I wonder what they are secretly planning here, no wonder the little emperor regards Jiang Chengyuan as the number one obstacle.

Just when Zhao Wanqing thought more and more, and was about to make up another set of game background settings in her mind, Ling Shuangyin spoke lightly: "Naturally not." ”

No? Zhao Wanqing's eyes widened slightly, she pointed at herself silently, and then looked at Ling Shuangyin's back, and said in her heart: Then what are you inviting me to do?

Ling Shuangyin said again: "Your Highness, shouldn't we step up the inspection of the horse farm now, so as not to slip through the net?" ”

"Reasonable." Jiang Chengyuan said lightly, and called another guard to come over and give orders.

After Zhao Wanqing saw that the guard went to deliver the order, those people immediately started a carpet-like search, and she thought sadly: But this fish slipped through the net...... Is it her?

Ling Shuangyin specially asked her to come over, and denied it in front of Jiang Chengyuan, could it be that she wanted to frame her?

Zhao Wanqing decisively lay down on her side in the grass first, the grass is very long in this downhill place, and half of her body was blocked by the grass when she sat down just now, and now she can simply not enter the grass, so that the goal is not so obvious.

Just when Zhao Wanqing felt full of security and was about to act at the opportunity, Jiang Chengyuan and Ling Shuangyin turned around at the same time, and Jiang Chengyuan spoke: "General, let's go with this king to see the 'stew'." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wanqing propped up half of her head from the grass and said straightly: "I'm timid, Your Highness, I don't dare to look at ......"

Jiang Chengyuan raised an indistinct smile and said deliberately: "If you don't come, the guards will treat you as a spy in a while." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Wanqing's tone became even more pathetic, and she even dragged a long tail to express her dissatisfaction.

But Jiang Chengyuan ignored her vocal protest, and after speaking, he took a step to leave, Ling Shuangyin followed him, and glanced back at Zhao Wanqing.

There was no way, Zhao Wanqing had no choice but to get up from the ground and reluctantly follow.

She lowered her head and picked up the blades of grass on her body, and looked at Jiang Chengyuan and Ling Shuangyin who were walking side by side in front from time to time, regretting in her heart, she knew that she shouldn't have come to the racecourse, obviously there was still a three-day attack on her body that had not been removed, she should have gone to find a hematopoietic pill at this time, instead of wasting time here.

And after today, there are only two days left for the poison.

Ling Shuangyin and Jiang Chengyuan are not close, and the distance between the two can be stuffed into five people, Zhao Wanqing subconsciously followed Jiang Chengyuan's side, and saw Ling Shuangyin, who had always been cold, lowered his head and smiled lightly, and said to Jiang Chengyuan: "The person who can make you pet is really interesting." ”

Zhao Wanqing frowned slightly when she heard this, and suddenly understood: "Oh? You two just deliberately scared me! ”

She said that Jiang Chengyuan couldn't be followed into her body without knowing it, not to mention that she didn't know how to hide her aura at all, this move seemed to be just the exclusive skill of a strong martial artist.

The smile on the corner of Ling Shuangyin's mouth widened a little, and she raised her hand and walked towards Zhao Wanqing.

Zhao Wanqing took two steps back inexplicably, and the inertia of falling on the ground made her stumble again, and after barely standing still, she saw Ling Shuangyin reach out and pluck a piece of grass from her head.

Zhao Wanqing was stunned, and took the grass from Ling Shuangyin's hand and looked at it for a while, and then said, "Thank you......"

Ling Shuangyin seemed to think of something, took out a sachet from her body and handed it to her, saying, "You didn't like the osmanthus fragrance last time, I specially made roses in the past two days, you can smell it." ”

Zhao Wanqing took it and sniffed it inexplicably, and said straightly: "Well, it's very fragrant." ”

There seemed to be a hint of expectation on Ling Shuangyin's calm face: "Do you like it?" ”

Zhao Wanqing hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Ling Shuangyin said again: "Is it okay to send you?" ”

Zhao Wanqing didn't understand why she suddenly gave her a sachet, and she didn't dare to take it back rashly with her hand in mid-air, but asked, "Why...... Why? ”

She just asked very normally, but the joy on Ling Shuangyin's face immediately faded, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost.

Zhao Wanqing really didn't know where she had offended the first beauty of Daqi, so she had to cast a pleading glance at Jiang Chengyuan who was not far away.

Jiang Chengyuan, who finally couldn't stand it, came over and said to Ling Shuangyin: "You are really poor in hobbies, and there is nothing else to do except give people sachets for so many years?" ”

Ling Shuangyin said dissatisfiedly: "Who made me cast the wrong fetus and give birth to a woman, what else can I do besides making some female red incense all day long?" She paused, and then added in a mocking tone: "It's better than Your Highness." ”

Zhao Wanqing listened to Jiang Chengyuan's explanation just now, and only half understood, and couldn't help tilting her head slightly, continuing to show a puzzled expression.

At this time, Jiang Chengyuan didn't bother with Ling Shuangyin, who was speaking, but raised his hand, and immediately received his "command signal", and the guards standing in front of the row of houses on the right hand side turned sideways together, and at the same time took off their swords, turning the waist side of the usual waist card to their side.

Zhao Wanqing looked over and saw that the guards were wearing Lingshuangyin brand sachets on their belts.

"Huh?" Zhao Wanqing was stunned, then looked down at the sachet in her hand, and said, "It turned out to be wholesale?" ”

Jiang Chengyuan's gaze moved with Zhao Wanqing's movements, as if he had thought of something, and said in a very helpless tone: "Take it, if the person who sells sachets is returned, he will become even more powerful than Kong Ming, who is a Confucian in the tongue war." ”

Zhao Wanqing looked at Ling Shuangyin again, it was hard to imagine that the iceberg beauty in front of her would appear in the form of what Jiang Chengyuan said about "tongue battle group Confucianism", but Jiang Chengyuan's headache expression when he said this was so real - Zhao Wanqing put a full smile on her face, and said to Ling Shuangyin in a relaxed tone: "Then I will accept it." ”

Ling Shuangyin can really deduce "changing face faster than turning a book", Zhao Wanqing's kung fu in one sentence, her face was like a sunny day, and she couldn't help but walk up and hugged Zhao Wanqing.

Zhao Wanqing suddenly fell into the softness of what kind of beauty fragrance, Ling Shuangyin's body is very fragrant, it is the best floral fragrance that Zhao Wanqing has ever smelled, and she is much taller than Zhao Wanqing, not much shorter than Jiang Chengyuan, Zhao Wanqing struggled for a while and found that she was buried in her chest by the first beauty of Daqi!

Ling Shuangyin's slightly cold fingers touched Zhao Wanqing's face, and said with a smile: "You are so cute, I like you so much." ”

"Hmm......" Zhao Wanqing buried herself in her chest and couldn't speak.

Ling Shuangyin continued: "What kind of battle, how about going back to Ling Mansion to be my pet?" Do you prefer to eat corn or bamboo, or bud grain? ”

Ling Shuangyin is not only much taller than Zhao Wanqing, but her strength is also amazingly different from her appearance, and Zhao Wanqing has to wonder if the force value on her data card is "fake".

Zhao Wanqing struggled for a while before raising her head in front of her, and denied it righteously: "I eat meat!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Wanqing realized that what she denied didn't seem to be right......

At this time, Ling Shuangyin showed a cute expression, she touched Zhao Wanqing's neck like a pet, and a suffocating face came up to kiss her.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyuan made a timely move to separate the two, he pulled Zhao Wanqing to his side, and said to Ling Shuangyin: "It's almost enough for you to send a sachet." ”

Ling Shuangyin straightened up, still looking graceful, and said, "It's so stingy, I can't do anything to her." ”

Jiang Chengyuan only swore sovereignty coldly: "I can't think about it, she is the king's person." ”

Zhao Wanqing looked at the Mystery Shura Field in front of her (?) ), and looked at Ling Shuangyin, who was indeed a beautiful woman, again, and said in his heart: Mistaken? Could it be that the development of this game is a "big harem"? Still both men and women? Think about it, so far, there is Gao Maoxue, Xue Lin, who suddenly changed sex some time ago, and now this Ling Shuangyin, who wants to take her back to raise, is also counted as Jiang Chengyuan, who may be arrogant, and these people at the top of the information card have a good impression of her.

Don't...... Is this her true protagonist aura?

Zhao Wanqing touched her chin and thought about it, who is the person behind Ling Shuangyin's information card? Female doctor Qu Man?

Thinking about Zhao Wanqing, she hurriedly shook her head, and said again and again in her heart: No, no, no, no, it's not okay to be so Ji, Ling Shuangyin must just want to be friends with me, well, that's right.

"That's it." At this time, Ling Shuangyin looked lacking in interest, and looked at Zhao Wanqing, who was held under Jiang Chengyuan's arm, before saying, "Let's go and see the 'stewed soup', there hasn't been a spy in this place for a long time." ”

Zhao Wanqing listened: "Huh? Are you going to go? ”

Ling Shuangyin smiled softly at her and said, "Don't worry, it's not as terrible as you think." ”

She said politely and bowed to Jiang Chengyuan: "Your Highness, please." ”

Jiang Chengyuan patted Zhao Wanqing's shoulder and motioned her to follow him, and when his hand reached Zhao Wanqing's shoulder, he didn't put it down, but took advantage of the situation to hold her.

"What did the Imperial Doctor say?" Jiang Chengyuan asked.

Zhao Wanqing thought of the matter of "picking sunflowers", so she replied truthfully: "The imperial doctor said that there is no help, just two or three days." ”

"Are you feeling better?" Jiang Chengyuan asked again.

Zhao Wanqing didn't understand, so she raised her radiant face and looked at him.