The outside of the car became quiet, Wen Mo suddenly tightened the reins of the horse, and the speed of the carriage immediately decreased, Lin Fu'er in the car had a calm face, brushed a few strokes to make up for the little prince's makeup, and then got up and came to Murong Jue, and said in a deep voice: "Take off your clothes!" ”

…… What?

Lin Fu'er put on two completely different faces before and after, and put on Murong Jue's makeup at close range, Murong Jue looked forward to it in his heart, and he kept looking at Lin Fu'er's face, the more he looked at it, the more happy he became, because the greater the difference between Lin Fu'er's two faces, the more powerful Lin Fu'er's makeup skills are, and the more realistic his expectation of changing his appearance will be.

Murong Jue didn't realize that the external environment had changed, and when he saw Lin Fu'er stop, he was excited, and he wanted to run to the mirror immediately to take a look, but Lin Fu'er suddenly said this.

"Take off, clothes?" Murong Jue asked in a daze, he had already misunderstood Lin Fu'er once before, he didn't want to misunderstand again, it showed that he was stupid, so he was not stupid.

"Quick! Off! Lin Fu'er looked solemn, and as she spoke, she had already reached out to help Murong Jue undress.

With his hand on Murong Jue's collar, Murong Jue was shocked to realize that Lin Fuer was not joking, what she said was true.

The little prince Murong Jue suddenly blushed, his hands were guarding his clothes, his little face was wrinkled and he didn't speak, he was very angry, and he didn't want to say a word to the crazy woman in front of him.

"Fu, Fu'er, what are you ......" Yu Chengru knew that Lin Fu'er must have her reason for doing this, but, but, for a while, he was really a little confused, what did Fu'er want to do?

If you want to change your makeup first, and then change your outfit, Li'er is smooth, but now that they are outside, even if it is like changing clothes with the little prince, whether it is his or Lin Fuer's size, it can't work!

"It's too late, Grandpa Yu, I'll explain it to you later, boy, hurry up." As the carriage moved, it became quieter and quieter outside, and Lin Fu'er already felt that something was wrong, and they had to hurry.

Regardless of respect or disrespect, Lin Fuer directly dragged the little boy over and stripped off the little prince's eunuch robe in three or two clicks.

In the cold winter season, Murong Jue wore several layers.

In Lin Fu'er's opinion, those clothes are almost the same, although there are no replacement clothes, the clothes on the little prince can be taken off and put on again in a different order.

took off one layer, took off another layer, the little prince's face changed from red to black, and there were even tears hanging in his big eyes, he was stunned to protect his body, pursed his lips and didn't say a word, the little prince was very smart, he knew that people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and he relied on the crazy woman to save his life, he didn't dare to say no.

"You're wearing a lot." Lin Fu'er looked at the clothes she had stripped off and couldn't help but be speechless.

Her subordinates didn't stop, they re-compared several robes in three or two, chose one and handed it to Murong Jue, and said tightly: "Put it on." ”

Murong Jue was very angry with Lin Fu'er, but on such a cold day, how much cold could the thin carriage wall have, he wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist the cold and stretched out his hand to take it, and then, there was no more, the little prince was only eight years old, and there were people to serve him in food, clothing, housing and transportation, where would he wear clothes?

Yu Chengru, who was next to him, saw Lin Fuer's intentions, and while sighing in his heart, he started to help.

As soon as he helped the little prince get dressed again, the carriage suddenly stopped with a sudden brake.

"Xiaofu, protect the master and sit firmly." Then he suddenly raised the reins of the horse, and the horse driving was spurred, and instantly neighed, and rushed forward, Lin Fuer dragged the little prince to sit beside him, and protected it, before he lifted the gap in the curtain and looked out.

Outside, in the night, some people dressed in black clothes and black cloth covered their faces, holding long swords, stopped in front of them.

Sure enough, something happened.

"Grandpa Yu, are you okay?" Lin Fu'er lowered her voice, Grandpa Yu is already in his sixtieth year, and fortunately he suffered such a big bump, which is really worrying, but who can blame him?

Is it to blame the little prince for being ignorant?

The high walls of the palace blocked countless villains and the nobles inside.

The little prince is already eight years old, and it should be the first time he has left the palace.

Isn't it normal to live in a golden cage for eight years and yearn for the outside world?

Lin Fuer sighed in her heart, put aside her distracting thoughts, and held the little prince under her arm like an old hen protecting her chickens, and held Yu Chengru's arm tightly with the other hand to avoid throwing people out due to the bumps in the carriage.

If something happens here, Wen Zhu, who wants to fall behind, will definitely catch up quickly.

When the time comes, there will be two people, Wenzhu and Wenmo, who want to solve a few little thieves, and they should no longer be a problem.

Although Lin Fu'er was so safe in her heart, she knew very well that if she dared to do something to the prince, how could the evil people behind it only send a few little thieves over? There will definitely be a dangerous person at the lore level!

Thinking of this, Lin Fuer couldn't help but probe out slightly, looked at both sides, and at this look, she hurriedly retreated, pulled the little prince and Yu Chengru, and pressed the two of them to the ground of the carriage, like an eagle with wings, with her thin body, to protect the two.

Immediately afterwards, the wall of the carriage slammed, and there was a dense sound, and several arrows broke through the wall of the carriage and rushed in, dangerously stuck on the wall of the carriage, like a fried hedgehog, facing several people in the carriage.

With such a big change, the carriage only ran a corner in the road, did not stop, or crashed into the side of the road, and still rushed forward.

Thinking that Wen Mo, who was driving, was unobstructed outside the car, Lin Fu'er's heart jumped, and he asked tightly: "Wen Mo, are you okay?" ”

As he spoke, his ears moved, and then he quickly pulled away, lifted the curtain, and glanced out, Wen Mo had an arrow pierced in his arm, and in the dark, he couldn't see the injury clearly, but there was blood rushing straight to his nose.

"Brother Wenmo, change me to drive." Seeing this, Lin Fu'er quickly jumped out of the carriage, squeezed into Wenmo's seat, and said tightly: "Brother Wenmo, go in and protect Grandpa Yu and the little prince." ”

Wen Mo is the most taciturn among Wen Qing and Wen Zhu, and his martial arts are the highest, but he is far inferior to Lin Fuer. That's right, Lin Fuer practiced martial arts at the age of five, and the four of them taught him everything, not only that, Lin Fuer has a very high level of understanding, and he also created his own swordsmanship.

Don't look at Lin Fu'er as just a fifteen-year-old girl, if she really stands up, even if the four of them work together, they may not win her.

Although he understands this, Lin Fuer is young after all, and he is also the child they watched grow up, how could he let the little girl rush to the forefront with her own danger? Wenmo wanted to stop it, but now that the situation is in crisis, there is no time to give in to humility.

At this moment, Wen Zhu's voice came from behind the carriage. ()

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