The carriage swayed along.

The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely depressing, and even the attendants who accompanied them outside seemed to be affected by this atmosphere, and their faces were gloomy, with swords on their waists, and they were shocked to protect the carriage.

Sikong Yan sat cross-legged in the car, occupying most of the position, and Han Yue shrank in the corner of the carriage, like an air bag, but she did not lean against the inner wall of the carriage, and her back was very straight.

Sikong Yan glanced at her quietly, and was secretly surprised in his heart: Don't look at her crying at every turn, she seems to be very squeamish, but this kung fu is very backbone, and she stays honest without saying a word.

The carriage shook suddenly, and Han Yue's body was unstable and turned upside down towards him.

Sikong Yanfei usually rides alone in the car, and because of his identity, he has to be vigilant even if he is asleep, so when Hanyue turned upside down to him, he subconsciously waved his hand.

"Ahh Tong! Two different voices came from the carriage one after another.

In front was Han Yue's exclamation, and in the back, her head slammed into the inner wall of the carriage.

The carriage stopped immediately.

The attendant outside cautiously asked, "Master?" ”

There was silence in the carriage, and everyone outside was frightened and didn't dare to breathe, not knowing what had happened in the carriage just now.

"Let's go." After a while, Sikong Yanfei said lightly.

The carriage then proceeded.

In the carriage, Han Yue fell to the side, and her body fell there motionless, like a dead dog.

Sikong Yanfei looked at her embarrassed appearance, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl.

It was the first time he had seen a woman pretending to be dead in such disregard of her image, but it was just a bump, and she didn't really faint.

How did he know that Han Yue was angry at this time, she had already scolded Sikong Yan in her heart.

I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he still tosses her like this, he obviously did it on purpose!

Sikong Yanfei sat there looking at her, and didn't see her move for a long time, so he slowly said, "Do you want to go back?" ”

Hanyue didn't move on her stomach, but her ears were up, so she listened attentively.

What to go back to?

"It seems that the Hou Shizi of Yichang really regrets it, if he wants to buy you back, are you willing?" Sikong Yan looked at Han Yue.

Sure enough, hearing this, her body moved slowly, and she sat up with her hands on the car board.

Sikong Yanfei felt more and more interesting, it was the first time he had seen such a strange woman that Qin Zhengjing was obviously interested in her, but she regarded him like a tiger and avoided him.

Why?

Isn't the identity of the Hou Shizi of Yichang enough to make her heart move? Still is...... Does she know who he really is?

When this bold thought suddenly passed through his mind, even he himself was startled.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

Impossible, Qin Zhengjing would never tell her his identity, and Han Yue didn't look like his person.

He was thinking about it when he suddenly noticed a pair of frightened eyes watching him.

Han Yue's face turned pale, and even though she tried her best to keep her composure, she still couldn't hide the uneasiness in her heart.

She never thought that one day Qin Zhengjing would really buy her back.

She didn't dare to think about it, because she felt that Sikong Yanfei shouldn't be the kind of person who would give up someone who had been kind to him for a thousand taels of gold......

Sikong Yan looked at Han Yue's eyes steadily, and for some reason, when he saw the unconcealed sadness and panic in her eyes, he was a little gloomy.

Panic is like a frightened bird, anxious like a fish that has slipped through the net, that's what she looks like.

He could see that this was not a deliberate disguise, but a real fear in her heart.

"You are worth two thousand taels of gold now, even if Qin Zhengjing has this thought, but I'm afraid I won't be able to make up all this money." He made up for the one who sent God.

Han Yue's face softened a little, but she still lowered her head.

"Will you change hands again?" She asked in a low voice.

Sikong Yan was stunned.

Han Yue raised her head and said: "That day, the little girl begged the king for protection, but this favor has been repaid, and now the kindness and righteousness are clear, and when she goes back, please let the little girl return." With that, she bowed to herself, ignoring the pain of the laceration on her back, and pressed her forehead against the car board, motionless.

Sikong Yan's face changed suddenly, and the carriage was instantly flooded with cold air.