Chapter 247: His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is Happy 32
Glancing at Shi Huan's reaction, Si Ling raised his eyebrows and asked:
"Acquaintance?"
Lowering the car curtain, Shi Huan told him what happened on the street that day, and worry appeared between his delicate eyebrows:
"Is it true that she said there was a plague in the South? Is this what is the reason why you are going south? ”
The man's long fingers were placed between her eyebrows, and his voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still calm and reassuring.
"It's not."
After saying the two words, he leaned closer to Shi Huan's ear and whispered in a voice that only she could hear.
Her black and white eyes widened slightly, and she turned her head to look at her boss Ling Youshen.
He told her such a great secret.
This represents...... Again, invisibly, he took a step back.
Take the initiative to put the world in her hands.
At this time, it's time to give some rewards, right?
The tip of the pink and tender tongue licked his lips and quickly kissed him, his black and white eyes reflected his appearance, and he said word by word:
"Lord Wang, in this life, I will not live up to you."
live up to his trust, live up to his concessions, and live up to his feelings.
The girl looked serious and spoke in a serious tone, as if she was making a solemn promise.
Si Ling was stunned for a moment, hooked his lips and smiled, and the smile went straight to the bottom of his eyes.
He is a layman, and when he gives, he wants to be understood, and he expects something in return.
How fortunate she was that she understood him.
He also said that he would not disappoint him.
The long arms reached out, grabbed the girl's slender neck, and took her into his arms.
He lowered his head and kissed him finely.
This child is his calamity, which makes him addicted, makes him retreat again and again, and makes him want to stop.
On the contrary, he was damn willing.
The temperature inside the car gradually increased, but the atmosphere dropped to freezing point as the two sides confronted each other outside.
Seeing that the Song guards had no intention of turning around, Qin Huailan quietly touched the knife on her waist, but the man next to her shook his head at her.
Although they didn't recognize the Song guards, the aura of those who had been practicing martial arts for many years was different from that of ordinary people.
This carriage is luxurious and exquisite, and it is not something that ordinary rich people can afford.
Everyone met in Pingshui and kindly reminded each other, which is understandable.
But if you make a move because the other party doesn't appreciate it, it's suspicious.
Qin Huailan frowned, slowly lowered her hand, and snorted coldly at the Song guard:
"A strong man is good at himself, if you insist on going your own way, and you will be infected with the plague at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you."
glanced at Qi Jingheng, and the two left side by side.
It's really not appropriate to make a fuss halfway, and she gave the warning she should have given anyway.
If these people don't listen to the dissuasion, they have to hit the south wall and not turn back, and it won't be too late for her to let them die on the south wall.
Hearing the movement and gradually leaving, Shi Huan wanted to withdraw from Si Ling's arms.
This man is in heat everywhere and panicked.
"Don't move."
The hoarse voice seemed to have a burning heat, burning the heart and liver.
Shi Huan's body immediately froze: "Okay, I won't move, and you are not allowed to move." ”
A smile flashed in his deep eyes, and he just hugged her from sunrise to dusk.
As night fell, the person in his arms fell asleep as he staggered along the way.
On the way, I passed through some scattered small villages, but there were many houses and villages, but there was not a single figure in sight.
It seems that he really fled because of the plague.
The carriage stopped in Liangcheng, less than three kilometers from the foot of Zhennanguan.
The Song guards dismounted and checked around the neighborhood to make sure that there was no one in the village, and returned to the carriage to standby.
Shi Huan slept lightly, and after the carriage stopped, he woke up quickly.
The light is dim and the vision is pitch black. Dark clouds cover the moon, and the surrounding silence is terrible.
The evening breeze blew lightly, blowing a faint smell of blood and rotting corpses.