Fu Wenci frowned: "I heard from my brother that you were taken captive, and I came all the way from the capital to find you, how could I go to find His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

"Since the eldest brother is here, the second brother has taken your place and followed His Royal Highness the Prince?" Ling Chan ignored his nonsense and asked herself, "This can't be done, the second brother hasn't worked hard since he was a martial artist, can he control your group of rough soldiers from the border?" ”

Fu Wenzhang, who was disguised as Fu Wenci, was especially shocked, and his mouth was stiff, "What are you talking about, I'm your second brother!" ”

"You grit your teeth when you're nervous, but the second brother won't."

“…… It's a lot smarter than when I was a kid. Fu Wenci silently relaxed his back molars and muttered in a low voice.

Ling Chan patted Fu Wenzhang's chest amusedly, and her voice was brisk, "I can always recognize it!" I used to play with you! ”

Fu Wenci couldn't help but think of their youth, Ling Chan was always well-behaved and obedient, and was tricked out of the Hou Mansion by them, holding Fu Wenci in one hand, following behind the two, and being the little tail of his brother.

The smile is sweet like a glutinous rice ball, tender and soft, everything is fresh, I like everything, and I want to try everything.

He and Fu Wenci took turns running errands for her and bought goods from every store on the street.

He remembered that Ling Chan liked to eat Zhang Ji's white sugar cake in winter, and liked Qingpingfang's fish in summer, she was a woman and couldn't go in, so he instructed him and his second brother to buy it, and every time she had to pinch her nose and endure the strong aroma of fat powder in Qingpingfang......

Thinking of these childhood anecdotes, Fu Wenzhang couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and Ling Chan asked in wonder,

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to protect you," Fu Wenzhang looked at his sister in front of him with soft eyes, showing a rare gentle side, "You are here alone, how can I rest assured?" ”

"There's nothing to worry about, it's okay for me when I was in Taiwan." Ling Chan explained with a smile.

"Today, in front of me, he dares to humiliate you like this!" Fu Wenzhang frowned, he stretched out his hand to pull Lingchan, "You go home with me!" ”

Ling Chan took a step back, dodging his palm.

Fu Wenzhang was stunned.

Under the cold moonlight, Ling Chan's delicate face was flawless, plain and indifferent, as if it was a Guanyin made of jade.

Heartless and ruthless, indestructible, indestructible, and unforgiving, it doesn't need anyone's protection.

"Brother," Ling Chan said, "I have what I want to do." ”

I have what I want to do.

I am not a chick who needs someone to shelter from the wind and rain, I am not a weak flower that is unable to protect itself, and I am not a dodder that must cling to a big tree to survive.

The attitude of taking a step back is a resounding rejection.

……

There are a lot of trees here, tall and leafy. Except for the plants in the camp that have been uprooted by the guards, there are still a large number of trees around it, densely blocking people's view.

From the intertwined branches and leaves, I saw Ling Chan and Fu Wenci pulling and pulling.

He has been standing here, watching coldly, watching Ling Chan raise her face and smile at the bright and sweet Chao Fu in the moonlight, so happy and lively.

I couldn't hear what the two of them said, I could only see that their atmosphere seemed to be cold and stiff for a while, and then Fu Wenci picked up Ling Chan, regardless of Ling Chan's struggle, and forcibly wanted to take the person away.

"Tsk," he clapped his hands, and as he spoke, the torches on the edge of the woodland lit up one by one, and the orange light danced on his face, eerie and ghostly.

"Running thousands of miles, riding alone to save people, brothers and sisters with such a deep friendship will also have disputes? Don't make a fuss, after all, right now, people are still in the hands of me, a traitor. ”

Under the firelight, the figures in the woods were full of shadows, and many people were ambushed.

Fu Wenci protected Ling Chan in his arms and reprimanded angrily: "Blatantly kidnapping the concubine of the dynasty!" His Royal Highness King An, don't you want your title, your fiefdom, and your clan identity! ”

"What's the use of these things for me?"

He didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he directly ordered Fu Wenci to be subdued.

Fu Wenzhang is strong in martial arts, although he can't overturn all the guards alone, but it is more than enough to escape from the encirclement with Ling Chan, but he is now pretending to be Fu Wenci, and Ling Chan is not happy to go with him at all......

He symbolically resisted twice, so much so that he imitated Fu Wenci, who was not good at martial arts, very similarly.

Fu Wenci was tied up by the guards and dragged away.

In the wide camp, only Ling Chan was left.

Tantai approached her step by step, "You promised me during the day, but did you regret it at night?" ”

He always seems to be soft-hearted towards Ling Chan.

The bluestone-like and tough heart that she has experienced in the deep palace is like a stack of soft tofu when she meets Ling Chan, and she pokes a hole.

The first time they met, under the vermilion city wall, he didn't shoot Chan on the spot, which was the most hopeless mistake he had made in eighteen years.

After that, it's a wrong step, a wrong step.

Seeing that Ling Chan and the prince were close, she was unwilling. Like a peacock with the screen open, he tried his best to attract her attention, and at the Lantern Festival, he childishly snatched her away, and dropped her for an inconsequential person.

At that time, he was still thinking about Xie Linyu's family background, and he was also thinking about competing with the crown prince for the throne.

High-spirited and reckless.

But now thanks to the girl in his arms, he is a lost dog.

The father was disgusted, implicated the mother concubine, and left the capital in disgrace.

How could he be willing?

So he pretended to obey and brazenly attacked.

He imagined thousands of times in his mind how to torture Ling Chan.

Peel the skin and pull the bones, and break the corpse into thousands of pieces? It's bloody.

Cut your face and disfigure, break your hands and feet? It's brutal.

It's better to break the tendons of her hands and feet, so that she can't go anywhere, so she can only obediently be a beautiful puppet in her arms.

He was very satisfied with this plan.

On the first day of Ling Chan's captivity, he held a sharp knife and slid gently across Ling Chan's wrists and ankles.

Ling Chan closed her eyes and slept deeply, but her body seemed to react to the crisis, where the cold tip of the knife slashed, goosebumps floated in large patches, and the hairs stood up one by one.

It's so cute.

The warm fingertips kneaded the pimpled skin during the platform.

The ankles are as cold and pale as white porcelain, and they are dyed with the temperature and color of the platform.

He was fascinated and put Ling Chan's feet in the palm of his hand, and couldn't put it down.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground at some point.

He was so smitten for her that he lost his mind.

On the outside, he was still well-dressed and majestic, but on the inside, he was already in a mess, and all his pride was crushed.

"Why don't you speak?" When he walked to Ling Chan's side, he took her white wrist and put it to his lips to kiss it.

"If you don't defend yourself, you won't be able to keep such a beautiful hand."