It's just that his distant cousin, he doesn't believe it.

It's just that what is the relationship between this girl and Zhao Cheng.

His woman?

It's clear that this woman is still in the boudoir, so it's not. And Zhao Cheng is notoriously not close to women. He remembered that Oiran Qingmist, who once thought he was smiling, took off his clothes and threw himself into his arms, but he didn't see any reaction. Instead, he slapped the person out of the air, and the Oiran was not covered at that time, and two ribs were broken.

A man who is so incomprehensible is not close to women, or he can't.

But now there is one more woman by Zhao Cheng's side.

Looking at Song Qing's disappearing back, the prince couldn't help but think about it.

What if this woman is for her own use? That Zhao Cheng is not obediently on his side.

However, how to make a woman willing to use it for herself is not simple. In this world, what woman can refuse, with gorgeous clothes and noble status. When the time comes, she will be allowed a side concubine.

If Song Qing knew his thoughts at this moment, he would definitely say something.

You want to fart!

It can only be said that this prince really thinks too much.

……

At this time, Song Qing, who had already walked away, couldn't help but look back behind him, frowning.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but I always feel hairy.

Looking up at the sky, the blue sky was white, Song Qing felt that he must have seen too much suspicion.

Seeing that someone was selling fried chestnuts with sugar on the side of the road, Song Qing was about to come forward to buy them and eat them. She had barely stepped out when she heard the sound of horses' hooves 'kicking' not far away. I saw passers-by consciously moving to both sides of the road.

Song was stunned for a moment, and also walked a few steps to the side to give way, although she felt that she was already on the side, but it was always right to let more people, after all, traffic accidents are sometimes caused by inattention.

"Tap—"

"Tap, tap, step—"

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves coming from the street in the distance, Song Qing couldn't help but glance up curiously.

That group of people riding tall horses? Maybe it's because I'm in the city and the speed slows down. All of them are dressed in black suits? A long sword or a side knife hanging from their waists? Very serious, looking at the air-conditioned. That face seems to be written in a big way? If you don't want to die, get out of the way.

And the one who is the leader is even more cold-cold? Now he was on a horse, and his long inky hair was tied only with a headband made of golden tassels? In addition, without any decoration. Dressed in black, embroidered with golden moire, at this moment he has a piece of green jade hanging around his waist, and his body is cold and deep.

Looking at the man on the horse? Song Qing's nose is sour.

He's back!

Really, I didn't come back without notice.

Thinking that he might not be able to see himself standing here, after looking up at him, Song Qing moved two steps forward.

Feeling that he was standing conspicuously enough, Song Qing waved at him.

"Third master, look here."

"Hello!"

Song Qing's voice is not small? Standing conspicuously again. So as soon as she spoke, Zhao Cheng's gaze fell on her accurately. That aqua blue, it was difficult for him not to see it.

Seeing that he saw himself, Song Qing was happy, and raised his hand to show him love. But? After the comparison, Song Qing blushed.

She? What is she doing here? Shouldn't you be reserved? Good thing he can't read? You probably can't understand it either.

Zhao Cheng had already approached, and naturally saw Song Qingbi's gesture. looked at Song Qing suspiciously? He really didn't understand what she meant by that gesture.

The sound of horses' hooves from far and near? Soon arrived in front of Song Qing. He grabbed the reins, and after the horse barked? Stopped not far from Song Qing.

Zhao Cheng turned his head slightly and looked condescendingly at Song Qing, who was standing on the side of the road on his left hand. His gaze swept over her dimples, the coldness in his eyes instantly dissipated, and even the indifferent expression eased a lot.

It was a lot whiter, and his face looked a little meaty, this was Zhao Cheng's idea when he saw Song Qing at this moment.

Of course, Song Qing didn't know what Zhao Cheng thought, otherwise he would definitely be anxious. She's definitely not fat, she's not fat, she's really not fat.

Looking at the person on the horse, Song Qing opened his mouth to say hello.

"Well, you're back, is the journey going well?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at her and nodded lightly.

"Hmm."

After Song heard this, he gave him a blank look.

"That's it, I can't say two more words." Why, it's been gone for so many days, so I want to show it. As soon as Song Qing thought of this, he heard Zhao Cheng say something up.

"Well, it's fine."

"Poof! That's two more words. ”

Song Qing felt like he couldn't cry or laugh, "Prime Minister, it's worthy of you." ”

666 to you!

“……”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, and after glancing at Song Qing, he raised his hand and signaled his subordinates to leave first.

Gu Wei was stunned for a moment, glanced at Song Qing, and then waved his hand and led everyone away with a clear face.

As the saying goes, if you don't see each other for a day, it's like every other autumn, no, the third master hasn't seen Miss Song for so many days, and he definitely wants to be alone with Miss Song. As a competent subordinate, he shouldn't have left now, he should have left in the first place.

No, the third master is disgusted with them. (You're floating again!) ）

There are a lot of people on the streets, and there are a lot of people looking this way at the moment. Zhao Cheng glanced down at Song Qing, then bent down and reached out to carry the person in front of him and sit down.

Song Qing only felt that the collar was tight, and her feet were empty, and then she was already sitting sideways in front of the third master.

Feeling that the horse was moving under his buttocks, Song lightly grabbed his clothes with the hand on his chest, afraid that he would fall off if he didn't pay attention.

"Third master, you still let me go, I'm so flustered."

Song Qing has ridden bicycles, battery cars, cars, and airplanes.

However, the safety factor of this horseback riding is not high! Just as Song Qing was about to let him go down, Zhao Cheng pulled the reins.

"Drive-"

Hearing the master's order, the horse galloped away in the direction of the city gate in an instant. The speed was too fast, Song Qing only felt the wind blowing in his ears, and couldn't help but close his eyes nervously.

When people are nervous and scared, they will be like Song Qing.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Instinctively reacting, Song Qing now buried his head in Zhao Cheng's chest, and grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands. Anyway, it's a bit choking.

Zhao Cheng glanced down at the person in his arms, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

It's so timid.

Although she thought so, the hand around her waist was still unconsciously tightened.

"Look up, open your eyes."

Feeling the whirring wind in his ears, Song Qing dared to open his eyes.

"I don't."

Looking at the ball shrunk in his arms like a turtle, he couldn't help but whisper.

"That's it."

Saying this, Zhao Cheng pulled the reins on his hand and slowed down the horse.

The sound of the wind in my ears has eased.

Feeling that the speed of the horse sitting down had become slower, Song Qing raised his head from Zhao Cheng's arms and opened his eyes tentatively.