Chapter 112: The sick prince is too clingy (33)

  Chapter 112 The sick prince is too clingy (33)

   "But you have to pretend to be my close friend."

  Jojo’s face is so attractive.

  If she can get smaller, Duanmuhan can’t wait to hide her in her pocket so that no one can see it.

  Su Qiao stroked her small chin, and thought for a while: "The little boy is a little boy."

  It might be better to dress up as a small servant.

  She also doesn't want to be too noticeable.

  In the carriage, the two get along happily.

  Su Qiao no longer pretended to be a fool in front of Duanmuhan.

  Outside the carriage, it was a completely different scene.

  Chunhua's face was as cold as something, and his eyes stared at Shibei who was driving the car angrily.

   "Don't think I don't know that your master is uneasy and kind."

   When the north face looked forward blankly, when he didn't hear it.

   Chunhua gritted his teeth with anger: "Dead wood, my general will not let my lady marry the royal family."

  There is no good person in the royal family, and the third prince is not a good thing.

   even used her lady’s love to eat and play, and abducted her for a long time.

   "Your generals are no longer there." Shi Bei Mian replied blankly.

   Upon hearing this, Chun Hua became even more angry:

   "My general was only slightly injured and will be back soon. Don't think that my general is not here now, you can bully my lady at will."

   "With me, whoever dares to bully my lady, step on my corpse first."

  Shi Bei turned his head and glanced at her, but said nothing.

  I didn't expect this little girl to be so loyal.

  Just...

  Does she think she would like her master to be with her young lady?

  Su family is the second prince Duanmuyuan’s family.

   is opposed to their master.

  If it weren't for the tiger charm, he wouldn't be so relieved to let his master be with Miss Su.

  There is also the master's poison. Miss Su said that she could solve it, but his master believed it so.

  That prescription, don’t even check it.

  He was still on fire in his heart.

"you……?"

As soon as   Spring Painting was about to talk about it, Shi Bei already reached out his hand with a solemn expression and covered her mouth: "There is a situation."

  Chunhua was about to yell at her, so she closed her mouth and looked at her surroundings vigilantly.

  This is the way they must go back to the city.

  There are fields on one side and mountains and forests on the other.

  If you want to ambush, you can only be on the side of the forest.

  The sun has set, and the sky is slowly dimming, but it does not affect the line of sight.

  ‘戾’

  Shibei suddenly reached out his hand into the entrance and let out a howl.

  The sharp whistle sounded, and a group of men in black suddenly fell from the sky and quickly surrounded the carriage.

  At the same time, another group of people in navy blue clothes ambushing in the forest came out brandishing a knife.

  "Be careful, master, there is an ambush."

   After a word of warning, Shi Bei commanded the people under his hand to confront the Tsing Yi people.

  "Miss..."

  Suddenly encountered assassination, Chunhua is very anxious.

  Su Qiao stretched out his hand to open the heavy curtain and glanced outside, showing no fear on his face.

   "Sister Chunhua, don't be afraid, we will be fine."

   Seeing her poking out her head, Chun Hua became even more anxious, and quickly pushed her into the car: "The sword has no eyes, Miss, you hide in the carriage, don’t come out."

  Speaking, she had taken off the whip from her waist, jumped out of the carriage, and stood in front of the carriage waiting in a row.

   The sound of hacking and killing, as well as the screams, kept coming, filling the entire carriage.

   Duan Muhan looked calm, and took Su Qiao's hand: "Are you afraid?"

  He has gotten used to this situation, especially recently.

  I just didn’t expect that I would be disturbed if I had a rare opportunity to take Su Qiao out to play.

   Thinking of this, Duan Muhan's deep eyes flashed with a strong hostility.

  Su Qiao gave him a white look, retracted his hand, and began to untie the embroidered bag on his waist.

   "I should ask you this. You were cut to blood all over yesterday, but today there are so many people here."

   is so weak, but there are so many people thinking about his life, which is really troublesome.

  (End of this chapter)