The Strongest Sweet Wife: Subduing the Superstar Husband

Chapter 1254 I will not be a hostage

Xu was in the suburbs. Along the way, the two of them didn't meet any blood clansmen.

It was not until outside a tall and majestic city wall that people came and went.

There is no difference between the people of the Blood Race and the Xuanwu Continent in terms of appearance or clothing.

Ye Hui'an thought that when he went to a populated place, he would meet at least one or two puppets, but unexpectedly, he didn't even see the shadow of the puppets.

"This is really a blood race? Why does it feel so different from what I imagined."

"Perhaps we are also different in the eyes of the blood clansmen." Simo replied patiently.

Ye Hui'an raised her eyelids, thinking about what excuse to use to enter the city. A luxurious sedan chair had already appeared from the city first, walking straight towards the direction where the two were.

The whole body of the sedan chair is black, and the edges and the top of the sedan chair are painted with gold paint. There are fist-sized bells hanging from the four corners, which make a 'ring bell' sound as the Chollima moves.

Before and after the sedan chair, four men in black clothes and ghost masks followed.

Ye Hui'an suddenly became vigilant, and subconsciously clenched the dagger in his hand, "You cover for a while, and I run first?"

Simo glanced at her amusedly, and his magnetic voice sounded slowly: "There's no need to run, this sedan chair is here to pick us up."

Pick them up?

Ye Hui'an was surprised. If she hadn't confirmed that she had nothing to do with Simo and the blood clan, she would have even thought that she was a traitor from the Xuanwu Continent.

really……

The only woman in the team bowed to the two of them very respectfully, "Miss, son, our young master welcomes you."

Didn't you come to fight?
She can understand that Jun Ming treats her well, but Simo...

Suspicious eyes fell on Simo, but Simo just smiled meaningfully at her, and led her to the sedan chair.

After getting into the sedan chair, Ye Hui'an finally couldn't help but asked, "Si Mo, did you and Jun Ming make any private deals?"

"There is indeed one." Si Mo didn't hide it either.

Ye Anhui sat up straight, "What deal?"

"A deal that can keep the Xuanwu Continent and the Blood Race at least a thousand years of peace."

"So what kind of deal is it? What's the deal?" Ye Hui'an's eyes widened and he covered his chest with his hands. "Could it be a deal with me?"

"What do you think?"

Ye Anhui increasingly believed that there was a possibility.

What Jun Ming wanted was her, and maybe it was really possible to exchange her for a thousand years of stability for both parties.

"Si Mo, let me tell you, I, Ye Hui'an, will never compromise. I would rather die than be a hostage."

The smile on the corners of Si Mo's lips widened, and he flicked her plump forehead lightly with his fingers, "Silly."

"Simo!"

"Do you think your husband will trade you?"

Ye Hui'an snorted coldly, turned her head away and stopped talking.

The sedan chair did not have the capital, but went around a sea of ​​flowers to a palace in the suburbs.

The huge palace seemed extremely quiet, coupled with the dark walls, Ye Anhui finally felt a bit of coldness in line with the temperament of the blood clan.

"Miss, son, please come inside."

The group of people brought Ye Anhui and Simo to the gate of the palace and then stopped. They just opened the door and signaled them to go in by themselves.

"Thank you." Simo nodded, holding Ye Hui'an's hand and walking slowly inside.

The interior decoration is still gorgeous, but there are very few furniture and it looks extremely empty.

Soon, the two arrived at the main hall, where there was nothing but a comfortable chair.

At this time, Jun Ming was leaning on the grand teacher's chair, he did not wear a cloak, and his clear and handsome face was completely exposed in Ye Hui'an's sight.

He held a jade bracelet in his hand, thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)