Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 940 My mother's name is Qin Shiyue. 4
The sky gradually darkened.

The wind and snow were much faster, the vast world, white covered everything, the whole world was covered in silver, and the range that the eyes could see was very limited.

In such a blizzard, a pair of horses and chariots were slowly stopping in a ruined temple.

After inspecting the environment of the ruined temple, the guards respectfully walked in front of the car, cupped their fists and saluted and said, "My lord, I didn't find anything unusual."

No voice responded to his words.

The guard was not discouraged, and ordered the other men to disperse and guard in different positions.

An encirclement circle was formed to closely protect the mysterious figure.

After the guard just gave orders, he turned back and said to the people in the car, "Master, why don't you come down and warm yourself by the fire, it's too cold today."

Looking up, there are wind and snow flying everywhere.

"Ah."

Finally, a lazy but very clear voice came slowly from inside the car, it sounded very moving.

Borrowing, a long white and slender hand stretched out from the inside of the car, lifted the curtain, and the sleeve slipped off, revealing a large lotus white arm.

Just looking at that hand, it is extremely beautiful.

That person should be even more wonderful.

A person stepped out from the car, dressed in a white plain narrow jacket and a navy blue polar sable coat, the white hair on the collar of the coat was blown slightly by the wind.

Gently moved on the man's gorgeous face.

Like a naughty squirrel, wagging its tail, playing games constantly, and this handsome man is their favorite target.

He stood there, his body looked a little weak, and he coughed lightly.

His face was a little pale, and he didn't have much blood, which made this man look a little more delicate, but he was an extremely beautiful person.

The maid next to him wanted to come over to help him, but he waved her hand and refused.

The guard had already laid a cushion in front of the charcoal fire. He walked over and sat down by the charcoal fire. His long coat was scattered on the ground, making him look a little more unspeakably beautiful.

A group of servants stood aside, not speaking.

This dilapidated temple seemed extraordinarily quiet, only the snowflakes flying outside occasionally broke the branches and made broken sounds.

After a while, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to Bai Ying, the guard behind him, "Let them also come down to light the torches."

Bai Ying knew who he was talking about, and quickly ordered the maid to go to another car.

He took the two children inside the car and brought them to Xuanyuanxuan's side.

Liao Jie still insisted on wearing a monk's robe, but his height was much taller than two years ago, his face was calm, the young boy looked at Xuanyuanxuan vigilantly, and kept Xiao Suixin behind him.

Along the way, none of them knew who the person who captured them was.

However, the people who arrested them did nothing wrong to them, so apart from the unpredictable future, they lived happily.

Especially Xiao Suixin, after seeing such a good-looking Xuanyuanxuan, she felt that this person is not a bad person.

Because in her world, all good-looking people are not bad people.

Lie Jie always despises this deeply, but Lie Jie, who is taciturn by nature, rarely talks about her, so Xiao Suixin's innocence and happiness appear extraordinarily carefree.

Xuanyuanxuan pointed to the place in front of the charcoal fire and said, "Sit down and enjoy the fire with me."

(End of this chapter)