Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 472 Danger Comes
That night, Situ Qingming forced Feng Nuanyang to cook a whole table of dishes, and continued to let her eat first before he put down his chopsticks.

Feng Nuanyang got angry and ate hard with all his strength, but one of them couldn't control well and ate too much.

She hugged her tight stomach and swelled up badly, leaning against the carriage and frowning uncomfortably.

Accompanied by the bumps and the sound of horseshoes, she felt dizzy and felt very uncomfortable as if a big stone was pressed against her chest.

Situ Qingming's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the pale woman vigilantly. When she covered her mouth with her hands and vomited, he walked away, for fear that she would vomit on him.

In the end, whatever came to mind, Feng Nuanyang quickly vomited out the evening meal, and a strange smell quickly spread in the carriage.

Situ Qingming's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Nuanyang, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Feng Nuanyang patted his uncomfortable chest, and leaned weakly in the carriage: "It's all you, if it weren't for you, would I be able to eat so much? Knowing that I ate too much, you should rest for a night, what are you worrying about now?" , deserve it!"

She rolled his eyes at him, looked at him approaching the edge of exposure, clutched her chest and moaned even more uncomfortable: "Don't stimulate me, I feel like vomiting when I feel uncomfortable."

The corners of Situ Qingming's mouth twitched, the veins on his forehead bulged, and a layer of storm gathered on his body, as if it would erupt at any moment.

The air in the carriage was stuffy, and he pushed the window irritably, but the smell lingered in his nose, which made him lose the mood to stay, and immediately stopped the carriage.

The carriage walked into a forest, it was dark and quiet, without a single family, but after passing through here and a mountain in front, it was Fengyuan's frontier fortress - Haijiaguan.

The moon hangs desolately in the sky, the cold wind at night brought a burst of humidity, Feng Nuanyang leaned against a tree and vomited for a long time.

Hong Lan stepped forward worriedly, she had already tidied up the compartment, but there was still a bit of a smell, she knew her master's cleanliness character, so she asked: "Young master, she looks like this, do we want to stay in this forest today?" Stay overnight?"

In the black night, the icy moonlight shone on the ground, making Situ Qingming's deep eyes unable to see clearly. He pursed his lips and looked at the frail figure not far away, feeling a little loose in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a murderous aura around him, his expression froze, and he exchanged a look with Hong Lan.

Hong Lan stepped forward and immediately grabbed Feng Nuanyang.

Feng Nuanyang exclaimed: "What are you doing? I haven't finished vomiting yet, so wait."

She struggled, but the woman in front of her looked serious, stern and fearful, she calmed down, and finally realized the danger.

The dark clouds slowly dissipated, and the icy moonlight slanted into the forest, flickering between bright and dark, Feng Nuanyang saw a group of men in black standing on the surrounding trees, wearing iron masks, only their fierce eyes were exposed, Holding a sword, the sharp blade reflects a cold light.

Looking at the bleak night, she had a bad premonition in her heart, but before she could figure out how to get out, she was pushed out by Hong Lan, staggered, and managed to stabilize her body when she saw a group of Situ Qingming, who was dressed in white, was particularly conspicuous.

When she saw that the opportunity to escape had come, she hurried into the carriage and grabbed the reins to prepare to escape.

A man in black noticed her presence, squeezed out from the crowd, jumped into her carriage, raised a big knife and slashed at her.

(End of this chapter)