Crown Princess, she always wants to leave

Chapter 377 Chuchu, if you look at me again, I will marry you 28
His two beautiful long legs swayed slightly in mid-air. Hearing Chu Ci's words, he seemed to think for a while, then pursed his lips and said, "I told you, it might scare you, you better not know."

"It can't scare me." Chu Ci's voice was completely cold, without any emotional ups and downs.

Jian Ji was silent for a while, then suddenly opened the car curtain, tilted her head slightly to look at Chu Ci who was sitting on the couch, and told her bluntly: "It's Master Ming."

The carriage rolled forward slowly, the surroundings were too quiet, only the chirping of insects and birds in the jungle from time to time.

Chu Ci looked at Jian Ji, and suddenly laughed lightly.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, wiping away the beautiful arc, but it was clearly mocking.

She didn't say anything, she lowered her head, tore off the stumped branch from her little foot, and let the blood drip.

Jian Ji looked at the mottled and criss-crossed blood on her fair feet, paused for a while, and handed her a clean handkerchief.

Chu Ci didn't answer, half-closed his cold eyes, and leaned on the back of the couch loosely, expressionless.

Jian Ji's hand holding the handkerchief stopped in mid-air for a moment, and finally put it at her feet, and then lowered the curtain to let the horse go faster.

He leaned on the car, looked elsewhere lazily and said, "There is no one in this world who is trustworthy. If you don't trust others, you won't feel sad."

At first glance, what he said really seemed to be comforting Chu Ci.

It's just that the words are not good words.

But the people in the carriage did not respond to him.

Chu Ci slept peacefully in the carriage. He didn't know how long he slept, but he only remembered having some fragmented dreams.

The self in her dream is often wearing a black smoked sweater, and she doesn't seem to care about anything.

In the dream, there is wind and snow, the figure of Chu Ci, the joy and sorrow of others, and the joy and sorrow of Chu Ci.

When I woke up, it was dark again.

Jian Ji told her that it would take another two days to get there.

Chu Ci looked out the window expressionlessly, and asked quietly, "Where are you going?"

Jian Ji outside the carriage paused for a moment, opened the curtain, looked at Chu Ci inside the carriage and said, "Suzaku wakes up the Lord, where do you think you are going?"

Chu Ci quietly looked out the window for a while, raised his cold eyes lightly, looked at Jian Ji and said, "Before I become the Lord of Suzaku, I have to complete one last thing."

Jian Ji narrowed her eyes: "Do you want to intervene in the matter of Hanshui City?"

Chu Ci was silent.

"No..." Jian Ji chuckled, "Chu Ci, does this have anything to do with you?"

Chu Ci just stared at him, and lightly parted his red lips: "One last time."

Just take it as a complete break with her so-called innocence and passion in the past.

After this incident, neither Hanshui City nor that person has anything to do with her Chu Ci.

Jian Ji also looked at her, and after a while, she slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'll help you this time, but please remember what you said, this is the last time."

After Jian Ji finished speaking, he quickened his whip and stayed away from this place.

Three days later, in the northwest remote area outside Qin Zhao's territory, at the end of the sand forest forgotten by the world, there is a vast mountain and river, and there are a small number of Liuguang people. They are like ordinary people, but they seem to be different. They only know As a subject of Lord Suzaku, he was left behind in this territory. For several years, he never stepped out, guarding this territory, waiting for someone to wake up and return.

(End of this chapter)