Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 1160 The man in the sack

Ling Chenyi saw that Osmanthus was half dressed, and then he became dazed. He couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, stepped forward and lightly pinched Osmanthus's nose, and said pettingly: "What are you thinking? Hurry up, it won't be long after dawn." Fa out."

"Ah? Oh!" Osmanthus suddenly came to her senses, she didn't care about that much anymore, and hurriedly put on her clothes.

Walking to the window, Osmanthus realized that she was wearing night clothes. She just put them on on the bed and didn't feel anything wrong. Looking at them now, night clothes are clothes and trousers, not as long as a skirt.

"Let's go." Following Ling Chenyi's words, Osmanthus felt that she was enveloped in a burst of darkness, and then her feet left the ground, going up and down, not knowing what happened, only Ling Chenyi was left with her senses breath.

What pervades the surroundings and lingers at the tip of the nose is just the smell that belongs exclusively to Ling Chenyi.

Ling Chenyi tightly held the sweet-scented osmanthus in his arms with a thick black cloak, and then quickly swept towards a certain direction.

Because he was worried about freezing the sweet-scented osmanthus, he covered the sweet-scented osmanthus tightly, and also made the sweet-scented osmanthus lose sight of the scenes of Ling Chenyi stepping on the light industry and taking her flying over the roofs and eaves of the houses.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus fell to the ground again and Ling Chenyi exposed her small head, the sweet-scented osmanthus realized that the environment she was in was no longer the Prince's Mansion, but a small forest.

In the small forest in winter, the leaves have already fallen, leaving only bare branches and branches.

There was a bonfire next to where he was standing, and two rabbits that were already glowing with oil were leaning on the bonfire.

"Ling Chenyi, this..." Osmanthus fragrans looked at Ling Chenyi puzzled, while Ling Chenyi walked to the side of the fire with his arms around her waist, and sat on the soft cushion that had been placed beside the fire.

"Let's come early, let's wait a little longer!" Ling Chenyi said, tearing off a rabbit leg, wrapped it in oiled paper and handed it to Osmanthus fragrans.

After a busy night, she just drank water and went back to sleep after returning to Shizi's mansion. Osmanthus fragrans hadn't eaten all the time, and now she was stimulated by the smell of barbecue, and she was really hungry.

Osmanthus fragrans took the rabbit's leg and took a bite, not to mention, it tasted good.

Seeing Osmanthus ate a few mouthfuls of rabbit meat, Ling Chenyi smiled and shook his head, then took the wine jar beside him, poured half a bowl of wine, and handed it to Osmanthus, "Take a sip, so as not to get cold."

Speaking of drinking, Ling Chenyi originally didn't want Osmanthus to drink again, but there is no way, now that Osmanthus has become famous in court, even if she doesn't drink today, she will drink one day.

That's why Ling Chenyi asked people to prepare the lightest wine in this jar. For a drinker like Ling Chenyi, the wine prepared for Osmanthus basically doesn't feel like water, and it's not even as strong as drinking tea.

Let's practice slowly from the lightest taste!Will always come in handy.

The wine enters the throat, with a touch of sweetness, a little wine taste, very good.

But because of the last time she got drunk, even if the smell of wine in front of her was light, Osmanthus fragrans didn't dare to drink too much, especially when she had to meet the interpreter from the Western Regions later.

Osmanthus fragrans had almost eaten a rabbit's leg, only to hear footsteps in the distance.

Looking back, he saw Liu Dahai was carrying a sack on his shoulder, and the sack was still humming from time to time.

"This is..." Gui Hua's heart tightened, the person in the sack was clearly a person, and thinking about what Ling Chenyi said to herself, the person in the sack could be the interpreter from the Western Regions, right?
Facts have proved that Osmanthus fragrans was right.

The sad person in the sack with his hands and feet bound and his mouth gagged with cloth strips was the envoy from the Western Regions.

(End of this chapter)