Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 42
The internal organs seemed to be shattered, Qin Luoyu's ears seemed to be buzzing with ten thousand flies, and the dark night sky above his head seemed to be spinning, making him feel nauseous.

The first thought in my mind, this time is really embarrassing and embarrassing.

The second thought, I can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day.

You fell from the horse earlier, and Youling Junxing was used as a backing, but the one who should have come, still couldn't escape.

"Your Highness, the third princess doesn't seem to know how to ride a horse." Hearing the voice, it seemed to be General Wei Wuji.

Even though Qin Luoyu was lying on the ground dizzy with his eyes closed, he could still feel a cold gaze falling on him, examining her.

After a while, the man on the horse said two ruthless and cold words: "Get up."

Qin Luoyu gritted his teeth, and got up in a state of embarrassment with his hands and feet. His body was still staggering, and he couldn't stand still.

She felt that she might have suffered a concussion, at least a mild one.

Just as he was thinking about how to explain it to Ling Junxing, the next moment, someone grabbed him by the collar of his back, and he was weightless and suspended in the air, and was thrown on the horse by the big devil.

Still in the posture she had just escaped from Los Angeles, she returned to the arms of the big devil.

Qin Luoyu: "..."

Big devil, can't you be gentle?

Holding a girl by the back collar, violent and rude, okay? ?

The iron cavalry in black kicked up billows of dust, and was quickly submerged in the depths of smoke and dust under the dark night.

The horses were galloping like lightning, galloping all the way towards Ancheng.

This horse was much taller than the previous one, and it was so fast. Qin Luoyu felt like she was on a roller coaster when she opened her eyes.

The night wind blew on Qin Luoyu's face like a knife, cutting the skin on Qin Luoyu's face with pain.

She curled up into the man's arms almost instinctively, and turned her face slightly to avoid the strong wind in the wilderness, but she didn't realize that she was in this position, clinging to the man behind her even tighter.

This sideways posture made her faintly feel a little dangerous, and she was really afraid that she would be thrown out by the horse.

She hesitated for a moment, stretched out her small hand quietly, and gently grabbed the hem of the man's robe cautiously, thinking that no one knew about it, which seemed to give her a little sense of security.

The body in his arms was soft and boneless, with the cold fragrance of a girl, and he leaned against him tightly with his head turned sideways, in a posture of seeking protection without knowing it, and being very dependent.

The man's eyes were dark, and the hand holding the rein of the horse approached intentionally or unintentionally, wrapping the girl more tightly in his arms.

The iron cavalry in black was like a neat black cloud, heading east quickly, and soon arrived in Ancheng.

It is indeed a black cavalry.

It may take a normal person a day to cover a distance of more than 100 kilometers, but it took only three hours for this ruthless person to run the whole distance.

Rao Ling Junxing's horse riding skills can be described as top-notch. The horse walked very steadily, but Qin Luoyu still couldn't bear it because he couldn't bear to run too fast.

When Ancheng dismounted, her legs were already weak, her face was pale, her lips were blue, and she looked like a wilted cabbage, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

Li Chao, the guard general of Ancheng, had already been waiting outside the city to greet her. When Ling Junxing led his people past Qin Luoyu, he didn't even look at her.

Wei Wuji stopped, and said in a gentle tone: "The Great Qin Kingdom may send pursuers at any time. We must enter Ancheng as soon as possible to be considered safe. Your Highness ordered the urgent march as a last resort. I hope the third princess will not mind."

Qin Luoyu waved his hand weakly. She is a prisoner, and she has no right to care about it. She still has this self-knowledge.Besides, what if you mind?

(End of this chapter)