Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 381 You Don't Have Shit In Your Mind, Do You? (1)
"Where did Bai Fu go?"

"Master Hui, Mr. Bai Fu went into the palace with your lord. It seems that Lord Yu got a qin from somewhere this time and presented it to the king. The king asked Mr. Bai Fu to play the qin."

Lou Yuan was silent, and nodded slightly: "Well, I see, my room, has Bai Fu cleaned it for me?"

"This subordinate has already cleaned up for the master." Chunqiao smiled slightly.

"Huh? You did it? Why didn't you sweep it in vain?" Lou Yuan snorted softly, it seemed that when he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, he changed back to Lou Yuan who was nagging, laughing and picking on others. He didn't even have any sincerity in picking me up, and even used my people to help me clean the room, and when he came back, he had to have a good fight with him."

"Master's injuries haven't fully healed yet, if he wants to fight Mr. Bai Fu, he will definitely lose." Qiu Tong snorted.

"Qiu Tong, you're just doing your best to help others gain prestige." Lou Yuan snorted again, and walked onto the Baiyu Stone Bridge, "I've been sitting in the carriage for too long, and my bones ache all over. Go back to the room and sleep, who Don't bother me either, remember to wake me up when the adults come back."

Chunqiao opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it, she just responded, "Yes, Lord."

Xue Miaoshou...let's talk about it after the adults and Mr. Bai Fu come back.

Bingren felt that he didn't need a conscience, so when he let the sitting horse walk leisurely for half an hour, he suddenly flicked the whip, and hit the flatter's ass with a slap, the horse ran forward in an instant, holding tight all the time. The girl who followed him was startled for a moment, and then ran after him without even thinking about it.

The horse is happy, and Bingren is also happy in his heart. Sure enough, sympathizing with others is not suitable for him to do. It is more refreshing for him to go on the road without a conscience like now. Women are troublesome, weak chickens with no power to restrain chickens, and even more trouble.

Oh, it seems wrong, he can't scold his daughter like that.

That's not right, Zhu Xue has always been stupid, but fortunately she is not very weak, at least he will leave her alone for a year or so, and she will not die, not only will she not die, but she will still be alive and kicking.

I don't know where this pig has hoofed now, just don't really get tied up by some "butcher" on the road and slaughter it.

Shouldn't it?Well, probably not.

Bingren flicked the whip to make the horse run for a long distance, then suddenly reined in the horse, making it change to a slow walk, and listened to the movement behind, um, there was no movement, the weak chicken didn't keep up, very good, then he It's better to walk slowly, it's a big night, it's better to walk slowly, it's cool, and then go after Zhuxue at dawn, with her stupid speed, he should be able to catch up soon.

Thinking in this way, Bingren really let the horse walk forward leisurely all the way, even lying on the horse's back, crossing his legs and hooking the rein with his feet, humming a little song, and the small octagonal lamp tied on the saddle Flickering, it really seemed that he was very uncomfortable.

There was no sound of footsteps from behind, and Bingren didn't think about the weak chicken girl who appeared out of nowhere at all, and it seemed that she had completely thrown it off.

hero?He is not a hero, he can only kill, and he kills to make money, which is far from the word hero.

But this was the first time in his life that someone called him a hero. It seemed... It didn't feel bad, it sounded pretty nice.

He hasn't tasted the taste of being a hero yet, so he doesn't know what it's like to be a hero?Well, I don't know if any fool will rush out and call him a hero.

The sky was getting brighter, and when Bingren was thinking about this question, he heard a slight sound from behind, as if someone was approaching in his direction.

Ok?
"Heroes, heroes!" Just as Bingren raised his hand holding the sword, a woman's joyful shout suddenly came from behind.

"..." Bing Ren lay unsteadily on the horse's back, and fell off the horse's back.

"Great, great, finally caught up with the hero, I thought I was going to get separated from the hero." I saw the girl running towards Bingren in a hurry, she didn't run very fast, her footsteps were even He staggered, as if he would fall down at any moment.

But she never fell down, just ran to Bingren staggeringly, seeing Bingren lying on the ground, she asked suspiciously: "Why is the hero sleeping on the ground? Although the weather is not cold now, But it will still be cold to sleep on the floor at night, it’s better for the hero to get up quickly, it’s not good if he catches a cold.”

"..." Bingren maintained the posture of falling on the ground, didn't want to get up, and didn't want to look at the strange girl, wondering in his heart, did he hit the horse and run not far enough just now?This weak chicken that will fall over when a strong wind blows can keep up! ?
"Do heroes like to sleep on the floor? The book says that heroes are full of pride and informality, with unruly personality and behavior. He should be like what the book says." The girl looked at lying on the ground with her eyes closed and motionless. Bingren nodded while talking about her own words, and seeing that Bingren ignored her, she continued, "How long will the hero sleep? Is the hero not in a hurry to hurry? The little girl also sat down and rested." Take a break, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with the hero's speed later."

Bing Ren still ignored the girl, instead of looking straight, he simply put his arm behind his head, and actually lay down on the weeds under his body, as if he was sleeping.

He was thinking about things, about "conscience."

The girl saw that Bingren closed her eyes and didn't move, she didn't intend to get up and continue on her way for a while, she was silent and then asked: "The hero is not on his way now, can the little lamp on the hero's saddle be borrowed?" Use it for a little girl? It will be good for a little girl to use it for a while, not more than half a cup of tea."

Bing Ren was silent, completely unresponsive, as if there was no one around him, and only heard the girl say to herself: "If the hero doesn't speak, it means acquiescing. The little girl has thanked the hero first."

"..." The corners of Bing Ren's eyes twitched, but he didn't open them.

The girl walked slowly to the side of the horse, raised her hand and took down the small octagonal lamp hanging on the saddle, took the lamp, and slowly walked back to Bingren's side.

The girl walked very slowly, it would be more accurate to say that she was walking rather than moving, but even if she moved, she seemed to be having great difficulty moving.

The girl sat down a foot away from the ice blade, pulled out the weeds in front of her, pulled out a slightly flat place, placed the small lamp in her hand on the slightly flat ground, and then untied her back. He put the big burden on his back to his side, then he untied the burden and found something from inside.

(End of this chapter)