Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 564
"Don't move, I'll take you back to the Prince Regent's Mansion."

An Ran was already a little nervous, but when she heard Nan Gong Yi Ran's voice slowly reaching her ears, her back stiffened even more.

She sat on the horseback without daring to move, and even her breathing was deliberately slowed down.

Seeing that she was no longer moving, Nangong Yiran lightly pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and let out a "drive".

He passed by the soldiers on his horse, and the leading man called out in shock: "Princess An Ran!"

An Ran didn't seem to hear his voice, and didn't even turn her head.

When the soldiers saw them leaving, they didn't want to chase them, and they didn't want to chase them. They all turned their eyes to the leading man.

"Boss, shall we chase?"

"Chasing, chasing, what are you chasing, he is the eldest son of the regent. We are now on the territory of Xiliang Kingdom, and we would rather offend the emperor than the regent!"

Seeing the disappearing steed, the leading man frowned slightly.

The soldier behind him looked at him, and couldn't help reminding: "Boss, we are indeed on the territory of Xiliang Kingdom, but we have to go back sooner or later. Now that we have lost Princess An Ran, it may be difficult to go back." It’s hard to explain.”

"That's right, Princess An Ran is the queen's own sister. The emperor loves the queen so much, if he knew that we had lost the queen's sister, he wouldn't have peeled off a layer of our skin."

What the soldiers said made some sense.

The leading man frowned even tighter, his eyes full of embarrassment.

He turned around slowly, raised his finger and pointed to the two soldiers behind him: "You two, follow me to the palace and report this matter to the emperor of Xiliang Kingdom."

……

In the dim market, there are not many pedestrians.

Nangong Yiran rode a horse and galloped quickly on the street.

The autumn wind, carrying a bit of chill to the bones, blew away the red hijab covering An Ran's head.

The red hijab carried a scent that belonged to An Ran's body, drifting away with the wind.

An Ran was blown by the autumn wind and couldn't help shivering, curling up her body slightly.

Feeling the girl sitting in front of him tremble slightly, Nangong Yiran gradually slowed down the horse.

The horse stopped in front of the Prince Regent's Mansion, Nangong Yiran got off the horse and stretched out his hand in front of An Ran: "Get down."

Hearing Nangong Yiran's voice, An Ran turned to look at him.

She still wanted to say that she could do it, but she found that her body was frozen and her movements seemed a little slow and clumsy.

Helpless, she put her hand in Nangong Yiran's.

When Nangong Yiran's arm exerted a little force, An Ran felt that her body had lost focus, and she threw herself directly on Nangong Yiran's body.

Stretching out his arms to hold An Ran in his arms, Nangong Yiran frowned slightly.

As if he didn't expect An Ran to be so heavy, Nangong Yiran staggered back two steps while holding her in his arms, and then he walked steadily.

"You are so heavy."

Nangong Yiran complained in a low voice.

Hearing his words, An Ran raised her hand and pushed Nangong Yiran away from her face.

"Whoever sinks, it is clearly that you yourself are not strong."

An Ran pouted slightly, and cast a displeased glance at Nangong Yiran.

When they first met just now, Nangong Yiran didn't speak all the time, and looked down at her while riding on the horse.

His cheeks as beautiful as a crown of jade, coupled with the slightly upward smile at the corner of his mouth, were so quiet and beautiful that she mistakenly thought she saw a banishing immortal.

(End of this chapter)