Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 227 The Graceful Beauty (8)

On the horse farm outside the tribe, Murong Li pretended to be a hunchback and still delivered fresh grass every day on time.

On the first day, when he didn't meet Shen Jingshu and that clingy little milk bag, he hummed unhappily.

This dead woman, is she hiding somewhere and forgetting the time?Aren't you going to feed the horses?

On the second day, he still didn't see Shen Jingshu and Shen Tuchi coming to feed the horses, he frowned, and his unhappiness grew stronger.

Shen Jingshu, don't let me catch you fooling around with other men!

Otherwise, I will definitely peel off that man's skin, and then tie you to the bed and torture you for three days and three nights!

This king will do what he says!

On the third day, Murong Li still didn't see the person he was thinking of, and Murong Li felt a little uneasy.

After unloading the grass, he pushed the small cart and limped to the stable where the little black hall was closed, staring at the little black horse in a daze.

Shen Jingshu, what are you doing?
The groom who was in charge of taking care of the horses had finished cleaning the neighboring stables, and found him staring blankly at Hei Dian, and came to him with a smile.

"How is it? Isn't Xiaoheidian beautiful?" The groom said to himself.

"Let me tell you, I've been feeding young horses for so many years, and I've never seen a black horse that is more beautiful than Xiao Heidian. Look at the fur, it's so black and shiny, and it's as smooth as a mirror."

Murong Li was not used to strange men getting too close to him, so he moved to the side unobtrusively, and nodded slightly.

"Well, the horse is indeed beautiful."

As he said that, he said casually: "Speaking of which, it seems that Prince Chi hasn't come to feed the horse for a few days. He...couldn't he have forgotten the horse?"

The groom raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You don't know yet?"

"I don't know what?" Murong Li's heart skipped a beat, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

The groom stared at him for a while, blinking his eyes, then seemed to remember something, folded his arms and curled his lips.

"You live alone outside the tribe, so it's reasonable not to know. Three days ago, after feeding the horses, Prince Chi and that young master went to play by the Blue Moon Lake. They didn't want to encounter wildebeest herds. "

"The young master was injured by a wildebeest in order to save Prince Chi. Prince Chi has been guarding him for the past few days, and he probably won't come to feed the horse for a few days."

Murong Li trembled all over, and he tried his best to suppress the surging worry and urgency, and asked indifferently: "That young master...is the injury serious?"

"I didn't see how he was injured, but it is said to be quite serious. And I also heard that the young man is actually a girl, and I don't know if it's true or not."

Murong Li's heart vibrated, the calmness in his eyes was torn apart for a moment, filled with worry and uneasiness.

In the eyes of the groom, he only thought that he was shocked by the news that Shen Jingshu was a woman, and smiled.

"So you will be surprised too? I thought nothing could shock you."

Concentrating his face, Murong Li didn't talk nonsense with the groom, only said that he still had something to do, and then pushed his small cart and left the horse farm.

As soon as he returned to the small wooden house in the suburbs, Murong Li put down the cart and prepared to rush to the tribe.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, An Ming and An Tai stepped forward to block his way.

"My lord, what are you going to do?"

"Get out of the way! Don't stand in this king's way!" Murong yelled angrily, and swung the two people in front of him away.

It was impossible for An Ming and An Tai to let him leave under such circumstances, and they worked together to stop him again.

The three of them pushed through the room, and An Mu, who had sneaked into the tribe to inquire about news, came back.

"What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)