Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 2 Pit Depth 001 Meters One Capture (2)
She was looking at the carriage and pondering, when a flirtatious man in yellow silk patted his horse forward, blocking her view.

...the eyes are as deep as a well, the nose is straight and fair, noble and elegant, such a delicate skin—it's a pity that she is seriously lacking in education, "Little widow, do you think this king should break your leg, or should I pick it?" Your hamstring?"

little widow?My king?The two words with special meaning not only made Mo Jiu feel more chill about her time travel hardware, but also made her curious about the people on the carriage.

The little prince is already riding a horse, who will be in the carriage?
She felt cold in her heart, but raised her chin, looked at the little prince, and pretended to be cute to the end, "Hey, a good dog doesn't get in the way. I don't recognize you. You are in broad daylight, so maybe you still want to rob?"

"Don't recognize me?" The guy sneered, jumped down and grabbed her long disheveled hair, like an eagle catching a chick, and threw her heavily on the horse. Hearing her painful "hiss", he didn't know what to expect. What, stared at her and asked with a smile: "Then take a look, is this king really ugly?"

Mo Jiu clung tightly to the mount under his crotch, and with a thought, he smiled ingratiatingly and weirdly.

"No, no, little prince, in fact, you look very archaeologically valuable..."

"Archaeological value?" The word was new and obviously stumped him.

"Well, not only is it of extremely high archaeological value, but what's even more rare is that you are actually alive. Of course, these are not the point." Mo Jiu looked at him with a smile, with spring breeze in his eyebrows and autumn moon in his eyes, "The point is you Who can tell me...why stop me?"

With a "snap", before she finished speaking, the little prince slapped the horse's ass.The animal was in pain, raised its front hooves, and let out a long hiss, like a man eager to get rid of his horse, struggling and jumping frantically, going mad.

"After riding it, I will tell you kindly."

Mo Jiu's face changed, and he lay on the horse's back panting unevenly, almost jolting down.

"Help me hold it, I can't ride a horse."

"Hahaha..." Her embarrassment pleased the little prince, "Little widow, don't you want to run away? My lord lent you a horse. You didn't thank me, but what did you call?"

"Help!" Mo Jiu panicked and screamed on the horse's back, but the horse seemed to be encouraged and made more noise.Kicked and kicked again, flaunting his strength and power in a very bluffing manner. After a few kicks, Mo Jiu was jolting, and retched with a "wow".

"Little lord, you don't care about the fault of the villain, let me down first..."

"Don't call him the prince, it's useless to call him the ancestor." The little prince's name is Song Ao, and he is the youngest prince in the world. For dozens of miles, she was unhappy, but given the opportunity, how could she be spared lightly?
He watched her madly on horseback with relish, and smiled broadly.

"What are you afraid of? At most, you will break your arms and legs, and you won't be able to die."

"Hahahaha!"

The guards roared with laughter, only the carriage stood quietly.

If it weren't for the piece of clothing and the hilt of the sword, I would have thought that there was no one there.

"Little prince, please do me a favor, I really don't know how to ride a horse..." With a dragging voice, Mo Jiu's face was pale and trembling in horror, which made everyone laugh louder, coaxing her to get off the horse down.

But she staggered, but suddenly straightened up, clamped her legs heavily, and said "drive", no one thought that the green horse seemed to have hit an evil, and while the guards were watching the excitement, they were careless , spread his hooves and rushed into the official road...

"Qing Cong!" Song Ao was startled and angry.

(End of this chapter)