The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 227 Grabbed Chu Xi's little hand holding the rein, as if half-embracing Chu Xi.

"Miss San! Miss San! It's not good!" Lian Qiao shouted outside the door.

Chu Xi walked over, put down the latch, and opened the door. Seeing the urgency on Lian Qiao's face, Chu Xi frowned and said, "What's wrong, please explain clearly."

"My lord, my lord, he was attacked!"

At that moment, Chu Xi felt that time stood still, her hands trembled, and she grabbed Lianqiao's shoulders almost subconsciously. She was startled and panicked, "How did he get attacked? Was he injured?"

From the General's Mansion back to the Wang's Mansion, the distance is not too far. It is basically a bustling street, except for passing through the banyan forest.

"I don't know yet. People from the government have already gone, even the general. I heard—I heard that I didn't see the prince there."

Chu Xi brushed past Lianqiao's shoulder, and quickly ran towards the stables in the mansion. She had never run so fast before, panting continuously in her chest.

Even because the speed was too fast, she accidentally bumped into Chu Wanqing who had just come out of the room, and Chu Wanqing was almost knocked to the ground by the force.

Kankan supported the wall and stood up, only to see Chu Xi's swift figure.

"Chu Xi! You're really... you're such a bully!" Chu Wanqing cursed in a low voice.

Leading a horse out of the stable, Chu Xi stepped on the pedals and turned on the horse. Her love for the horse was when she was in the amusement park in her previous life.
Sitting on the carousel.

In this life, the horse-drawn carriage has been the most used, and I have never ridden a real horse before, so I am a little scared after all.

Lian Qiao shouted from below, "Miss San! The carriage servant has already gone to arrange it, just wait for a while, you don't need to ride a horse!"

Chu Xi looked like that kind of soft and weak little girl. How could she ride a horse? If she accidentally fell off the horse, it would be bad if she broke her leg.

It's a pity that Chu Xi will be in such a hurry, how could he listen to her suggestion, "The speed of the carriage is slow, Lianqiao, why don't you take a ride with me!"

It's not that Lian Qiao has never thought about it, but for someone who is riding a horse for the first time, once the horse starts to run, Chu Xi will probably vomit in the dark.

But when she saw the firmness in Chu Xi's eyes, Lian Qiao nodded in agreement.

However, before she had time to get on the horse, a black figure descended from the sky and landed firmly behind Chu Xi.

He put his legs between the horse's belly, and even passed his hand through Chu Xi's waist, grabbing Chu Xi's little hand holding the rein, as if he was half-embracing Chu Xi.

When Lianqiao was about to attack him, he had already pre-emptively shot the silver needle at Lianqiao, and the silver needle, as thin as a cow's hair, pierced Lianqiao's back neck accurately.

Forsythia felt numbness in the back of her neck, her eyes turned black, her body wobbled, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

The unfamiliar masculine aura made Chu Xi frown even more, especially now that her only helper was gone, and the stable was built in the backyard, far away from the front house.

At this moment, the groom didn't know where he was going.

She bent her elbow and hit her back fiercely. The man sideways dodged to the side and hugged her even tighter.

Chu Xi kept struggling in his arms, but her whole body seemed to be bound by him, and she could barely move. She lowered her head and kept biting the man.

She didn't hold back any strength at all, and there was a bloody smell in her bite, but the man just froze and didn't react too much.

Nima, isn't this person afraid of pain?

"Who the hell are you, get out of here!"

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