My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 213

She didn't know that it was Situ Che's forbearance that touched her.

It was still a big man who disliked Yunchu, but he looked so weak that he helped him to walk, as if he was stumbling in the snow.

Shen Qianxia finally couldn't help but stepped forward, "You are walking like snails, you don't even know if you will arrive at dawn."

What she wondered was, don't they ride horses when they go out...

It's really a leak in the house every night when it rains!

Yun Chu smiled shyly, "I made Miss Shen laugh."

Situ Che raised his eyelids, Shen Qianxia opened his eyes wide in shock, his lips were already purple, reflected on his pale face, strikingly eye-catching.

The strands of hair at the neck were soaked in sweat, sticking together strands, the brows were tightly furrowed, and the eyes were slightly slackened.

So sick?

She looked at Yunchu and asked, "Can you get a horse?"

Yun Chu shook his head: "Young master should not be too bumpy when he gets sick, otherwise the condition will be more serious."

Shen Qianxia was speechless, what nonsense!
She twitched the corners of her mouth and snorted, "For the sake of your helping me tonight, I'll just go all out."

Situ Che looked up at her with dark eyes.

Before he could think of anything, Shen Qianxia had already walked in front of him, grabbed his arm with his backhand, bent slightly, and carried him on his back in an instant.

Situ Che froze.

"You are really different from other women in the boudoir, acting so capriciously and arbitrarily."

Shen Qianxia raised her eyebrows: "I'm in a good mood and want to mind my own business."

He rolled his eyes and remained speechless.

Good mood?
Is it because I finally got rid of the shackles of the prince!

When Yun Chu saw this, his jaw almost dropped in shock, how could his young master make people forget him?
If he could, he would have already carried it on his back!

He couldn't help sighing secretly, this woman was really simple, rude and unreasonable, and very rude.

But a weak girl of fourteen or five years old is actually carrying a big man on her back like this...

No matter how you look at it, it feels a bit inconsistent.

Mochizuki followed her closely and asked worriedly, "Miss, can you do it?"

Shen Qianxia remained silent. If it wasn't for her lack of internal strength, she might not have the strength to carry it back.

This is also the first time for her to carry someone on her back. For some reason, a strange emotion filled her heart.

It's unfamiliar, but it's a little warm.

The night was quiet, the wind was cool, and the blow on the face immediately returned to consciousness.

What is she thinking?

How could there be that inexplicable warmth in my heart because of his so-called effort in the previous life?
Shen Qianxia took a few deep breaths to restrain her complicated emotions.

The steps under his feet were steady and brisk, stepping on the soil mixed with rain, making a slight rustling sound.

For the first time, Situ Che did not refuse, and the colic in his heart seemed to be relieved for a while, before another round of more intense pain began.

"You have quite a lot of strength." The gentle voice was magnetic, and a bit pathologically lazy.

She twitched the corners of her mouth. Anyway, in the eyes of others, she and a lady are absolutely incompatible.

"You're not very heavy." She replied ramblingly, a little carelessly.

There was a moment of silence, just the sound of their footsteps.

After a while, he seemed to be thinking for a while, and asked her: "Are you familiar with Yunyang? Or have you ever been to Yunyang?"

Shen Qianxia paused.

Some fragments flashed through my mind, my heart twitched, and then I nodded: "I have been."

There was another silence...

She felt his body stiffen slightly on her back.

She glanced back, feeling amused.

Probably because he was afraid of getting too close to her, he tried his best to prop up his head to keep a distance from her.

And it was obvious that he was trying his best to endure the pain, and his brows were furrowed.

(End of this chapter)