My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 249 The Familiar Feeling

Walking around the corner, a delicate carriage came into view.

The drizzle shrouded it, and its low-key and luxurious frame added a bit of mystery in the haze.

The black steed is rebellious, and the rain-stained hair looks smoother and more translucent.

It seems to have such a familiar feeling.

Suyuan sat on the carriage, half of his face was blocked by the small awning.

"Hey, this is not the carriage I rented." Mochizuki stared at it with wide eyes, afraid that he might be wrong.

A momentary doubt flashed in Shen Qianxia's mind, and it became clear after a while.

Rong Zhan walked over from the other side of the carriage holding an umbrella, his steps were steady and calm, and his expression was sinister and lazy.

Through the hazy rain and fog, one could feel him under the dark umbrella, with that warm gaze, the chill all over his body suddenly dissipated.

Rong Zhan approached her slowly, Mochizuki tactfully removed the umbrella, and the umbrella in his hand was replaced on top of her head.

Obviously, she was dressed in a cold and noble temperament, but it gave her a somewhat warm and jade-like feeling.

Shen Qianxia's eyes fell on the cuffs of his black robe, and then the bottom of the robe...

"What are you looking at?" His cold lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were fixed on her deeply.

She regained her senses, raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It doesn't take long, and I'd love to."

His voice permeated the moist air, so audible to the extreme.

Shen Qianxia's heart skipped a beat and she remained silent.

Rong Zhan looked sideways at Wangyue and said lightly: "You and Suyuan are driving together, is there any problem?"

Mochizuki was stunned for a moment, and she didn't react quickly, but she understood, "Go back to the Seventh Prince, there is no problem."

His voice trembled a little, and his eyes flickered with fear.

He looked back at Shen Qianxia, ​​"Let's go!"

Shen Qianxia said yes.

Rong Zhan held her hand, his movements were natural and not unfamiliar.

She didn't know why she didn't resist in the slightest, and she accepted his actions as a matter of course.

Stepping into the carriage, Suyuan took the umbrella from Rong Zhan's hand and put it aside.

After Mochizuki put away the burden and umbrella, she consciously sat next to Suyuan.

It seems that she hasn't come to her senses yet, why did her master get so close to the Seventh Prince?

Rong Zhan pushed aside the curtain of the car and motioned her to go in, she said to him: "Mochizuki is weak, why don't you sit inside with us."

"I'm also weak. If it's too crowded, I'll get sick easily." He said seriously.

"No need!" Mochizuki waved her hands quickly, her eyes misty and trembling.

Shen Qianxia frowned, Suyuan suppressed a smile, moved the canopy a little bit towards Wangyue, and then surrounded her with the baffle.

"Miss Shen, don't worry, it won't rain."

Mochizuki hurriedly echoed: "I wear a lot of clothes, it's fine, you can go in quickly."

Although it looked a bit out of place, she did not force herself to be able to shelter from the wind and rain.

Looking at Mochizuki's frightened look, I'm afraid he would rather be exposed to the wind and rain than contact Rong Zhan.

Shen Qianxia stooped slightly and walked into the car. The inside was very spacious, very warm, and everywhere was spotless, making people feel like they couldn't bear to step on it.

The light of the night pearl is not very strong, but it makes it more and more warm.

Rong Zhan pulled her and walked to the soft chair at the back wall and sat side by side.

She didn't refuse again, but kept a little distance from him.

Lonely men and widows live together, and there is always a bit of danger.

Just after sitting down for a while, the carriage moved slowly, galloping through the misty rain and fog.

The sky was getting dark and the rain wasn't about to stop.

(End of this chapter)