Ghost doctor's favorite concubine

Chapter 47 I Want
The lingering wind was blowing on her face, but Qing Zhiyuan didn't feel that cold.The chest on the back was like a hot iron, which made her whole body warm. At one point, she really wanted to stay in his arms like this until she passed the cold winter.

It's just that this man is too self-righteous, why should he decide everything about her?
When did she say she was cold?When did you say it?
With a snort, Qing Zhiyuan turned her legs, turned her whole body, straddled the horse, glared angrily at the expressionless man, and said through gritted teeth, "Am I cold?"

He Lianjue hugged Qing Zhiyuan's waist, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, this little girl was short, she was still so thin. "You are too thin, eat more."

"You..." Qing Zhiyuan gritted her teeth, and angrily raised a needle against his neck, "Dare you make fun of me?"

"Don't move around." He Lianjue frowned, wrapped Qing Zhiyuan's hand with his right hand, pulled it down, and stuffed it into his arms. "It's windy." With a wave of her hand, the cloak wrapped her up again, leaving only the back of her head.

Qing Zhiyuan's anger welled up, why is this man like a rock, oil and salt won't enter.With a shake of her right hand, the ox hair needle pierced the skin of He Lianjue's neck, and a drop of warm blood slid down the back of her hand, making her a little more awake.

This man, apart from keeping her under control, doesn't seem to have done anything bad.

Moreover, if you think about it carefully, being stared at by the prince just now doesn't feel very good.Is this man helping her out?

Qing Zhiyuan was a little stunned, the King Ning in her memory was not like this at all, what was going on.What the hell is this man doing?
Well, it doesn't matter whether he helps himself or not, anyway, it won't work if he controls himself so forcefully.

After jumping violently, she roared: "I want to ride the horse by myself." She knew that Hongxue was following behind, and she was not a useless person, so couldn't she ride the horse by herself?
"It's cold, don't ride." He Lianjue's icy and cool voice came to Qing Zhiyuan's ears through the cloak.

Qing Zhiyuan was stunned, did she hear correctly, that man just now dared to tell her for sure?That tone, why does that tone sound so familiar?
There was an old guy who seemed to like talking to her like this too, always banning this and that.No, how could she compare this ice cube face with that old man?
"You...I want to ride a horse." Qing Zhiyuan shouted again.

"No." He Lianjue's words were even more brief.

Qing Zhiyuan wanted to make a move, but she was worried that the people following her would find out that she knew martial arts.I was deflated for a while, and my stomach was full of anger.

While galloping the horse, Qing Zhiyuan could only feel gusts of hot air blowing toward her face, and that hot air was mixed with a faint scent of medicine, and it was only then that she remembered that this man still had injuries on his legs.

He dared to ride a horse before his injury healed. Was he really not worried that he would become a eunuch?

However, this anger cannot be held back for nothing.Qing Zhiyuan evoked an evil smile, and suddenly pinched the soft flesh on He Lianjue's left waist with her small white jade hand, and twisted it fiercely, "Let's charge some interest first, I'm not something you can control." people."

The corners of He Lianjue's mouth twitched twice, this girl is really ruthless.

After pinching tightly twice, Qing Zhiyuan finally relieved her anger.Leaning comfortably on He Lianjue's chest, she pouted and thought, aside from the fact that he is a big man, everything else is so-so.

Feeling that the little man in his arms finally calmed down, He Lianjue's mouth twitched slightly.

When they arrived at the stables, they handed Yeyu and Hongxue to the servants to lead them down. He Lianjue wrapped Qing Zhiyuan in a big cloak and walked slowly towards the door.

After walking a few steps just now, the people from the palace drove the carriage over.He Lianjue looked at Qing Zhiyuan, "I'll take you back."

"I have my own car." Qing Zhiyuan refused.This man is too strong, and it's no good to be with him for a long time.

"Get in the carriage." Without giving Qing Zhiyuan a chance to refuse, He Lianjue immediately picked her up, and carried her into the carriage amidst everyone's surprised and terrified expressions.

As soon as she got into the car, Qing Zhiyuan pressed He Lianjue's neck with a needle between her hands, "Do you really think I dare not do it?"

He Lianjue stuffed a hand stove for Qing Zhiyuan, and leaned against the wall of the car relaxedly, but his hand was still holding her hand. "Let's do it."

"You..." Qing Zhiyuan gritted her teeth, her hands trembled, and after a while, she kicked He Lianjue viciously, and sat aside holding the stove.

He Lianjue's eyes opened a crack, he saw Zhiyuan's slightly flushed face and pursed lips, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The carriage of the Prince's Mansion is naturally much more comfortable than the carriage of the Grand Master's Mansion, anyway, she couldn't refuse, so Qing Zhiyuan simply stopped being entangled.

Seeing that He Lianjue was resting with his eyes closed, she also closed her eyes, not bothering to look at him, so as to save herself from being upset.

After an unknown amount of time, Qing Zhiyuan was suddenly awakened by a sharp Ma Ming.

He Lianjue also opened his eyes at the same time, he frowned, put his arms around Qing Zhiyuan's waist, and led her out.

Putting Qing Zhiyuan on the ground, he chased the carriage away.

Qing Zhiyuan looked at everything in front of her in a daze, what was going on, why was the horse suddenly startled?
"Woohoo!" A sharp cry caught Qing Zhiyuan's eyes. A five or six-year-old child was standing in the middle of the street and crying stupidly. gallop away.

This scene frightened everyone present. Many people didn't understand why the dignified Prince Ning's carriage overturned so easily?
Qing Zhiyuan didn't have time to think about it, she ran over in a hurry, raised her hand, and several silver lights shot towards the horse.The horse raised its head and roared twice, then fell to its knees with a bang.The carriage pulled behind pushed the horse, rushed forward a few steps, and broke into several pieces with a few clicks.

"En!" A muffled hum came into Qing Zhiyuan's ears.

She hurriedly ran towards the source of the sound, and there was a man lying on the right side of the carriage, with a few broken pieces of wood on his body, and traces of blood poured out from all over his body, obviously injured.

"My lord, are you...are you alright?" Qing Zhiyuan squatted down beside the man, reaching out her hand to help him up.

"En!" He Lianjue snorted, he gritted his teeth and sat up by himself without Qing Zhiyuan's support.Pushing the child in her arms to her, "See if he's injured."

Qing Zhiyuan was worried about He Lianjue, but she didn't say much.She grabbed the child's hand, looked it over carefully, and then shook her head, "He's fine, he's fine, he's just frightened, just take a rest."

(End of this chapter)