Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 446
Wanqing's eyes lit up and said: "Did the prince agree?"

The next day, Wanqing and Murong Lingyun were sitting in the carriage together, Wanqing stared straight at the person who occupied most of the carriage, and shrank herself in a corner.

"Don't you know that men and women can't tell each other? You are a big man, what do you do in a carriage, and you are not afraid of being laughed at?"

Murong Lingyun half-closed his eyes, and lazily half-lyed on the car: "You spend the night in this son's house every day, do you think there is any innocence between you and me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Those who clean up clean themselves. I have nothing to do with you." Wanqing really couldn't bear the strong masculine aura emanating from Murong Lingyun's body. The smell of grass gave her a sense of intimacy for no reason, so she really wanted to stay away from him.

"Since the clean is self-cleaning, what are you worried about? Could it be that you have wrong thoughts about me and are afraid that you won't be able to control it?" Murong Lingyun opened his eyes and said shamelessly.

Wanqing turned her head away and stopped looking at her, but there was a strange tinge of redness in her ears. She didn't feel any discomfort when she woke up these few mornings, and she was not a fool. It's numb, this guy must have tampered with me and made me sleep on the bed. It's rare that this guy is careful, and he didn't show it when he did it. He gave himself enough face and carefully tolerated his little awkwardness. Isn't she With a heart of stone and a temper like Murong Lingyun, it is not bad to be able to do this.

After two or five days on the road, the carriage stopped in front of a big mountain. Dayong was sparsely populated. This mountain was far away from Shangjing and sparsely populated. Although there were some hunters living there, there were not many big villages. To be able to camp and sleep in the open, Murong Lingyun's guards had already scouted the way ahead, and set up camp at a sheltered place at the foot of the mountain.

Murong Lingyun didn't even bring Yana'er with him this time. After getting off the carriage, he reached out to help Wanqing. Wanqing's legs were numb from the carriage bump early in the morning. Although she was extremely reluctant, she could only support his subordinates. carriage.

The guards collected materials locally, beat a deer in the mountains, put it on the fire, and it was burning hot. Wanqing was already salivating while sitting aside, Murong Lingyun took out a lot of condiments like a magic trick, Cut a piece of roe meat, sprinkled the seasoning on the meat hand, handed it to Wanqing, Wanqing saw that he was doing it skillfully, took a sip, and immediately squinted her eyes, it smelled like barbecue in her previous life, more importantly Surprisingly, this is authentic game.

"Do you often have picnics?" Wanqing ate without looking, and a piece of leg meat was quickly swallowed by her.

Murong Lingyun was roasting the second piece in his hand, sprinkled the seasoning and handed it to Wanqing, seeing that she even ate her hair in her mouth, she couldn't help showing a doting smile, and naturally stretched out her hand to pull the hair from her lips , "Eat slowly, there is nothing else in this mountain, there is a lot of game, you can eat it every day in the future."

Wanqing smiled embarrassedly, under the light of the fire, Murong Lingyun's rough features were heroic, but the smile on his face was warm and hearty, Wanqing blinked, lowered her head and continued to eat.

At night, Wanqing refused to live in the same tent with Murong Lingyun, and Murong Lingyun didn't force her, so she got into the tent of the captain of the guard and gave the place to Wanqing.

The tent is nothing compared to being in the palace. There is no earth dragon. Although a pot of fire is lit, the quilt is as cold as iron. Wanqing huddles into a ball and cannot sleep. Cold and frightened, when she was in the barracks, she was not afraid because Yanaer lived next to her, but now she is alone, it is still a bit unbearable.

In the middle of the night, she boldly got up quietly, ran to the side of the mountain far away from the tent, lit the last flare on her body, and sent it to the sky.

Looking at the brilliant sparks in the sky, Wanqing secretly rejoiced. This place is not comparable to the Dayong Barracks. Murong Lingyun only brought 200 guards here this time. The possibility of being rescued is really much higher, but May those people see their own signals.

Turning around, she saw a pair of bright black eyes, shining fiercely, Wanqing was shocked, no way, isn't Xiong Xiazi hibernating?
The bear must have been awakened by his own signal flares, the big black and white eyes shone with confusion, Wanqing was so frightened that her legs became weak, and she saw the bear walking towards her with clumsy but swift steps Come on, Wanqing turned around and wanted to run, when the air flow from that huge bear's paw slapped in her ear, she was terrified, she would not be so unlucky, she would die under this paw...

Fortunately, since she came to Northern Xinjiang, she has been diligent in exercising her body, and between life and death, she burst out with unprecedented potential. The palm that was strong enough to smash the boulder touched the skirt of her shoulder, but she still felt a burst of pain on her shoulder. In severe pain, she staggered and leaned forward, about to fall, and the heavy footsteps of the black bear seemed to be right beside her. The situation was extremely critical, and a sense of despair rose in Wanqing's heart, but the next second, her body It was rolled up out of thin air, the aroma of lavender puffed into the nostrils, Wanqing's heart seemed to be about to pop out of her throat, but when she smelled the sudden breath, she finally felt it slipped into her chest again.

No need to look, when he raised his eyes, he saw Murong Lingyun's stern and tense face, he was holding Wanqing with one hand, and the sword in the other hand had already stabbed at the black bear, and the black bear's shoulder was also bubbling. It was dripping with blood, but it was even more enraged. With a roar, it swung its thick palm and struck Murong Lingyun's arm, causing the sword in Murong Lingyun's hand to be snatched out.

The movements of the black bear under the rage also became more violent and swift. Even though Murong Lingyun has high martial arts skills and excellent lightness skills, but when he was holding Wanqing, he gained weight and retreated a little later, and the black bear's palm style was still It hit his back, his thick black eyebrows frowned slightly, Wanqing clearly felt his body stiffen obviously.

In the moment of hesitation, the big palm of the black bear behind him slapped him again. Wanqing was anxious, but could only watch helplessly. With one blow, the target in front of the black bear suddenly lost. When it reacted, Murong Lingyun had already rolled away with Wanqing in his arms. Taking advantage of this gap, Murong Lingyun took out a strand of crossbow arrows in his hand like a magic trick, and fired at the black bear. Three arrows hit the black bear's throat, and finally the black bear couldn't support it, and its tall and bulky body fell to the ground with a bang.

(End of this chapter)