Cold Prince, Love Tenderly

"Master, there is an inn in front of us. Why don't we stay there tonight?"

Because Xia Yuyan is still in a coma, Xuanyuan Yichen accompanies her in the carriage, while Yinxiang and Xiaofeng drive outside.

"You can arrange it." Xuanyuan Yichen's voice came out of the carriage. He looked at the person lying in his arms, and saw that her face was still pale. He was deeply distressed. He really didn't have the heart to think about these little things.

After a while, Xiaofeng stopped the carriage at the door of an inn.

"My guest, do you want to eat or stay in a hotel?" As soon as he entered the inn, Xiao Er warmly welcomed him.

"Stay in the shop and send us some light food to the room later." Xiaofeng said.

"OK, this way, please." Little two make a "please" action.

Xuanyuan Yichen has no expression in the whole process, and directly holds Xia Yuyan.

"Well, did you notice the woman in the man's arms just now?"

A table of five big and three thick men eating together, suddenly a person excited to speak.

"Isn't it just a woman, as for your excitement?" One spoke with disdain.

"You don't see that woman's appearance," said the man with an obsessed look. "I haven't seen such a beautiful woman since I was a child. I'm just a fairy."

"How can you exaggerate? How can there be such beautiful people in this world?"

"You don't have to say that there is one such person. I've heard that Princess Yanran of the current Dynasty has the posture of falling into the city, just like a celestial being coming down to earth. "

"Really? I wish I could see him in my lifetime... "But before he finished his words, he was beaten on the head.

"What do you think? Such people are destined to be concubines in the future. How can we common people have a chance to see them? "

"Don't I just say it?" The beaten man said wrongly, "although we can't see Princess Yanran, the woman just now is not ordinary. Why don't we go into the boudoir at night and have a look?" As soon as his voice fell, he hit his head again.

"If you look at the costumes of those people just now, you should know that they are not ordinary people. We'd better not get into trouble."

People who have been beaten twice are naturally afraid to say more now, so they have to eat with their heads down and try to reduce their sense of existence.

"Beauty? It's interesting. " A man dressed in plain clothes and dressed as a scholar smiles at the direction where Xuanyuan Yichen has just gone. It seems that he will be accompanied by a beautiful woman again tonight.

"A real beauty." Hua Wuying looks at Xia Yuyan lying on the bed. Rao is used to seeing beauties. At this moment, he is still shocked to see Xia Yuyan. Because such beauty is rare in the world.

When Hua Wuying bent down and wanted to kiss Fangze, suddenly a sharp sword gas attacked his back. Fortunately, he is quick enough to react and quick enough to dodge when the sword Qi is about to touch him.

"You want to die." Xuanyuan Yichen looks at the flowers as if they are dead.

Xuanyuan Yichen pushes forward step by step and takes a shadowless move to avoid. It's not that he doesn't want to take the move, but that he knows that if he really fights with the man in front of him, he will be defeated. And his advantage is good lightness and agility, so he just needs to avoid and defend.

Xuanyuan Yichen seems to have guessed what he thought, and his strength has increased a little bit. It's not until Hua Wuying really can't escape that he reluctantly takes Xuanyuan Yichen's move, and then breaks the window and runs away.

Xiaofeng and Yinxiang, who have just come in, see this. Their first reaction is to chase them out, but they are stopped by Xuanyuan Yichen before they take two steps.

"Don't chase." Xuanyuan Yichen doesn't dare to think whether Yan'er will be despised by Hua Wuying if she comes a step late just now, so he tells himself that he must guard her all the time and never leave her.

As soon as Hua Wuying's feet fall to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurts out. But at this time, he does not dare to rest for fear that Xuanyuan Yichen will catch up, so he immediately uses his lightness skill and leaves.

Xuanyuan Yichen sits beside the bed and holds Xia YuYan's hand in his palm. Feeling the cold from the palm of my hand, I felt pity. Unconsciously, I thought of the night I spent the night with her in the cave of Tianshan Mountain.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Xuanyuan Yichen holds her hand and feels the cold. He thinks that it is because of her cold body that she is so cold. So he hugs her arm and tightens it a little.

"Don't worry, my hands are naturally so cold. It's OK." Xia Yuyan naturally feels Xuanyuan Yichen's worry, so she hastens to explain.

But Xuanyuan Yichen didn't feel relieved because of her words, and her eyebrows were still slightly frowning.

"Isn't there you?" Xia Yuyan holds Xuanyuan Yichen's hand, "with you, I won't let my hand cool."

Xuanyuan Yichen carefully looked at the little woman in front of him, eyes full of doting, "you are really distressing."

Xia Yuyan heard a smile, can not deny.

"It's just that you're only allowed to make my heart ache in the future, OK?"

Xuanyuan Yichen's tone is very light, but Xia Yuyan hears infinite love in it.

"Well, I'll only make you feel sad in the future."

Thinking of the original sweetness, and then looking at Xia YuYan's weakness, Xuanyuan Yichen's heart is remorseful.

"Now you are more than heartbreaking." Xuanyuan Yichen sighs in a low voice.