Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 347
The moment Wu Song's fingertips were about to touch the black cloth, Xiao Tingchen roared "Go", and disappeared without a trace at the same time as Xie Rongjing!
Wu Song's hand was in the air.

The feminine and handsome face was slightly distorted.

In this world, no one has been able to escape from his "prison".

Those two people just now...

who is it? !
Yuan Xu was already bandaging the wound. Seeing that he had let the assassin go, he immediately jumped up angrily, "Wu Song, what are you doing?!"

Wu Song turned around with a smile on his face, "Your Highness, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, it's better to go back to Xu Mansion first."

Yuan Xu looked at the dark forest, and sat in the ceremonial car without saying a word.

thatched cottage.

The boy is still cooking wine.

Xiao Tingchen and Xie Rongjing knelt on the ground with unlucky faces, listening to Dean Sikong's eloquent teaching:

"...If I hadn't acted in time, you two bastards, do you really think you can survive from Wu Song's hands?! Relying on your own skills, you are used to this wild place in the south of the Yangtze River, but there are heaven and man outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky. Invincible?!"

Xie Rongjing was not angry, "He was the one who bullied Su Xiaojiu first! We are just going back for revenge, could there be something wrong?!"

"It's right to take revenge on him, but it's wrong to not be able to get out of the body after taking revenge!"

A clear and delicate female voice sounded, the boy opened the wooden door, and Su Jiu was standing under the eaves, taking off his red cloak.

She stepped in and hung the red cloak on Mu Shi, "If Wu Song sees the appearance of both of you, both Xiao family and Xie family will be implicated by you. Can you two bear the consequences of punishing the nine clans?"

Xie Rongjing was slightly annoyed, "Su Xiaojiu, we are here to help you stand out, why are you also criticizing us?"

Su Jiu touched the old wound on his neck nonchalantly, "This kind of wound will heal in two or three days until the scar is invisible. You two are too hostile, and he is also the prince of a country. Did you take the law seriously? Xiao Tingchen, you are a person who is going to pass the imperial examination. Brother Xie may also join the army to fight in the future. With no law and arrogant behavior, how can you go far in the court? "

The little girl stood in the room, her shoulders covered with lights, her beautiful eyebrows were extremely delicate.

Dean Sikong took a sip of his wine amusedly.

As far as what she said just now, it is more distressing than scolding.

Su Jiu sat on the futon, toasted his hands, and his voice softened a lot, "I asked Shuang Jiang to drive the carriage and wait outside. You two have a glass of wine to warm up. Let's go home."

In the evening, she was fidgeting in Jiangheting, always thinking that Xiao Tingchen was going to do something important.

Knowing from the tomb that the prince was here, she followed immediately.

as predicted……

Xiao Tingchen actually wanted to murder the prince!

She glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi, thinking that one day she would be dragged into the water by him.

In order to avoid being implicated, is it safer to sever the brother-sister relationship now?

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Tingchen was annoyed.

Su Jiu turned her face away arrogantly, "I didn't look at you again..."

Xie Rongjing smiled and moved between the two, "Look at me, Xiaojiu must have been looking at me just now!"

"..."

Dean Sikong sent the three of them out of the thatched hut, the bright moon was in the sky, but it was snowing finely.

In the deep mountains, the vegetation is desolate and frozen, and the lonely lamp on the carriage is lonely.

A jagged plum tree was planted outside the fence of the thatched cottage. In the early winter night, the tree was full of flower buds, pale pink and deep red, very beautiful.

Dean Sikong stopped under the tree, and said softly: "Do you still remember Mei Ao?"

The three turned around with solemn expressions, "Remember."

(End of this chapter)