From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 795 Strange Wind
"What, what..." Zhan Jing panicked for no reason. She felt as if she was just an ant, and this woman was a phoenix aloft and precious. After she was shocked, she woke up slightly and couldn't help trembling Taking a few steps back, he tremblingly said: "You, you, you are the one who should, should learn, learn etiquette! Pretending, pretending is nothing!"

Zhan Jing obviously lost the confidence just now, but she persisted relentlessly: "You, you are someone else's concubine! You ran away with the murderer!"

Hearing that Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes tightened, she pulled Zhan Jing by the neckline and dragged her to her face, and said with a gloomy face, "Who did you listen to?"

Hearing this, Zhan Jing couldn't help but feel complacent. She looked at Ye Xiaoxiao with a sneer, with a sneer on her face: "Why, you know you're afraid too. If you know you're afraid, don't do such a shameful thing!"

The little girl twitched her eyelids, and she suddenly realized one thing, that is, Zhan Jing couldn't understand what she was saying, and the answers were simply out of context!

It's better to play the piano to a cow, at least people won't say things that are out of reach.

Seeing that Zhan Jing still wanted to talk, Ye Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, she didn't want to talk nonsense with this woman anymore, so she slapped her hard again, the sound was so loud that even the back of Ye Xiaoxiao's hand slapped a little numb.

"I ask you, who did you listen to!"

Zhan Jing pursed her lips, with some hesitation in her expression, Ye Xiaoxiao frowned, sorry, she really didn't have so much time to spend with this woman, so she couldn't help raising her slap again, Zhan Jing hurriedly saw this Begging for mercy: "Don't, don't hit me, I say, I say!"

As Zhan Jing spoke, she shrank back again and again, showing a sense of fear all over her body.

Ye Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, some people are so cheap that they have to see the coffin without crying!
So she took a step back slowly to make room, Zhan Jing quickly stood up, bent over and patted the dust on her body, and said in her mouth: "This. I also heard from others, this person is..."

Zhan Jing paused, quickly took out the packet of Ecstasy powder from her bosom, and sprinkled it over, the white dust dispersed in the air, forming a cloud of white mist.

The little man was taken aback, but he didn't expect this woman to come back. When he was surprised, a gust of wind suddenly blew from nowhere, and the Ecstasy powder that was originally flying down the wind was blown away, and then covered Zhan Jing's head and face. face.

The woman only had time to raise her finger and shouted at the woman: "You..."

Then he closed his eyes, his body softened, and he lay straight on his back on the ground.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked up in surprise, the surroundings were empty and there was no one there.

Strange, strange, where did the strange wind come from just now, it was blown just in time...

Thinking about it, she couldn't help scratching her head, looked down at the woman who had fallen asleep, snorted coldly, turned and walked back.

All she cared about was one sentence, the murderer, if he guessed right, he should be talking about Junjun...

Ye Xiaoxiao's heart twitched slightly, and she suddenly felt that she seemed to be a woman who was very carefree. She clearly missed the prince's brother in her heart, but she couldn't let Junjun go. Now, she wanted to get closer to Brother Teng... …

She must be a wicked woman, maybe.

Thinking about it, the little man walked out slowly, until he got out of the forest, and saw Brother Teng standing there quietly in the open space outside.

Brother Fuji!

Seeing someone coming, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help rushing over, showing a bright smile.

Feng Junran hummed lightly, and glanced at the woods, a little condensation flashed in his slender eyes.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked calmly.

"Well... let's play."

The little girl smiled back.

"Don't come here again, it's too remote."

"Yeah!" The little man responded, and then bounced towards the village.

Feng Junran followed behind, his slender eyes quietly watching the little man's cheerful back through the mask.

Then he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, a soft look appeared on his face.

"Brother Teng, shall we make a flower stand? I want to see the wisteria soon."

"it is good."

The man responded quietly, and slowly followed behind him, walking towards the entrance of the village.

In the woods, Zhan Jing lay in the dark shade, sleeping soundly.

But in the locust forest at the entrance of the village, Lin Changsheng waited left and right, but there was no one to wait for.

Why is there no news about Zhan Jing?
Lin Changsheng frowned, and when he was puzzled, the servant came over and said, "My lord, I saw someone, and it's there, look!"

Lin Changsheng followed the servant's finger to look over, and sure enough, at the end of the path, at the entrance of the village, a smaller figure shuttled under the poplar tree, picked up something from time to time, and handed it to the man beside him.

Lin Changsheng squinted his eyes and looked carefully until he could clearly see the delicate face of the little man and the blush at the end of his eyes, then he sneered: "Really!"

"My lord, let's go get him back now!"

Lin Changsheng waved his hand and looked around. There were still busy farmers in the field, and he always felt that the back of this masked man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

"No hurry, just wait."

The servants didn't know what their master's plan was, but they didn't do anything after hearing what they said, they just waited quietly in the carriage.

Ah Hua waited anxiously for Zhan Jing in the house, and waited until noon to see no one. She stretched her head to look in the yard, but there was no one. Zhan Jing's mother is busy in the field now. She is alone in the house.

Ah Hua thought for a while, and finally walked out of the house for the first time, standing under the bright sun at noon.

She hadn't seen the light for a long time, and she still felt a little dizzy standing under the sun suddenly, so she reached out and built a pergola to cover her eyes, and then looked around.

Zhan Jing got her own idea, so she should attack Ye Xiaoxiao. Now, why is there still no movement?

She walked slowly to the entrance of the village, and saw from a distance the busy farmers in the field, Feng Junran who was sitting on a shelf on the ridge of the field, and Ye Xiaoxiao who was still around him.

A'hua's footsteps paused slightly, her eyes quietly stared at the two people.

Even with a mask on, she could still recognize this man at a glance, no matter his body shape or temperament, they were exactly the same as before.

Ah Hua's eyes became darker and colder, and then she touched her chest silently. Even after seven years, the wound there was still hideous and ugly, and there was still a dull pain.

"Ye Xiaoxiao!"

Ah Hua looked at the little figure coldly, then turned around silently, and walked towards the back of the village.

(End of this chapter)