The return of the fierce wife mistakenly provokes the regent

Chapter 1301

Ji Shaoheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that this brat was not as simple as he said.

Such a high level of vigilance really surprised him.

His eyes fell on her face, and he found that her skin was extremely delicate, the eyelashes hanging on her eyelids were as beautiful and lovely as butterfly wings, her nose was pretty, and her diamond-shaped lips, under the sunlight, had a pink luster .

This is a very cute child!
Probably because of being exposed to the sun for a long time, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on Ming Luo's forehead.

Ji Shaoheng paused, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped her sweat.

However, just as his handkerchief touched her forehead, she woke up, raised her hand and waved his hand away, Huo Di opened her eyes, and said displeasedly: "What are you doing?"

Ji Shaoheng glanced at the handkerchief in his hand. The white handkerchief was covered with a layer of black ash. He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes quickly passed over her forehead, and found that the skin on the forehead was different from the skin on other places. , the forehead is crystal white, but the face is still black and gray.

He understood something in his heart, but he didn't break it. Instead, he stretched out his hand to help her up, "Si Luo, if you go to sleep, it will be dark in a while. There is a small town not far ahead. We are going there." Stay for one night, do you want to go together?"

Ming Luo looked at the sky and found that it was indeed getting late, so she nodded in agreement, "Alright."

While the two were talking, everyone behind them also arrived.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at Ming Luo, and thoughtfully said, "If you haven't had enough sleep, you can take the carriage, or you can rest in the carriage for a while."

Ming Luo obeyed and got into the carriage.

A few days later, everyone arrived at the foot of Panlong Mountain.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, usually there are not many people there, but this time because the martial arts conference was held in Panlong Mountain, the small town became lively.

People from all walks of life with swords on their waists can be seen everywhere on the street, old and young, men and women, very lively.

Ji Shaoheng took Ming Luo and others to choose an inn to live in.

After settling down, a group of people went downstairs for dinner.

At this time, the inn was already overcrowded, and the dining hall downstairs was bustling with noise.

Ming Luo stared around, full of curiosity.

"It turns out that people in the Jianghu are not as full of beards as I imagined, and there are some good-looking ones." She muttered to herself.

Hearing this, Ji Shaoheng smiled, took her hand naturally, and walked to an empty table that had just been vacated.

After a few days of getting along, the two have become familiar with each other, so Ming Luo does not reject his approach.

The two of them were about to sit down when a woman sat down first and said with a smile to the two of them, "You two, I saw this table first. Please look elsewhere." While talking, two more people came over and sat down on the seats one after another. One of the women bumped into Ming Luo and pushed her away.

Ji Shaoheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the three of them. Before he could speak, Ming Luo said unhappily, "Three aunts, you are so rude. We were the ones who saw this seat first, so why do you come here first? Seize the position?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the complexions of the three girls changed, and one of them screamed, "Auntie? Brat, what kind of eyes do you have?"

The three young girls were all in their young age, but they were not really old, but they suddenly taught Ming Luo to call them "Auntie", and the faces of the three of them suddenly became gloomy.

(End of this chapter)