Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 638 Meeting on a narrow road, the black-bellied one wins! (3)

Lao Ji raised his hand and whipped his whip, and the carriage moved forward slowly. The palm of Shen Fengchu, who was sitting on the shaft, slapped the shaft seemingly inadvertently, and the wheel of the carriage on the side where he was was sunk deeply into the mud. middle.

"What's going on?!" Yun Chu Mingming saw his movements, but asked loudly on purpose.

"Your Highness, it's bad, the wheels are stuck in the mud!" Shen Fengchu replied with a suppressed voice.

How did Ning Ziqian know that these two were deliberately playing with him, so he was busy waving his hands and calling out to his subordinates, "Come quickly, push the cart for Her Royal Highness!"

A group of Xishu soldiers rushed over, stepped on the muddy water and pushed them away.

Shen Fengchu, Lao Ji, and Yun Chu were all sitting or standing on the shaft of the chariot with big swords and golden swords, they did not move, but in secret, they had already practiced their own kung fu, using the trick of the heavy pendant.

Shen Fengchu's slap just now had already slapped the wheel deeply into the mud. The wooden wheel was already slippery after being wet with water. In addition, these three deliberately made things difficult for them. The strength of the milk is also unable to push.

Seeing Ning Ziqian standing aside anxiously, Yun Chu immediately raised his hand and pointed.

"What are you still doing, come over and push the cart!"

Him, cart? !
Ning Ziqian frowned and looked at the muddy water on the ground, and then at the snow-white deer boots on his body.

"Tell me, hurry up!" Yun Chu said angrily.

Gritting his teeth, Ning Ziqian picked up his robe, stepped into the muddy water, and also helped to push it.

Lao Ji smiled, and immediately accepted the exercises.

As soon as the carriage lightened, it moved forward immediately. Ning Ziqian tried to push it hard, but before he could hold it steady, the carriage was already moving forward, and he fell straight into the muddy water. Not to mention his gorgeous white clothes were covered with muddy water. Even his face was splashed with mud.

On the shaft of the chariot, Yun Chu looked at the young prince who was being lifted up by his subordinates, and chuckled softly.

"His Royal Highness, thank you!"

Ning Ziqian took the handkerchief sent by his subordinates and wiped off the muddy water on his face, cursing his mother in anger, but smiling like honey on his face, "Princess, you are welcome, princess, you are welcome!"

"go!"

Yun Chu gave an order, turned around and sat back in the carriage.

Lao Ji hit the horse, and the carriage galloped forward. Behind the carriage, Chen Qi and the five hundred Northwest Army followed closely.

"Your Highness, are you alright?!" A subordinate asked Ning Ziqian with concern.

"Go away!" Ning Ziqian pushed him away, and he quickly climbed into the carriage, "Quick, follow!"

Yun Chu's convoy rushed all the way down the mountain, and Ning Ziqian and his subordinates had nothing to do but eat mud.

Seeing that Sichuan City was approaching, Yiqi had rushed out of the city gate.

The horse is a bay red horse, and the person on the horse is dressed in a simple blue cloth robe, but he looks like a child of an ordinary family, but his handsome face is as beautiful as jade, revealing the dignity overflowing from his bones.

There were mud spots on the horses and people, and some of them had even dried up. It was obvious that they had traveled a long way to come here.

Seeing Yun Chu's convoy from a distance, one horse and one man immediately took the reins and let the horses to the side of the road, ready to make way for Yun Chu and others.

When the two parties were marching, when they saw Chen Qi walking beside the car, a smile appeared on that person's face, and he jumped off the horse and led the horse to block the way.

"Shut up!"

Old Ji pulled the reins to stop the carriage.

"His Royal Highness!" At this time, Chen Qi also recognized the person, immediately dismounted from his horse, and saluted him.

The one riding alone in the middle of the road was none other than Ning Ziyu, another heir of Xishu.

(End of this chapter)