Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 390 How pitiful is this little daughter-in-law (1)
Therefore, every time it was time to eat, Rongxue would tirelessly ask the same question over and over again, regardless of whether the other party answered or not, she kept asking.

Although Rongxue was surprised that what she was given this time was not dry food but a bowl of stewed noodles, she still repeated the confusion in her heart like every time before.

"Brother, where are you taking me? You don't want me to be a military prostitute, do you? I have no grievances with you, why did you arrest me?"

"Brother, what time is it now? How many days has it been since you arrested me?"

"Brother, who are you helping? Your master has a deep hatred for me?"

"Brother, you are so kind to me today. Instead of giving me dry food, you bought me a bowl of braised noodles. I'm really flattered!"

"No, no, big brother, are you asking me to eat my last meal so that I can 'go on the road'? Big brother, even if you want to kill me, you must let me die in peace! This way I can let me die after I die. I know who to ask for my life, otherwise, I can only ask my elder brother for my life, if this is the case, wouldn’t my elder brother be too wronged?"

"Brother, aren't you dumb? I don't think I've ever heard my brother say a word, not even saying a word."

The eyelids of the man in black finally twitched, and he said coldly, "Eat quickly, it's almost here."

"So big brother is not dumb!" Rongxue was surprised, "It's almost here? Where are you going?"

"If you don't eat it, I'll take it away." The man in black didn't answer Rongxue's question, his voice was cold, and he reached out to take away the braised noodles in front of Rongxue.

"Oh, no, no, I'll eat it right away." Rongxue hurriedly picked up the bowl, and quickly sucked up the bowl of noodles.

The man's eyelids twitched again.

When the man in black re-tied the melting snow and lifted the curtain to leave the carriage, the other man in black who was driving turned his head to look at the melting snow in the carriage, and said in a very low voice: "Young master... ...The person who wants you and me to bring him to meet him, are you sure it's this woman?"

"I was sure at first, but now... not sure."

"You will only know when you see the eldest son."

"When can I arrive?"

"When night falls."

There is a girl without martial arts behind Bingren, he has no way to speed up, and he can't bring that girl up on the horse to ride with him, of course, he will not kindly let the girl sit on his own walk.

So after a lot of thinking, Bingren still felt that he was riding a horse and slowed down a little so that the girl could keep up with him.

The soles of the girl's feet were worn out by the rocks, even if a man dragged such a pair of feet to walk, it would be unbearable pain, but the girl just silently followed behind the ice blade, and never yelled about pain or complained one word.

She didn't speak, Bingren walked slowly, she walked slowly behind, if Bingren's speed was fast, she ran to keep up, since she returned the small octagonal lamp to Bingren at night She didn't speak any more, just clutching the bundle tightly and following Bingren closely.

This time, although she was not following the ice blade, her footsteps became more and more staggering, and her complexion became paler and paler. She felt that she had walked for a long time, and the sky was getting brighter, and the sun was about to rise. In Zhongtian, they haven't met a small town, not even a small village.

The girl felt that her head was chaotic and heavy. She wanted to take a rest, but she had no chance to rest, because the hero in front had no intention of resting at all. Baba has lost face with such a strange man like him, and this hero has not treated her like a villain, nor has he left her behind, she should be very lucky, how can she ask for a rest again .

Moreover, she didn't dare to rest, she walked as fast as she could, she wanted to stay far away from Jiangbei, she couldn't let them find her and catch up with her, absolutely not!
Thinking of this question, the girl's eyes suddenly became tense, she tightly grasped the bundle tied in front of her body, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, and took a bigger step.

I don't know when Bing Ren held a piece of dog's tail grass in his hand, and he was leisurely shaking the dog's tail grass in his hand on the horse's back.

Suddenly, his ears moved, his eyes froze slightly, he sat up straight and at the same time stood up on the horse's back, only to see his toes lightly tapped on the saddle, and he was flying in the air, and soon Sitting in the saddle again.

And when he sat on the saddle again, his bored eyes lit up, and he raised his hand, inserted the long piece of dogtail grass into his hair, grabbed the rein and The horsewhip, when he raised his hand, he was about to swing the whip down on the horse, but when he raised his hand holding the whip, it paused in mid-air, and he didn't swing it down, so the horse didn't scatter its hooves.

After a while, Bingren frowned and shouted: "Hello."

He was calling for the weak chicken girl who was desperately trying to follow him, but it was just shouting, he didn't turn around, and he didn't even tilt his eyes back.

No one answered.

"Hello!" Bing Ren still didn't turn his head back, but just tightened his brows a bit, and raised his voice a little, his tone full of impatience, "Hello! There is a town ahead, when you arrive at the town later, you Just do what you need to do, don't follow me anymore, I don't have time to take a weakling like you who has never been out of the house on the road."

The one who answered Bingren was still silent.

"Did you hear that!?" Bingren yelled again without hearing the annoying nagging voice of the girl who only knew "the book said it".

Still no one answered.

Bingren scratched his head irritably, pulled the rein, and turned the horse's head to face the direction he had just walked.

When Bing Ren turned the horse's head around, he froze slightly.

Because the weak chicken girl who followed him all the way but quieted down was neither standing nor sitting, nor was she looking at him with pitiful and expectant looks, because the weak chicken girl at this moment was lying face down On the uneven road, it is silent.

Bingren stared at her for a while, and did not dismount, nor did he drive the horse towards her, but turned the horse's head around again, then swung down the whip, and let the horse sprint towards the direction of the town.

(End of this chapter)