Accidental love of a stunt slave girl: a thousand years of mourning

Chapter 148 The Copycat Bandits ([-])

Day after day the luxurious carriage crawled forward, and Xin Yue suffered from backache and back pain day after day. This kind of hard work is really not done by humans!
In the past few days, she and the perverted prince got along fairly well.Every day, she drove and hurried on the road, while the perverted prince slept and watched the scenery.When the perverted prince is in a good mood, he will feed her some pastries to give her strength to continue working.Every night, the perverted prince randomly called to stop, and found a random place in the wild, and fell asleep as soon as the carpet was rolled down.Of course, that pervert who has a problem in his heart will definitely drag her to sleep with her every night.

After the poisonous snake incident, the perverted prince would draw a circle on the spot with a bamboo pole every time before going to sleep.Miraculously, they were never attacked by any wild animals again, not even a fly flew in.

In the middle of the night, she would always wake up in a suffocation, and it was no surprise to find that the perverted prince was hugging her tightly, with his eyes closed and cold sweat streaming down his face.Many times, she wanted to wake up the perverted prince, but seeing his harmless appearance, she forcibly held back.

Every night, the perverted prince would fall into a terrible nightmare and couldn't extricate himself. At that time, he was very fragile and helpless, which made her feel pity.Whenever he wakes up, he always speaks coldly to her, sometimes flirts with her, and sometimes threatens her. She hates him like that.

Time, just like this day after day, quietly passed away.

After counting, seven days have passed.According to their tortoise-crawling speed, the road back to Beijing is finally halfway through.

On the winding mountain path, Xin Yue drove the carriage around a turning point, listlessly looked up at the road ahead, but her heart suddenly moved, and a feeling almost desolate came to her heart.

Not far away, a large number of refugees in ragged clothes were approaching.The refugee team was mainly composed of women, children and children. The women covered their faces and wept, while the children stared blankly ahead.Overall, the whole line was surprisingly quiet, and no one seemed in the mood to make loud noises.They walked forward quietly with their heads down, passing her.

In the crowd, a little boy's crisp voice suddenly sounded: "Mom, I'm hungry." A young woman said solemnly: "Sanba, be good, we will have something to eat when we get to Blue Eagle Villa."

The little boy was unyielding: "But, I'm very hungry now!"

(End of this chapter)