The first lazy concubine in the world: tyrant He Qijia

Chapter 162 Entering the Painting: Two Places of Sorrow [12]

The scariest thing was not the eyes, but her familiarity with this face.

Qin Zhuiyi was so frightened that her whole body became cold, and her legs moved back uncontrollably. However, for some reason, her body suddenly lost its center of gravity...

She fell from the white cloud, and at that moment, everything disappeared, except for the pain in her butt.

Qin Zhuiyi blinked, the surroundings were calm, as if nothing had happened, so what happened just now was her hallucination?Or is she dreaming?

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of her eyes, and looking up, it was Di Zhen's face.

He stood against the light, couldn't see his expression clearly, and forcibly felt a sense of strangeness that he couldn't see clearly.

Qin Zhuiyi didn't know how to react, but Di Zhen directly stretched out his hands and picked her up from the ground.

At the same time, the white fox stood aside and satirized her, "What's the matter with you, you're asleep, and your IQ is gone? How can you still roll down?"

After he finished speaking, Qin Zhuiyi had been put back on the white cloud by Dizhen, she didn't have the time to talk to the white fox, she turned over silently and continued to sleep.

And Di Zhen obediently stood beside her, not going far away.

"She may be tired, don't disturb her sleep anymore."

The white fox snorted coldly, when was this guy not tired or hungry?

Even though he thought so, he didn't say anything more. He always felt that something was wrong with Qin Zhuiyi, and he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. I really hoped that he was thinking too much.

Because they came out to climb the mountain for fun, the mounts were naturally taken back, and the group of people moved forward very slowly, partly to enjoy the scenery, but to wait for Di Jiu's group to catch up.

When Di Zhen and the others had reached the halfway up the mountain, there was still no sign of Di Jiu and his group behind him, so Si Xing suggested: "Let's rest for a while, I'll send someone back to see how Princess Jiu and the others are still there." Did not catch up."

It was a good suggestion, and everyone agreed.

Si Xing sent his entourage down the mountain, and the others rested where they were.

Qin Zhuiyi slept lying on the white clouds, the sun was dancing on her curled eyelashes, although the sun was very warm this season, she was still not feeling well.

Di Zhen, who was standing aside, saw her slightly frown because of dissatisfaction, and stepped forward to block the sun falling on her face.

This admiration was noticed by the white fox, he turned his face away unnaturally, and went to destroy the wild flowers not far away.

The wild flowers under the big tree are blooming well, and the small bright yellow flowers are blooming their lives, and then they are pinched by the white fox...

Just when he was enjoying himself, Si Xing walked up to him.

The white fox's hands stopped, and he turned around suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Si Xing pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "There is indeed something."

"Ok?"

"The emperor's large army is about to return to court ahead of schedule."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"It seems that it has nothing to do with you, but... don't you want to know why they came back early."

"I don't want to know." The white fox was very impatient. From the first time he saw Si Xing, he didn't like this person. He has seen many calculating people. They have one thing in common, that is, they have a pair of eye-catching nasty eyes.

Si Xing's eyes are like this, the white fox doesn't even want to look at him, and even less like talking to him.

But this time it seemed to be different, Si Xing didn't hide anything, and took off his mask directly.

Si Xing didn't care about the impatience of Baihu's words, and continued...

(End of this chapter)