Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1455 The Cowardly Maid

"That's good. I don't like to share the things I like with others. If anyone pays too much attention to you or gets entangled with you, I won't let him live in this world. But it's just a doctor." He seemed to be taking a stand with me.

Speaking of this, a soldier came over with a maid and reported: "My lord, our carriage is full. This girl is serving the lady. What should I do?"

King Fan glanced at the maid and said casually, "Let her go back."

The maid timidly looked around at the desolate surroundings, and whispered tremblingly: "My lord, it seems that there is still a long way...don't leave me behind..."

The men and horses brought by King Fan were all cavalry, and there were no idle carriages.The court lady used to share a carriage with Su La, and now those Su Las are going to stay in Chang'an to take care of the princes, but she wants to stay here with me.

Fan Wang frowned in displeasure, and said slowly: "If you can't reach Dragon City before dark...just stay outside and fend for yourself."

The soldier next to him gave the maid a push and said impatiently: "Then you have to hurry up, there are still four or five miles to go. If you want to die, run away!"

The maid was pushed somersault, and cried in pain.

The King Fan's eyes changed, and the white eyes showed a ruthless murderous look, and I seemed to feel the chills emanating from his side.

The lady's expression seemed to be in a dilemma. If it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have been sent here to suffer. Thanks to her careful care along the way.

I said sympathetically, "If you don't want to stay here, go back with Chang'an's team. I won't force you."

When the maid heard this, she raised her head in surprise and joy, "Really, really? You can go back..." Before she finished speaking, she was stunned.I heard the sound of drawing a knife in my ears, and in a blink of an eye, a scimitar with a bluish light was pointed at her.

"I don't keep any betrayers here. You choose whether you want to live or die." King Fan looked at her mercilessly.

The maid's eyes widened in horror, and she was too frightened to speak. "Slave, I want to..."

I glanced at the expressionless King Fan, then at the shivering court lady, and couldn't help but put my hand under the cold knife, and persuaded: "Forget it, don't embarrass her, let her leave if she wants to leave." let's go."

(End of this chapter)