Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 299 The fate of fighting against the prince is miserable! (2)

"Drive!" Feiying raised his whip and lashed at the horse, the horse began to trot, and the carriage rattled away.

The cold north wind is blowing head-on, mixed with fine snowflakes, scattered and scattered,
Drilling into Qing Luo's neck, she really felt what cold is.

Presumably the warmth in the carriage is simply two worlds.

She couldn't help crying inwardly, thinking that this was a bad situation, maybe she would freeze to death on the road before she even reached the capital.

The carriage ran slowly on the official road, and Qing Luo's hands and feet gradually became cold.

She huddled herself, hugged her knees and curled up into a ball, but she still couldn't stop the chill from invading.

She began to miss the comfort of being in the carriage a few days ago, where she could sleep, warm herself by the fire, and drink hot water.

Now reduced to drinking the north wind in the front of the car, I really feel sorry for him.

I really envy those big guards on the horse. In such a cold day, they still have to ride against the wind. Are their bodies made of iron?

How can you afford it?Damn Yun Aotian, he is comfortable hiding in the carriage, he doesn't care about people at all, and he doesn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, why is he rushing in this freezing and snowy weather?
Could it be that they are really going to freeze to death on the road?
As soon as I thought about it, resentment abounded.

Counting the days, it turned out that the Lunar New Year is still a few days away, and she was so sad that she wanted to scold her mother.

Could it be that the first New Year in this dynasty is going to be spent on this journey that is worse than death?
Thinking of this, she lost all temper and could only curl up there, like a poor little animal, trembling and relying on her own body temperature for warmth!

It was windy and snowy, the speed of the carriage was very slow, it was wobbling, tiredness struck, Qing Luo slowly closed his eyelids, and dozed off.

I don't know how long it took, and in a daze, she felt that the carriage had stopped. She opened her eyes sleepily and yawned: "Where are you?"

Yun Aotian sneered in that indifferent voice, "You can sleep well."

Qing Luo's drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, hey, why did he get out of the carriage?

"Get out of the car!" Yun Aotian said impatiently.

(End of this chapter)