015: Accident

"What are you doing!" There was an impatient voice around him, breaking the faintness of the cinnabar that Wanruo fell into a nightmare. He turned his head and saw the unhappy face of Wen Wang Baihua. What are you doing, stunned here? How can I go to block my way?"

"Look!" At least Zhu Sha didn't forget that he was in the same camp as this literary king Baihua, even if he pointed to the direction of the female ghost. The cinnabar's face was pale and nervous, which made Wen Wang Baihua jump and subconsciously look over, but the direction of the cinnabar is a lush forest, the sun is scattered, and the grass is dancing.

"You crazy stupid woman!" Unexpectedly, how can the king of Wen Baihua be the master who knows how to pity and cherish jade like Bai Ze? Seeing cinnabar teasing himself like this, he immediately shouted irritably, "What are you doing here pretending to be a ghost?" Why don't you go quickly!"

Ah?

Cinnabar was stunned. She looked over, but where the female ghost appeared just now, where was there half a female ghost?

"Go quickly!" Bai Hua shivered and knocked on the forehead of the cinnabar. The cinnabar said "Ouch" and rubbed his forehead. He really didn't find anything strange. Was he dazzled just now?

"Then let's go." The cinnabar sighed gently, and the bodyguard who called Wen Liang smiled, took the horse and strode ahead. The horse was also docile. When he walked, he swayed, twisted and pinched, as if he were sitting in a sedan chair, which made the cinnabar extremely happy.

The group in front of them had already run far away, and the dust raised was enough to blur their vision. Bai Hua, the king of Wen, was not in a hurry. He stretched out his arms behind his head and trembled leisurely on the horse and was drowsy. But cinnabar is used to galloping in the forest with fast horses and whips. How can it stand the feeling of riding on a cow? What's more, it is far behind those people!

"Ha, cinnabar, is Mi riding a horse or a woman (a donkey)?" Chengyu galloped by on a jujube-red horse and laughed at the cinnabar.

"Hahaha, is it a cow?" Waiting for the cinnabar to refute, the Cheyu wearing the veil also ran over on a fast horse and laughed at the cinnabar.

The cinnabar gas was bad, but the two dead girls had already sped away and left the cinnabar far behind. She was so anxious that she wanted to rush over quickly and compete with Cheyu and Chengyu. However, Wen Liang, as the man's name, walked slowly without impatience, and had no intention of making progress at all.

"Wen Liang, can't we go faster?" Cinnabar asked Wen Liang helplessly.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid that you don't ride a horse very often. If you walk fast, it will scare you." Wen Liang said gently.

"However, we are far from the organization." The cinnabar pointed to the front and then to himself, "Will it be dropped?"

"What's your hurry?" Bai Hua bent his slender body on the horse, picked a small grass, picked off the extra leaves, put the fresh and sweet grass heart in his mouth, and said casually, "Do you expect to catch up with the bustle and have a good time?" But I don't know whether it's a lively scene or a turbulent murder. I advise you to walk slowly like this. Good food is not afraid of being late, and good wine is not afraid of being late.

Good food is not afraid of being late, and good wine is not afraid of being late.

Zhu Sha was slightly stunned. She really didn't expect that Bai Hua would say this big truth. However, his words are quite consistent with Qinghe's claim yesterday. Is it... Zhu Sha's heart moved slightly and looked at Bai Hua, but he saw that this man's face was completely heartless, but somehow there was a hidden shrewdness.

Is this coward actually a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?

The cinnabar wiped its nose doubtfully. Wen Liang, who was holding the knife, smiled gently.

Is that a kind of laughter with the same feeling? In the meantime, there is also a kind of tacit understanding. The poor thing is that the cinnabar was already ready to watch the bustle, so it was strangled in the cradle.

Think about it, this is definitely deliberately arranged by the gentle brother Ze, lest there be any conflict with the foreign envoy, which will hurt the cinnabar...

In this way, I wandered to the hunting ground in the south of the city, and I saw the flags flying around and the figures gathered together in the distance. Cinnabar heard the sound of the horn blowing, and Bai Shi's loud voice was talking about how many ways to divide the soldiers, and finally won the competition with the team with the most prey. However, by the time Zhusha and others arrived, their team had already sneaked into the depths of the hunting ground, but they were not picky at all. The cinnabar, who wanted to cry without tears, vented his anger on Bai Hua.

"Your Highness, King Wen," cinnabar turned his head and asked Bai Hua with a smile, "You are willing to let us fall behind like this. Your two brothers may return full of prey for a while. You are empty-handed. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for your incompetence?

Bai Hua's slightly pale face turned slightly red, and a trace of anger flashed in Zhu Sha's eyes when he saw his provopped red phoenix. But this guy raised his eyes and glanced at the cinnabar, and quickly hid the anger.

"Do you want to go to school?" Bai Hua said contemptuously, "It's a pity that you are too tired of this damn girl."

After saying that, he stretched out lazily, pointed to a forest not far away, and said, "That's a cool place. You can take a nap."

After saying that, he took his two bodyguards and ran to the woods excitedly.

Yo, this one has been sick for the past few days, and his ability to resist deception has also improved. Cinnabar looked at Bai Hua riding on the horse very unexpectedly. The slender and thin figure of the teenager had an indescribable elegance and freeness on the horse. Looking at his figure, you can tell that this man is definitely not an ordinary rider. In the royal family, how can there be a prince who doesn't know how to ride a horse? It's a pity that this riding is really boring to go to sleep just because of wiseness.

The cinnabar pouted his mouth, followed Bai Hua with Wen Liang leading the horse, and also walked towards the woods.

"Your Highness, don't be unhappy. Do you want to hunt and have fun?" After all, it was Bai Ze's bodyguard, who could see the eyebrows as high and low as his master. The cinnabar was almost moved to cry, and he couldn't help nodding and saying yes.

"Then I'll take you to hunt some little prey." Wen Liang smiled generously.

"Really?" Cinnabar asked in surprise.

"Well," Wen Liang nodded, "Is it good for you to take the princess to walk around the neighborhood and beat a hare and wild duck for the princess to have fun?"

"Okay!" Cinnabar nodded happily and couldn't help clapping her hands.

"Then let's go." Wen Liang said, pulled the horses and walked towards a thicker forest in the distance. "My subordinates will take the princess to play for a while, and then come back to meet with the king of Wen. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the prince will not find you for a while, and I will be worried."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." Cinnabar deeply agrees.

"Hey, you guys!" As soon as he stepped into the woods, he heard Bai Hua's impatient shout, "Come back quickly, or you will meet a huge thing and be frightened, not to mention that I didn't remind you!"

The cinnabar is not willing to pay attention to the coward. He just wants Wen Liang to go faster and get rid of the annoying guy quickly.

Coincidentally, the forest is getting farther and farther away. Zhu Sha looked at the thicker and thicker woods on both sides and the longer and longer weeds on the ground, and suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

Wen Liang suddenly looked up and took a look. Then he reached out and touched it in his arms and shook it hard. Before the cinnabar could see his skills clearly, he saw a wild goose falling straight from the sky and flapping its wings hard on the ground.

A light dart was inserted between the throat of the wild geese.

Zhusha looked down at the wild goose, and his heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

"Wen Liang, who the hell are you?" Cinnabar raised his head, looked at Wen Liang with his back to him, and asked coldly.

"Ha ha, Your Highness is really Hui Zhilan's heart, and you can see through it all of a sudden." Wen Liang still smiled like a pollution-free vegetable and slowly turned around. "I didn't expect you to have such eyesight at such a young age. It's really disrespectful."

"Because you used a hidden weapon," the cinnabar smiled lightly. In this dense forest where the sun could not penetrate, she was like a quietly blooming camellia, fresh and pleasant. I have never heard of any bodyguard in the palace who can wear hidden weapons with me. Wen Liang, you were originally the person next to Brother Ze, and I was not wary of you, but why did you bring me here deliberately?

"Nothing special." Wen Liang smiled and pulled out his sword from his waist. "I just want to give the princess a ride."

A ride for me?!

The cinnabar suddenly became cold, and she hurriedly grabbed the reins tightly. After all, it was a purebred horse. This Montgomery purebred horse immediately sensed the nervous message transmitted by the cinnabar body, and immediately tightened its muscles and gently dug the ground with its front hooves.

Probably only those who often deal with horses can have this ability to communicate with horses. The cinnabar gently strokes the neck of the hull with one finger. This kind of secret language is taught by the master of Yumasi. Horses are naturally stroked by the ede with their tongue, which is very ** for the body, especially the neck. This kind of sign language is a regional sign language that includes Mengmai, Ati, Udan and other famous horses. I don't know where it became popular, but it is rumored that an ancestor who tame horses has been passed down from the world.

The horse has obviously understood the message transmitted by the cinnabar, and has tightened its body, slowly accumulating strength, and is ready to rise up with the cinnabar.

"Wen Liang, can you tell me who sent you to do this?" Cinnabar asked, "Don't you know that this is actually very risky?" At least I am also the princess of the Great Commercial Kingdom and the princess of Wuzhao Kingdom. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by Your Highness?

"Ha ha, ha ha ha......" Wen Liang laughed and approached the cinnabar step by step with his sword. "Your Highness, you are so naive. Do you really think that today's hunting is as happy as a family banquet? In such a delicate situation, only a small thing can make the foreign envoy draw a sword against the two forces of His Highness. In this contradiction, what can you do to sacrifice a small foreign princess?

In those originally gentle eyes, there was a cold and cruel light: "Even if you razed the little Wuzhao Kingdom to the ground? How did Her Royal Highness think that those unbegant people of Qianqing and Renmin died?

Cinnabar's hand clenched the reins was tight and tight.