(Well... a young man has had a problem with his eyes recently, and he is very uncomfortable with the computer. It will definitely be updated tomorrow. He will definitely be updated~ Laugh~ Hey hey~ poke one by one~~~~~~~~)

The sound of horses' hoofs is from far to near, and the yellow-brown land covered with fine gravel, and a convoy of about 60 or 70 people is moving forward quickly in the strong wind.

Walking in the front of the team was An Shengqing, who ordered the bodyguard to go to Jingzhou for disaster relief. Naturally, behind the two of them is the bodyguard appointed by the emperor.

In order to hide their eyes and ears, all the members of the escort team were light, riding horses, driving carriages, and fighting for Jingzhou day and night. Although everyone changed to the bodyguard costume of the ordinary darts bureau, because the internal forbidden army and many martial arts masters originally formed this darts team, even if they did not bow their heads and hurried silently, the whole team was filled with a sense of murder. It feels like if someone dares to attack me, I will kill his whole family.

The closer to Jingzhou, there are fewer opportunities to see green plants. Because of years of drought, there is basically no forest near Jingzhou now. At a glance, what you see is just cracked land. Because of the lack of trees, flowers and tea, the land in this area is often windy, and with the wind, the already dry land immediately provides small sand grains, just like a small sandstorm. At this moment, because of the wind, the black and white flag on the carriage is being blown.

Pulling up the scarf originally used for decoration and wrapping it around his mouth and nose, An Shengqing narrowed his eyes and rode forward with the wind guard.

"I said, future brother-in-law, what are you fighting for?" Turning his face and his head facing the direction of the wind, An Shengqing pulled down his scarf slightly and looked at Feng Weiqing, who was still tenaciously driving forward like a mountain. "The disaster in Jingzhou is indeed very urgent, but it's not as urgent as this, right? Jingdu has already said that the emperor has sent someone over there to adjust secretly. It is estimated that he can hold on for more than a month. Do you need to be eager to fly over like now? Come on, not everyone is as durable as him, right? Although the big guy didn't say anything, the fatigue on his face can still be seen. He shortened the journey, which was originally expected to take a month to more than 20 days, and it was also in such a place where there was nothing but a free massage with a strong wind and gravel. To be honest, he now wants to give He fell down and took a rest.

I'm really tired.

In view of the fact that the "future brother-in-law" really suits him, although he did not turn his head and look at him rudely, he gave a sentence, "There is still one day left."

"Well?!"

An Shengqing was stunned, and the speed of galloping slowed down.

One day left? What day is left? What's the matter in one day?

"We will arrive at the boundary of Jingzhou in one more day."

"...So that's how it is." An Shengqing was so moved that he wanted to cry. It's great that he can have a good rest after a day.

More than 20 days and nights of day and night, and some unsighted guys came out to rob. Their group of people who were ordered to escort the darts are just like the old cows ploughing the field. Their whole body strength is almost worn out, and their patience is close to run out - after all, they are not professional bodyguards. Looking at the owner of the castle, they are more comfortable. Although he is not a professional bodyguard, at least he has some experience. Unlike them, they are all temporarily transferred, and many senior officials who have been used to living a colorful life since childhood - such as those who are now very leisurely and have him.

It's pitiful that they have been whipping all day and don't even have time to drink water. They just keep rushing forward with the whip all the way, and the people who beat the iron can't stand it. Although he is not a woman, there is no need to care whether his skin is not smooth enough, but it is dark and dark every day, but it is uncomfortable to see.

But thank God! One more day, as long as one day, they can complete the task and have a good rest.

An Shengqing is very gray at this moment. When he returns to the capital, he must let Yu Wenjing, who only know how to eat and wait for death at home, also taste this damn taste.

However, by the way, are the people of this Proud Castle so windy? It's just like rushing to be reincarnated, or... Is there anything special that makes him particularly concerned?

"I said, future brother-in-law, why are you in such a hurry to Jingzhou? Is there a beautiful mother waiting in Jingzhou?

When he said this, An Shengqing's face was not ordinaryly ugly. The reason is that he thought of his little sister. If this is true, won't the little sister meet the unintentioned man again? The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more angry he became. What's more annoying was that Feng Weiqing didn't look at him or say anything after such a long time, which made him more sure that he was guilty.

"Damn I tell you..."

Just when An Shengqing couldn't wait for Feng Weiqing's answer, he couldn't help beating him with a fist...

"Hoo--"

Feng Weiqing, who had been rushing forward, unexpectedly tightened the reins coldly. His ** horse hiss, and his front hoof stood up high. Then he fell in the air and stopped, only spewing air and spinning. After stopping silently, the horseman raised his right hand holding the whip and shouted, "Rest in place, a ray of incense."

Yeah?!

The monk An Shengqing is confused. Is he looking for an excuse to avoid the problem?

When all the people got off the horse and found a place to rest and refresh themselves, Feng Weiqing also turned over and got off the horse. Then, before getting off the horse, he looked at An Shengqing blankly and left the words, "If you can go back to Jingzhou as soon as possible, you can go back to the capital as soon as possible" and took his horse aside.

An Shengqing slowly reacted for a while, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help turning up with the largest arc. It turned out that he was not rushing to Jingzhou, but back to the capital, because there was really a beautiful mother waiting there, and it happened to be his sister, the eldest daughter of the An family, and Miss An Qiaoya.

So, An Shengqing was relieved.

Of course, you can rest assured that curiosity is with people at any time. Well, the thief raised one eyebrow, and the gossip mirror in a green's heart had risen high, and immediately turned over and got off the horse. He took Aiju and followed the wind guard to continue to listen to more pleasant things for his little sister.

"I said my future brother-in-law..."

“......”

On this side, An Shengqing's words have just started, and Feng Weiqing has just turned around, but suddenly a blue lightning flashed over there, and the wind suddenly stopped. Then a large dark cloud gathered together and silently covered their place, and the electric light was in the black clouds. It rolled inside, and after a while, the deafening thunder sounded through the whole world.

Feng Weiqing and An Shengqing narrowed their eyes at the same time, looked up at the cloudy distance, and then looked back at the carriage with official silver parked behind the hidden stone, thinking that the rain was really not the right time.

"Everyone is ready. The break ends early." Without Feng Weiqing's opening his mouth, An Shengqing had already ordered first with a solemn face, "Hurry up, or we will be trapped here at any time when the rain starts. Hurry up!"

"Yes."

Hearing An Shengqing's order, whether they were resting or not, all the darts took their weapons at the first time, turned over and jumped on the horseback, and at the same time drove the horse pulling the official silver forward.

Leaving Feng Weiqing and An Shengqing alone stay in place,

"Let's go quickly. This place should not stay for a long time." Patting Feng Weiqing on the shoulder, An Shengqing stepped on the horse and got on the horse.

He nodded to An Shengqing, and the wind guard, who still squeezed his thin lips without saying a word, couldn't help turning around and looking at the clouds wrapped in blue lightning, and his eyebrows were locked again.

This cloud... can gather so fast without wind, and the Buddha is driven away. Somehow, a kind of unconcerned worry suddenly rose in Feng Weiqing's heart.

"Future brother-in-law, let's go." An Shengqing shouted again that the two of them are now seriously behind the whole team. If they don't catch up, they will really lose contact with the front.

Maybe he worries too much.

Feng Weiqing sighed secretly, turned over the horse, clenched the reins and shook it, "Let's go."

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Anfu——

An Qiaoya's "turtle" room was once again full of anxious people... No cough, cough, correction, it should be An Sheng's only one staring at An Qiaoya, while other people, including Thunder, were eager to go into the room to watch the live broadcast, but no one dared to go in because of the presence of the young master. , can only stretch your necks around the door one after another, just like a group of ducks that have been pinched up, which looks particularly funny.

"Okay, brother, don't look black, little sister, I know I'm wrong..." leaning against **, one hand is banded and fixed to the chest,

An Qiaoya said with a guilty smile, "I will definitely..."

"There is still a future!" An Shengwei just wanted to strangle her, so as not to be pissed off by her first.

"...no more."

I won't tell you even if there is. Anchoa was silent in her heart.

"What did I tell you?" Squinting his angry eyes and just wanting to get angry, An Shengwei stood by the bed and looked down at An Qiaoya, looking straight at her almost digging a hole in **.

"What?" As soon as she asked, she regretted it, because at that moment, she suddenly remembered that An Shengwei seemed to have told her that if she would be in trouble again, she would be locked in the room forever... It's over, and now she must be peeled off by the eldest brother.

"...Well, big brother, I didn't mean to, and... and this time I'm here to save people." Angioya has the cheek to defend herself that she is indeed trying to save people - although the little P who inexplicably jumps down and always farts her woman is really not worth saving.

An Shengwei looked at her with contempt, "Save people? Have you ever considered whether you have that ability? There are few meat students with small arms and calves running to pick up the person who jumped down. She thought she was a magic superwoman? If there are so many servants in the house, won't you ask others for help?

... Angioya rz, well, she really didn't think about it at that time... But then, the situation at that time did not allow her to find someone, right?

"Brother, I know it's wrong." So don't test her heart anymore.

"Hmm." An Sheng only shook his sleeves, narrowed his eyes and continued to stare at An Qiaoya.

"Big brother..." Seeing that An Shengwei was soft and hard and determined to admonish her, An Qiaoya could only flatten her mouth, reach out and quietly hold his cuffs, and then gently shake it. "Well, brother, you see that I'm injured, don't care about me anymore. I'm already very tired and want to rest. After that, you have a lot of adults to let me go, big brother~~~~"

An Shengwei frowned and moved his hands, but never shook off An Qiaoya's hand. After all, he still enjoyed his only sister acting coquettishly to him.

"... I'll let you go this time. If it happens again in the future, you can wait to think about it." With a sigh, An Shengwei fiercely despised his weak will in his heart.

"Yeah! Long live the big brother!" Hearing this, Anjoya's eyes immediately lit up. Sure enough, this trick of being coquettish is the best, wow kakaka~

She jumped up happily and forgot that a woman with a large bandage in her hand was immediately punished at the moment she lifted the master - her hand was sprained twice...

"Ah, it hurts..." Holding the bandage arm with one hand, An Qiaoya frowned and almost cried painless.

"You!" An Shengwei really can't even lift the strength to be angry.

Reaching his hand to hold her waist and slowly straightening An Qiaoya's hand. During the whole process, An Shengwei's face was always black like a rag that had been used for N years.

And An Qiaoya didn't dare to say a word because she was guilty. Ren Ansheng only wanted to put a porcelain doll and put her back to ** to lie down. Even if she occasionally pulls her injured hand, she only dares to hum in her heart for fear of making her brother unhappy again and really punishing her to face the wall.

"Sister Joy."

A childish voice suddenly sounded in the room, which was quite crisp, but it sounded a little timid.

"Xiao Li?" Because An Shengwei is still next to him, An Qiaoya doesn't have the courage to move around. Of course, it is even more impossible to get up. She can only turn her head slightly and ask, "Is it Xiao Li? Come in."

Given that the other party is a child, An Shengwei is embarrassed to say anything, although he is not happy that someone came to disturb Joya's rest. ( Joe opened his teeth and danced his claws: Please, my eldest brother is the one who disturbs my rest! A big brother crossed over and gave a fierce look, so Qiao obediently silenced.)

Silently, An Shengwei looked up at the two small figures coming in from the door.

"Sister Joy." As soon as Xiaoli entered the door, she rushed to the edge of the bed with tears in her eyes. Her small body hung on the bed, and her black grape-like eyes looked at Qiao Yabao's impenetrable arm. "Sister Qiaoya, does it still hurt?"

"Xiao Li, it doesn't hurt anymore." Even if the pain in his arm continued, An Qiaoya still touched Xiaoli's head with a smile and comforted him softly.

"Sister Qiao Ya, this time it's the little brother's fault. Xiao Li has helped Qiaoya's sister scold the little brother." Xiaoli said urgently, and at the same time, she turned around and waved her little hand to Xiaotian, who was standing at the corner and refused to take a step closer. "Little brother, aren't you going to apologize to Sister Qiao? Come on."

An Qiaoya was surprised to raise her head to see if it was true, but because the angle of neck rotation was limited, she could not see anything. However, An Shengwei, who was standing by the bed, suddenly frowned at the moment she saw Xiaotian, and her eyes were also stained with doubts.

It's strange that Xiaotian didn't say anything silently and looked directly at him without avoiding it. The temperament of staring at the world made An Shengwei even more confused. What is the identity of this child?

"Little brother, come here quickly." Unable to wait for Xiaotian's response, Xiaoli simply turned over and ran out of bed, went to the corner and took his hand to drag him to the bedside.

"Xiao Li, Xiao Tian." At this time, a woman's panicked voice suddenly came from outside the door. An Shengwei frowned. The sound... seemed to sound familiar.

"Uncle Wang, have you seen my Xiaoli and Xiaotian? They...they are gone." The woman seemed to be very nervous and stammered a little.

"It turned out to be Mrs. Du," someone outside the door answered more. "Xiao Li and Xiaotian just entered the door to visit Miss. Here, it's inside."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

When Angioya heard the sound, she naturally knew who was coming, and Xiaoli ran directly to the door, "Mom, I'm here, and the little brother is also here."

"Xiao Li." Seeing the crowd around the door separated on both sides, a thin woman in plain clothes ran in from outside the door and hugged Xiao Li into her arms.

"Mom, Sister Qiao Ya is injured. My little brother and I came to see her. Is it the same?" The soft voice was naive. An Qiaoya looked at Xiaotian who was dragged to the bedside by Xiaoli again. She couldn't help smiling and asked, "Come to see me?"

"Hmm." He still has a stinky fart, but his posture is not so high. He probably thinks that he is really in trouble. Although Xiaotian blushed, he still can't help looking at the white in An Qiaoya's hand with the corners of his eyes. Then, he whispers and pretends not to care, "Does that...does it still hurt? I didn't mean to." In fact, he could have come down by himself. Who would have thought that the stupid woman would really run to pick him up. It made him feel guilty to death.

"You are apologizing to me." Raise your eyebrows, An Qiaoya asked with a smile.

"It's not!" After being watched like this, a little P child finally became angry, "You stupid woman, who wants you to really come and catch me? You deserve to hurt your arm!" With that, he rushed out like a gust of wind, probably feeling guilty.

"Ah, little brother, why did you go, little brother..."

"Hey..." An Qiaoya's eyes are full of stars, smiling happily, what a stubborn little P child, awkward little Zhengtai, really loving, wow Kaka...

An Shengwei watched his sister's thief's smile coldly.

"Sister Qiaoya, my mother also came to see you."

Xiaoli's soft shout came from outside the door. Just after finishing Xiao Zhengtai, An Qiaoya, who was in a good mood, immediately responded, "Xiao Li, Sister Du, come in."

With Anchoa's shouting, two women slowly walked into the inner room.

"Joa, your injury...ga!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly choked. Du Xiang, who raised his head, straightened his waist and looked at An Shengwei standing by the bedside, and the latter's face changed three times, from white to black to red, which was extremely wonderful.

A man and a woman looked at each other for more than two minutes. During this period, they didn't say a word, and both of them were motionless as if they had been spotted.

"Mom," Xiao Li pulled Du Xiang's sleeve uneasily and whispered. Mother, are you all right?

"No... It's okay, it's okay." As if to hide his thoughts, Du Xiang couldn't help but immediately withdraw his eyes, and squatted down and hugged Xiaoli tightly with An Shengwei on his back, as if he wanted to seek comfort.

Anchoya held her cheek with her unhurled hand, looked back and forth interestingly, and then fixed her eyes on her eldest brother.

Tut, did Du Xiang have a deep hatred with the eldest brother? Looking at the big brother's eyes, it was as if he was going to swallow people alive.

Looking at Du Xiang's dodging again, an idea suddenly flashed in An Qiaoya's mind. Is it possible? Is it... That thing?!