The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 441 Your Highness, Do You Like Me (36)

Qiao Rong heard the words, thought about it, and thought it would be okay to buy one.

Anyway, she still has a lot left in her little coffers.

Thinking of this, she nodded and said, "Okay, then I..."

"Ah! Look! It's General Weiyuan!"

"Where is it! Oh my God! It's really the general!"

Suddenly there was a commotion at the door.

Qiao Rong was taken aback for a moment, and then was shocked.

Her mind went blank for a moment.

There was no time to think about why Cheng Anlan, who had returned to Beijing, suddenly appeared here. There was no time to think about clothes or gems. He just subconsciously wanted to find a hidden place to hide.

However, just as she took a step, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.

In the next second, Cheng Anlan's voice with unknown meaning rang in her ears.

"His Highness fled privately... just to find a woman for fun?"

As he spoke, he scanned the displays and furnishings in the store one by one.

When he saw the clothes in the shopkeeper's hand and the pearl hairpin in Qiao Rong's hand.

His eyes darkened suddenly, and the hand that was holding her tightened all of a sudden.

Qiao Rong suddenly felt the pain, and frowned uncontrollably: "...General, it hurts!"

Cheng Anlan glanced at her eyes that were so wronged that they were filled with tears, but there was no warmth in them, and her hand did not relax at all.

He directly raised his other hand, and mercilessly snatched the agate bead hairpin from her hand, and then sneered slightly: "Your Highness is not even afraid of death, but also afraid of pain?"

"..."

Qiao Rong paused when he heard that.

She lowered her eyes slightly, remained silent for a while, and then said softly: "I am afraid of death, so I want to run away."

Cheng Anlan grabbed her hand a little harder for an instant.

Qiao Rong didn't cry out for pain this time.

He just stood there quietly, letting him grab it.

Cheng Anlan stared at her for a while.

She didn't change her expression all the time.

The hand holding the pearl hairpin gradually began to tremble slightly, tightened continuously, and finally clenched into a fist.

It wasn't until the hairpin drew a bright red bloodstain on the palm of his hand that he threw it back on the table, and then walked out with Qiao Rong.

"That's up to Your Highness! Even if you don't want to today, you must follow me back to Beijing!"

……

……

Qiao Rong sat on the carriage.

Yes.

I don't know where Cheng Anlan found a carriage.

A coachman was also found.

As a result, her legs no longer have to experience the horrific torture like when they came here.

However, what she didn't expect was that Cheng Anlan, who was supposed to rush back to Beijing to report on his work, actually got into this slow carriage.

The rest of the army is also missing.

It is estimated that he is already on his way back to Beijing.

Qiao Rong didn't ask Cheng Anlan why he wasn't in a hurry, but just sat quietly in the car.

He gave her food and she ate.

He gave her water and she drank it.

He put her to sleep and she closed her eyes.

Very cute.

It's just that she was so obedient, but Cheng Anlan seemed even more dissatisfied.

He exuded a strong low air pressure all over his body, but he didn't say anything, just stared at her closely.

Qiao Rong met his cold gaze, paused for a second, then looked away again.

It landed on the wound in his palm.

"General, you are injured."

she said softly.

Cheng Anlan didn't speak, but just looked at her silently.

Qiao Rong lowered her eyes slightly, her voice was soft and waxy, but she said without emotion: "If the wound is not treated, it will be infected."

"..." Cheng Anlan said coldly, "Why are you so pretentious, Your Highness? Now that I'm dead, aren't you able to leave as you wish?"

　I want to hold a poll to select the king of brain supplements hhhh
　　
　
(End of this chapter)