Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 2326 Desert (28)

  Adelahu was in such pain that she was lying there listening to him mutter.

   chatter.

   Endless.

  He was so angry that he dropped everything around him, crackling.

   The commotion was so loud that people outside could hear it.

   He was supposed to be a face-saving person, but the pain was so painful that he was on the verge of collapse, so he couldn't care less.

   Even knowing that there will be people talking outside, I can't control it.

   Just like crazy, trying to make the pain go away and let him live.

  In the yurt, someone has already come out, wanting to inform the Great Khan.

  The second prince was unwell, and it was the people below who suffered.

  When the little princess was brought back by Adair Khan, she could hear the tossing as she passed his felt tent.

  Throwing things, witchcraft muttering, bells ringing, and that obviously weak moan.

  Various sounds mixed together, attracting the attention of passers-by.

   It's all discussed, and everyone is outspoken.

  The little princess got off her horse and followed Adair Khan closely.

   Soft fingers grabbed him and held his arm.

   next to him, still wearing his clothes.

   Walking together, they are like a couple made by nature.

  Inexplicably harmonious collocation.

  His Royal Highness the little princess went out for a trip, and when she came back, her cheeks were pink, and her eyes were clear and soft.

   Has been talking to Adair Khan.

   When she noticed the movement in the yurt, she looked over.

  There was too much movement there, she thought for a while, and then remembered the unlucky guy who had been forgotten by her long ago.

  That unlucky guy, without her spell to solve it, I'm afraid it will still hurt for a few nights.

  Sleepless and restless, it is also his retribution for molesting Pearl indiscriminately.

   She took a look, then, subconsciously, looked at Adair Khan.

  Want to see his reaction.

   It's just that the relationship between Adair Khan and him doesn't seem to be good.

  The movement was so loud, Adair Khan was still indifferent, as if he didn't hear it.

  She stopped in her footsteps, a little hesitant.

  But soon, he led him away.

   He didn't even put his eyes there.

  She followed, feeling the warmth of his palm.

   Warm, rough, dry, but thick.

  Holding, it feels very safe.

  It is reassuring.

   "Adel Khan...the second prince..."

  When she rolled her eyeballs, her expression changed quickly.

   It seems a little nervous.

  A look of embarrassment, feeling that he has done something wrong.

   With moist and clean eyes, she grabbed his hand and tugged.

   "Will he...will he get revenge on me..."

   Occasional weakness can arouse a man's desire to protect.

   Especially the weakness of beautiful women, even more so.

  She spoke softly, with a tremor in her voice.

  It seems to be scared, and it seems to be uneasy.

  In short, it is just being next to him, relying on him.

  Like a little cub with no sense of security.

   Very good at finding backers.

   Though probably just unintentional.

  Adel Khan glanced at her plainly, his eyes pale.

   There was no pity in his eyes.

  Beauty is of no use to him.

Always.

  He is very sensible, and seems to be able to see through her little thoughts straightforwardly.

   So, he wiped away the non-existent tears in the corners of her eyes.

   Cheeks are pink, lips are red, eyebrows and eyes are fair.

  The eyes are soft and bright, clean and bright, what is there to be afraid of?

  She is very bold.

  Cunning and bold, reckless and reckless.

  What a…

   Liar fine.

  A liar who tells a lie without writing a draft.

  (end of this chapter)