The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Jiang Weiyu said nothing, and waved his hand after a long while: "I got it."

The guard asked again: "Should we discuss this with His Highness the Second Highness..."

The voice didn't fall--

"Second brother has a disease in his legs. If he knew about this, he would definitely be frightened. Moreover, he is protected by experts. Even if he did encounter those horse bandits, they would probably be solved in a few seconds. Why bother him with this matter? What do you think?"

Jiang Weiyu had a smile on his face, but under the background of the firelight, the guard trembled for no reason in his heart. He immediately replied: "What His Highness said is that there is no need to talk to His Highness about such a trivial matter, not to mention that the Holy One has spoken word, this time Luoyan City ahead, whatever happens on the road will be decided by His Highness the Third Prince..."

When Jiang Weiyu heard this, a look of satisfaction suddenly appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to signal that he could retreat.

The guard turned and left.

Jiang Weiyu raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Weijing and his group on the opposite side to confirm that they were not paying attention to him, and then cast his dark eyes on the carriage where Qin Rumeng was.

Horse bandit...

This is truly a God-given opportunity.

The third prince's concubine was unfortunately abducted by horse bandits while accompanying the third prince on a trip, and her whereabouts are unknown...

Even if you get it back.

Who can tell whether she has been defiled by horse bandits?

The position of the prince and concubine can be given up naturally, and no one dares to say a word about Jiang Weiyu.

only……

Jiang Weiyu's peripheral vision glanced at Wu Feng aside, and his eyes dimmed.

Jiang Weijing's guards are too much of a hindrance.

late at night--

Except for the night guard, everyone was almost asleep.

Jiang Weiyu was sitting against a tree, looking very straight even when he was asleep.

the other side--

Wufeng had already hidden his figure at a high place.

A Yuan was nestled next to Jiang Weijing's wheelchair and had already fallen asleep.

Inside the carriage—

"save……!"

Su Manman opened her eyes suddenly, and a exclamation was stuck in her throat.

She opened her eyes wide in horror, confused for a moment by the unfamiliar environment in front of her.

Then he realized that he was currently in Jiang Weijing's carriage.

The moment her thoughts returned, she began to breathe heavily.

In her dream just now, she dreamed of the snake again.

But no one came to save her this time.

She could only watch helplessly as the poisonous snake opened its bloody mouth, exposed its sharp fangs, and bit her, but it couldn't make any sound!

Fortunately, it's just a dream...

After calming down for a while, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the sky outside, it was still dark, and just about to continue sleeping, I suddenly heard a "squeak" coming from the right side of the car curtain.

The voice was extremely small.

And the shortness makes people feel a little unreal.

But Qin Rumeng caught it.

She paused for a moment, then looked out the window.

After hesitating for a long time, he gently opened the car curtain.

Outside the curtain, Jiang Weijing was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed and seemed to have fallen asleep.

A Yuan fell asleep beside him.

The guards were a little further away.

Not seeing Wu Feng, Qin Rumeng was a little confused. He looked around and saw nothing unusual. He was about to lower the car curtain, but his eyes suddenly stopped.

Because she saw Jiang Weijing's hand.

Jiang Weijing's hands are very beautiful.

Perhaps because he has stayed at home as an adult, his skin is much whiter than that of ordinary men.

The knuckles are slender, the phalanges are distinct, and there is a pinpoint-sized mole at the end of the little finger of his left hand, which is extremely eye-catching on the fair skin.

But at this moment, those beautiful hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the wheelchair.

He exerted such force that all the blue veins on his arms were exposed.

Qin Rumeng was startled.

Looking at his face again, I realized that his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there seemed to be some beads of sweat on his forehead.

It's just because the skin is too white that it's not obvious.

What's up with him?

Why does it look like he is enduring some great pain?

He is sick?

Qin Rumeng subconsciously pursed her lips, hesitating due to the dark color.

He was holding back like this, obviously because he didn't want to be discovered...

But if the body is really unwell and has serious consequences, wouldn't he just ignore it?

She unconsciously raised her knuckles to the edge of the car window, wondering whether she should mind this "nosy matter."

Even if you just call a guard over, or wake up Eunuch Yuan...

After all, he saved himself so many times...

Thinking about it, Qin Rumeng opened her lips lightly, trying to call out to the sleeping A Yuan.

But at this moment-

I wonder if he felt her gaze.

Jiang Weijing suddenly opened his eyes!

The sharp eyes like knives suddenly crashed into Qin Rumeng's tangled eyes.

The former was calm and unfazed, but the latter suddenly panicked and subconsciously averted his eyes.

Then he didn't know what he thought of, and looked over again, then stretched out his hand and handed out a handkerchief, motioning for him to wipe his sweat.

The distance between the two is not too close, but it is not very far either.

As long as Jiang Weijing extends his hand, he can take the handkerchief.

Jiang Weijing did not move, but continued to look at Qin Rumeng coldly, his lips pursed tightly.

Qin Rumeng suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This time, he did not avert his eyes, but looked at Jiang Weiyu with slight confusion, as if asking him what was wrong.

Jiang Weijing closed his eyes again.

Just looking at his face, no one could tell there was anything unusual about him.

But as he opened and closed his eyes, his hands holding the armrest did not relax at all.

Knowing that he was rejecting her help, Qin Rumeng lowered his eyes and planned to take his hand back.

A gust of wind happened to blow by.

As soon as she loosened her fingertips, the handkerchief actually floated out!

It just happened to float to Jiang Weijing's hand!

The light dark-colored veil swept across his fingertips.

As if he was disturbed, he subconsciously opened his eyes again, but did not reach out to pick it up.

The veil fell on A Yuan's face.

"Well……"

He was not sleeping deeply, and the veil itched on his face. He immediately opened his eyes and then raised his head.

"Your Highness?"

Seeing Jiang Weijing's hand tightly holding the wheelchair, A Yuan sat upright instantly.

"Your Highness, but..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized something, turned to look at Qin Rumeng, then smiled with some concealment, and whispered: "It is already late at night, why is the third prince and concubine still awake?"

"I……"

Qin Rumeng opened her mouth and looked at Jiang Weijing. She realized that there were some things that she could not know, so she said softly: "My handkerchief accidentally fell out. Could you please give it back to me..."

As soon as A Yuan lowered his head, he saw the handkerchief on the ground. He quickly picked it up with his sleeve, then turned around and handed it to Qin Rumeng.

"Thank you."

Qin Rumeng thanked him, took one last look at Jiang Weijing, and lowered the car curtain.

No one was curious, but her handkerchief fell out of the car.

Soon-

There was a small sound of a wheelchair being pushed outside.

Through the gap, Qin Rumeng saw A Yuan pushing Jiang Weijing behind the bushes not far away.