The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

When they came out this time, Xiji only knew that the Night King and the others were going to a place about five days away from here. As for what they were going to do and why they were going, they didn't know anything, and he didn't dare to ask more.

Since getting into the carriage, Xiji has been obediently, silent, very well-behaved and sensible.

Different from the rapid march that Xiji imagined, the Night King and the others were very leisurely along the way, surrounded by their swaying carriage, and walked unhurriedly on horseback.

After walking for a day, I have left the bustling capital city and came to the suburbs.

Glancing at the sun that was about to set, the chief guard who had been following the Night King said to the leisurely Wang at home, "My lord, it's getting dark soon."

Hearing what he said, the Night King squinted at him and instructed, "Find a place to settle down."

"Yes." After receiving the order, the chief guard immediately took the forward, found an open place, and settled everyone down.

When the carriage stopped, Xiji knew that they were going to spend the night here, and he and Mo Shu didn't get out of the carriage until a guard came to invite them.

When I got off the carriage, I saw the accompanying soldiers carrying out their work in an orderly manner. Although some people were curious about his identity, they all glanced at him quickly and then hurriedly looked away, continuing to work on what they were doing. Work, dare not have the slightest slack.

Xiji and Mo Shu stood there, a little at a loss, and the guard who called them to get off the carriage just now disappeared.They're standing here, not knowing what to do.

When all parties are busy, there is only one person who seems to be very leisurely.

It was the Night King, who was sitting in front of the first pile of firewood, watching the flames quietly, with sharp edges and corners on the half of his face not covered by the mask.

Xiji thought, don't know what the whole face looks like under that mask?Maybe, it's not as scary as the rumors say.

As soon as Ye Wang raised his head, he saw Xiji who was staring at him blankly. The moment he saw himself looking at him, his original blankness turned into panic.It's like a frightened silly rabbit, looking around, but can't find the direction to hide.

Ye Wang looked at it, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, then raised his hand and waved towards him, signaling him to come over.

When seeing the Night King looking at him, Xiji felt a little annoyed that he shouldn't have been staring at him all the time, but now seeing him waving at him, he was even more at a loss.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but his reason told him that it was impossible.So, he suppressed the urge to run away, and moved towards the Night King step by step.God knows, how much he doesn't want to pass now!

Of course, the Night King could see Xiji's reluctance, his delicate face was full of inner thoughts, making it easy for people to know what he was thinking at a glance.

Originally, he thought that the little brother sent by the Xi family was no different from those well-trained playthings, but now it seems that there is something different.

When Xiji finally walked in front of the Night King, he saw that the Night King who had asked him to come over looked away again, did not speak, and had nothing to tell him, and he didn't even say what to do when he was asked to come over. One sentence.

Xiji couldn't help but wonder if he was a little self-indulgent just now. In fact, it was not him at all, but someone else who was called by the Night King, and he would be wrong and ran over eagerly.

Thinking of this, he felt so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, so he could only stand there dumbly.

It wasn't until a guard came over, set up a simple grill on the flames of the Night King, put on the chicken they didn't know where they caught it, and grilled it skillfully, the Night King looked up at him, "Will you do it?"

Siki: Huh?What are you doing?

Seeing Xiji looking at herself in a daze, a bit of stupidity appeared on that delicate face.Ye Wang felt that this little brother was probably a little silly.

Looking at this inexplicably pleasing face, Night King continued to say patiently, "Can you make roasted chicken?"

Hearing what he said, Xiji immediately understood what he wanted to do, nodded quickly, and then came to the guard and took over the roast chicken he was going to make.

The guard was a little strange at first, but then he glanced at the Night King quietly, and then at the little brother who rolled up his sleeves to reveal a pair of white arms, and went on knowingly.

Seeing that Xiji unceremoniously rolled up his sleeves, revealing the shiny arms that were still white in the twilight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Put down the sleeves."

When doing things, in order to prevent the wide sleeves from being stained, Xiji always rolled up the sleeves. At this time, he was shocked when he heard the displeasure in the Night King's voice.

Looking back, I saw Ye Wang pursing his lips tightly and looking at him with a bad expression. The timid man didn't dare to say anything at this time, so he could only mutter something crazy silently, and put his sleeve put it down.

The cuffs that were put down really hindered his movements, so he took out two ribbons from the small cloth bag he carried with him, and tied up the cuffs. Although it was a bit ugly, it was more practical.Especially after seeing that the Night King had no objection to his actions, he silently breathed a sigh of relief.

After realizing that the people around him would not judge him, Xiji turned his gaze to the chicken that was roasting in front of him.Looking at the dry chicken, after thinking about it, he still gave instructions to Mo Shu, who had been by his side all the time and was acting extremely quiet at this time.

Seeing that the little boy seemed to have received the imperial edict, he carefully glanced at the Night King sitting there, then quickly ran back to the carriage, brought back a bunch of small and exquisite bamboo tubes, and handed them to Xiji.

Xiji patted the boy's head as a reward, opened the bamboo tubes one by one, and spread the seasoning prepared inside on the chicken.After a while, the already ordinary chicken exuded a charming meaty aroma.

The already hungry soldiers involuntarily turned their eyes to the chicken following the scent.Looking at the grilled chicken that exudes oily, burnt aroma, he swallowed hard, and then took a hard bite of the dry food in his hand.

When he was away from home, only Wang could get this kind of treatment.

And Wang, who made them envious, rested his chin on his hands after Xiji took over the roast chicken, and stared deeply at the little brother who had become alive since he started cooking.

Looking at the soft and crispy roast chicken in front of him, Xiji felt a little proud. Fortunately, he prepared well this time and made a lot of seasonings, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a delicious roast chicken.

It's just that within 2 minutes after he finished his complacency, he thought of something, froze immediately, and somewhat dejectedly took off the roast chicken, wrapped it in clean leaves, and placed it in front of the Night King.

"King, please use it."

Ye Wang glanced at the roast chicken in front of him, and then at the little brother who was obviously reluctant to part with him but pretended not to care. If he hadn't been secretly looking at the roast chicken, and the obviously rolling up and down Throat, he probably believed it.

Putting the grilled chicken that was so hard-fought in front of the Night King, Xiji resisted the urge to ask for a bite, and was going to return to Mo Shu, and eat the dry food prepared by the guards together with him. Anyway, the prepared sauce is the same tasty.

He just took a step back when he saw the Night King in front of him pull out a sharp dagger from his waist, scaring Xiji to stop immediately, thinking dumbly, "Even if he didn't bake it well , there is no need to treat him like this, he can do it again according to the king's ideas."

Before he could react, there was a flash of cold light, and the roast chicken was divided into two halves, and one of them was handed to him.

Looking at the grilled chicken in front of him, Xiji glanced at the Night King in disbelief, a little confused.

"This is a reward for you." The Night King really didn't want to admit that he was touched by the little brother's pitiful eyes. It was obviously not something important, but he was still so reluctant.

Holding the half of the chicken that the Night King gave her, Xiji thanked happily, "Thank you, Wang."

He happily took the roast chicken back to Mo Shu's side and shared it with him. The roasted chicken was paired with the soft baked bread, it was like eating Peking duck, happy want to cry.

Hey, now he has been reduced to the point where he feels happy eating a roast chicken.

The Night King ate very fast, and finished his portion in two or three strokes. During this period, he looked at the two master and servant who were whispering there from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After eating a full meal, it was time to sleep.It wasn't until this time that Xiji raised a question. Except for the luxury carriage he was riding in during their trip, the remaining three carriages were loaded with some goods.

According to his observations, there is no such thing as a tent in this era, so when camping outside, one must either find a place that can shelter from the wind and rain, or sleep under the sky.

They were destined to spend the night here today, but he didn't think the noble Night King would sleep on the ground, the only possibility was to sleep in the car.

Xiji was very conflicted, he wanted to sleep in the car, because he didn't know if he could fall asleep on the ground, and with his fragile body, he might have a fever the next day after sleeping all night.

However, he sneaked a look at the Night King who was washing up, and he didn't think such a Night King would sleep on the ground.

Just when he was agonizing over whether he would be hacked by the Night King or thrown down if he went up with the ink book and occupied the carriage first.After washing, the Night King walked straight past him, and with a gust of wind, strode into the carriage.

Seeing this scene, Xiji was a little stunned, so where did he sleep?

Just when Xiji felt at a loss and didn't know what to do, the chief guard walked up to him and said in a deep voice to him, "Young master, it's time for you to get in the carriage and take care of the king."

Bai Shan looked at the eyes of the little brother in front of him who opened wide instantly, looking pitiful and helpless, and suddenly understood why his king would get close to such an unknown person, the appearance of this little brother really made people feel deeply itch.

Xiji was a little panicked, and even the thought of getting into the carriage to sleep was forgotten.Wang found out how good-looking his skin is, so do you want to sleep?But he wasn't mentally prepared yet, didn't he want to?

Xiji has done a long time of psychological construction for himself, but he still can't overcome the barrier in his heart, and even the chief guard around him is still urging him.

Seeing that he couldn't beat him, and couldn't run away, Xiji gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and walked towards the carriage with very heavy steps.At worst, treat it as being bitten by a dog, and tomorrow he will be a hero again.

It was only after he got into the carriage slowly that he realized that the originally spacious carriage had been furnished as a bed, and the king with sharp eyes was lying on it, sleeping under the quilt.

Xiji observed secretly for a long time, making sure that he had no sign of waking up, but he still didn't dare to go over, so he could only curl up in a corner aggrieved and dozed off.Maybe it was because the day's schedule was too tiring, and Xiji fell asleep in less than a while.

Until the sound of even breathing came from beside him, the man who had squeezed his eyes opened his eyes immediately, and looked at the little brother who was sleeping aggrievedly in the corner.He glanced at it and closed his eyes again.

Waking up early the next morning, Xiji, who was still a little dazed, found himself lying flat on the carriage, covered with a quilt, and there was no one else in the carriage except herself.

In the next few days, if he needed to sleep outside, the Night King would get into the carriage first, and then Xiji would go up and lean against the corner to sleep. When he woke up, he would find himself sleeping on his back.

So much so that Xiji became more courageous later, and lay down directly to sleep at a distance from the Night King, and even the fear of the Night King at the beginning dissipated a lot.

Until the breathing of the people around him became even, the sleeping young Night King slowly opened his eyes and turned to look at the sleeping brother.Looking at his calm face, he couldn't help but sneered.

How stupid, just like the stupid cat I saw when I was a child who remembers to eat but not to fight. It was obviously terribly scared at the beginning, and it started to depend on the person who gave it something to eat when it was given something to eat.

How could such an innocent little thing live for a long time in this era?

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The team marched for five days, and they should have arrived at the destination, but at this time they didn't know how much distance was left because of their procrastination.

Xiji has gradually gotten used to such a day, cooking for the Night King during the day, and casually accepting his rewards.At night, I sneaked into the carriage to sleep, and told myself that I must get up early the next day.

Just when he thought his days would go on like this until he reached his destination, he found himself being naive again.

The carriage was driving smoothly on the road, and at this time there were only Xiji and Mo Shu left in the carriage, and the Night King would not get in the carriage on weekdays unless necessary.

Xiji stroked Mo Shu's small brain, and said apologetically, "I've worked hard on you for the past few days, so I let you sleep outside."

Mo Shu shook his head, seemingly indifferent, "I don't mind, I still have the quilt given by the young master, it's not cold." He didn't dare to let him into the carriage!

While lamenting the sensibility of Moshu, Xiji thought that when cooking later, he should cook more, so that his share could be given to Moshu more.Although every time he gave something to Mo Shu, he always felt that there was something gloomy around him looking at him, which made his skin crawl.

But he searched around, and found nothing unusual each time, except for the Night King who was sitting not far away and eating quietly, there was no one else.Until now, he was wondering if he had messed with something he shouldn't have messed with.

Just when he was thinking about making something to eat today, he heard a commotion outside, followed by the neighing of horses, and the faint voice of someone talking, he was far away , it doesn't sound real.

"There is an ambush." ​​Someone yelled, and then gravel rolled down on the high ground above, and the unsuspecting people were immediately smashed to the ground, and they were turned on their backs in an instant.

Even the carriage that Xiji was riding in was affected. The horses pulling the carriage started to sprint around after being frightened. At a critical juncture, it was Sigi who pulled the quilt prepared on the carriage to protect himself and Mo Shu before the carriage hit. He protected the two of them as they approached the tree trunk.

When Mo Shu managed to get himself and Xiji out of the scrapped carriage, he heard a commotion from the surroundings, and someone shouted hoarsely: "Come on! Kill them, and the things will be ours." .”

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Xiji looked around, only to find that besides them, a group of people rushed out from nowhere, in rags and rags, with swords in their hands, slashing at them desperately. The guard who was thrown off immediately was cut before he could wake up, and blood spattered everywhere.

The Night King looked at the thugs who came out of nowhere, full of anger, raised the sharp sword in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Kill me!"

With his sound, the well-trained guards came back to their senses and replied loudly: "Yes."

After the chaos just now, no matter how desperate and vicious the visitors were, the situation still showed a one-sided trend in the face of these vicious guards.

The leader of the robbers originally thought that this was another caravan escorted by the martial artists, which was useless. They had already intercepted countless such teams, and every time they relied on their unexpected attacks and desperate strikes, Law, can always come back with a big victory.

Who would have thought that this time, he would be mistaken.Seeing that he couldn't beat it, he thought of retreating, so that the green hills would be left without worrying about no firewood.With just a glance, I saw the little brother hiding in the corner.

Seeing that little brother's exquisite face and terrified eyes, he suddenly became greedy.It's been a long time since he played with such a rich man. Although he is not a young lady, it is better than nothing.

Seeing the gangsters galloping towards him on horseback, Sigira turned around and ran away with his ink book. Just when he heard the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer to him, and felt desperate, he suddenly heard a sound coming from behind. scream.

Turning back subconsciously, the face was immediately splashed with warm liquid, and then the gangster's head rolled to the ground.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiji was so frightened that he sat upright on the ground.

Ye Lin frowned and looked at the little brother sitting on the ground. Seeing his frightened appearance, he got off his horse and walked towards him.

Xiji stared blankly at the Night King who had killed someone mercilessly just now, holding the knife that was still dripping blood, and walking towards him step by step.