Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 279 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (46)

The next day.

At Maoshi, it was not yet dawn.

Bei Er woke up from his sleep, and when he sat up from the bed, he accidentally pulled his waist, and had to rub his sore waist with his hands, remembering how active someone was last night, his ice blue eyes Eyes become unusually bright.

Slightly looking sideways at Sikong Zhao who was lying on the inner side, his face sleeping peacefully, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up into a nice arc.

Raise the plain white fingertips, and draw out his eyebrows and eyes like Yuandai little by little. It has to be said that he is very loved by the Creator, and every part is carefully carved.

She fell in love with his soul-stirring and stunning beauty, and thinking of his passionate appearance yesterday, Bei Er felt that this was not the cruel and tyrannical Sikong Zhao that she was familiar with at all.

When the fingertips moved to the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eyes, Bei Er involuntarily lowered his head, and gently kissed it.

The moment she lowered her head, her usual beautiful hair fell on Sikong Zhao's snow-white face, perhaps the tip of the hair pierced his face, his red lips slightly pursed, and his beautiful eyebrows were also knit together,

Seeing his cute appearance, Bei'er suddenly felt extremely reluctant, as if tying him to his side and taking him with him to fight.

But she knew that since Sikong Zhao had decided not to go to the southeast coast with her, even if she tied him to the carriage forcefully at this moment, he would still leave.

So, he sighed softly in his heart.

After getting up, Bei'er came to the outer room without waking Sikong Zhao up.

The waiter helped Bei'er change into a silver-white armor, tied her long black hair with a red ribbon, took Ling Xing in her hand and handed her a silver gun gleaming with cold light, and walked out of the mansion gate.

When she saw Min Feiyue and Xu Yixuan standing at the door, she panicked.

At this moment, she was very lucky that Ling Xing didn't let Si Kongzhao wake up, otherwise he would be angry again with the appearance of a crowd of servants.

"Your Highness." Min Feiyue's cold and haughty eyes were filled with sadness when she saw Bei'er walking out wearing a silver-white armor and holding a silver gun in her hand.

Ever since Bei Er saw Min Feiyue, his eyes had been paying attention to his emotions, and he didn't miss the stinging sadness in his eyes.

She couldn't help but sighed in her heart.

This person probably saw her dressed like this, and remembered the original body when he promised him.

It's a pity that she is not the original body, she only has guilt for him, but no love.

"Well, why are Feiyue and Yixuan here? Haven't you already been notified that they don't want to send His Highness a farewell?" Bei'er gently raised his hand to let the two of them flatten out, with a gentle smile on his lips, he asked lightly.

Just as Min Feiyue slightly opened her lips, Xu Yixuan who was wearing a scarlet brocade dress took the lead.

I saw him walking lightly to Bei Er's side, his soft waist seemed to have no bones, and after a slight pause, he stuck the armor on her chest, and said in a delicate tone: "Your Highness, why are you going to fight? Didn't you tell Xuan'er? Do you know that when he heard the news that His Highness was going to go to war last night, he was worried all the time and didn't sleep well all night. Do you have dark circles under his eyes?"

Beier looked at Xu Yixuan who was weak and boneless and was sliding down little by little, so he had to throw the silver gun in his hand to Lingyue, and stretched out his arms to gently wrap around his too slender waist, "Xuan'er, my highness is going to go to war The reason why I didn't tell you about it was because I was afraid that you would be worried, I see that you have dark circles under your eyes, go back and rest early."

After supporting Xu Yixuan, he made him stand up straight, walked up to Min Feiyue, and said in an extremely serious tone: "Feiyue, you have always understood righteousness, virtuous and virtuous, and Mrs. Wang's body is a little weak, so I can't beat you. Taking care of the general affairs of the attached middle school, I will hand over the affairs of the mansion to you in the future, and my highness has already explained to the housekeeper that all expenses in the mansion will be allocated by you."

In fact, after she finished these words, there was one more sentence she didn't say.

After she came back from suppressing the bandits, she would definitely find some good women for them, marry them off, and prepare a dowry for them so that they would have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

Min Feiyue raised her eyes and looked into her ice blue eyes. There was no love for him in them, but only the trust and love among friends.

"Well, don't worry, Your Highness, Feiyue will definitely take good care of the residence of the Empress Dowager." She said softly in a gentle and deep voice.

Bei Er wanted to say something, but Ling Xing came over and said sharply beside her, "Your Highness, it's getting late, it's time to go."

She took the silver gun from Lingxing's hand, walked up to the silver-white horse, stroked the horse's neck with her hand, and said calmly, "Yinbai, old buddy, continue to fight on the battlefield with His Highness."

As soon as her words fell, the silver-white horse raised Chang's neck and roared towards the sky.

Bei'er smiled slightly, stepped on the stirrups, turned over handsomely, sat firmly on the saddle, and said in a sassy voice with a serious tone, "All will be obeying orders, and set off with His Highness."

The soldiers following the horse said in unison.

"Yes."

The soldiers and horses of 3000 soldiers, with neat footsteps and wearing armor, followed Bei'er, who was wearing silver-white armor in front, along Xuanwu Street.

At this moment, on the gray city wall, there was only a somewhat weakened figure, a man in a crescent-white brocade robe with oleander embroidered with silver thread, with a well-articulated and somewhat thin hand clenched together, and put On the edge of the bright red lips, he coughed lightly.

"Cough...cough..."

Looking at the silver-white figure that disappeared into the distance with those dark eyes like the cold moon, there was a touch of reluctance permeating from the heart.

He reached out his hand to cover his heart.

Hmm, it hurts a little bit.

"Cough...cough..."

Xue Fei, who was wearing blue clothes behind him, looked at his master who was coughing non-stop, and said with a distressed expression, "Master, the dew is heavy in the morning, which is not good for your health, go back."

Hearing Xue Fei's words, Sikong Zhao really understood at this time that she had really left, and no one would anxiously feel for his pulse, took out the elixir nervously, and handed it to his mouth. Feed him, and worry about asking him what's wrong.

After a while, the man in crescent white gave a faint "hmm".

Bei Er, who was on the silver-white steed, seemed to have sensed something in his heart.

She pulled the rein suddenly and stopped the horse.

She turned her head to look at the city wall far behind her, but after looking at it for a long time, there was nothing there.

Lingxing walked in front of her and asked softly, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Bei Er came back to his senses, sat up straight, pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and replied flatly, "It's nothing."

(End of this chapter)