The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 41 The sick and spoiled courtiers, flirting online 3
After landing, Qi Cheng wanted to run away.

But helplessly, if there was anything strange about her, he would stare at her for a few seconds with those emotionless eyes.

You can't fight and you can't fight, you can't run and you can't run away.

Qi Cheng gradually became discouraged...

The man pulled out an exquisite white jade whistle from somewhere.

He hung the small jade whistle lightly on his lips, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Soon, a red horse came galloping.

The man's face was cold, he put away the jade whistle, and held Qi Cheng into his arms again.

With a strong figure, he led her onto the horse with one spin.

Qi Cheng's head was hooked low, her petite body nestled in front of the man's chest, and the whole person seemed to be huddled in his arms.

The hand of the man behind him was holding the rein tightly. His hand was slender and fair, but there were some scars suddenly.

After reaching a small, low house, the man tightened the reins.The horse raised its legs forward and lowered them again, making a "tapping" sound.

The horse stopped, and Qi Cheng was lifted off the horse by the man like a chicken cub.

"Your Excellency is back." The old woman in the room was full of wrinkles. She was carrying a pole on her shoulders, and she was carrying water back.

The man opened his lips lightly and squeezed Qi Cheng's wrist bone with his hand, "Nanny doesn't need to do this anymore."

Qi Cheng was slightly surprised, it turned out that his voice was so ugly, and after softening his voice, he spoke, also...

Strange nice to hear.

He let go of his hand, stared at Qi Cheng, and said to the old woman, "Take her to the west wing. From now on, she will stay here. Change her into dry clothes."

The old woman put down the shoulder pole she had picked up, and looked at Qi Cheng carefully with her cloudy eyes, "Young lady, just go with the old slave."

Qi Cheng nodded, her helpfulness made her almost squat down to pick up the pole.

The old woman took her to the west wing that the man said.

She sent Qi Cheng in with a smile, and locked the door from the outside with a kind face.

Qi Cheng with his hands on the door: ...?
On the other side, in the elegant study room

"My lord, Rong Cheng, a foolish gentleman, is stupid, but he has a lot of weight in his heart."

"If we can use her, we will definitely have an extra bargaining chip."

"Sir, Weisheng is telling you."

"As soon as you take off your mask, the little girl will not want to leave."

Bai Weisheng wore an elegant blue shirt, his hands were lightly closed, and his body was slightly bent. He looked like a young boy with white face, but when he spoke in a respectful voice, he occasionally smelled like a big stubble.

Seeing that the man showed no signs of anger, he approached him with a playful smile, and made an inch of it, "Although his behavior is not that of a gentleman, it is better than being simple. Manipulating a little girl's heart is as easy as pie."

No mistake, Bai Weisheng is so superficial!
No mistake, he just has great confidence in the appearance of adults.

Besides, my lord narrowly escaped death, why do you care about being a gentleman?Harmful!

The man's lips parted slightly, his eyes were deep.

"My lord, you are a beauty trick, you use it." Bai Weisheng continued cheerfully, devoting himself to his lobbying plan.

"If the rest of the military divisions were here, they would definitely have the same idea as me."

The man glanced at him lightly and slowly took off his mask, as if he were returning on a stormy night with a lot of murder behind him.

Under the mask, ferocious long scars spread from the center of the forehead to both sides.

His face was originally extremely handsome, but a sudden brown scar ruined everything.

Bai Weisheng took a step back, and subconsciously covered his chest with his hands. Where is he originally, an unbelievably good-looking adult?
He was full of fumes, terrified, and tried to calm down, "Ah... It's okay to use poor tricks. The adult first wins the sympathy of the little girl, and then shows the adult's cypress character. She will definitely be devoted to you."

On how to end when flattery hits the horse's feet.

The person involved cried and said: Don't ask, asking is just one word, panic!

The man put the mask back on, and lightly twirled the jade wrench on his left thumb...

　See you at eleven o'clock~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)