Female Knight and Male Princess

In the end, Lan Weiwei lifted her clothes up, but after Tyler turned around and put a strip of cloth on her eyes. Lan Weiwei lay on the bed, waiting for Taylor to help her remove the sawdust from the wound.

"Is this here?" Taylor's fingertips lightly swept across Lan Weiwei. With his naked back, because his eyes were blindfolded, he could only find the wounds based on memory and feelings.

Lan Weiwei's muffled voice came: "No, go up a bit."

"Well, here?"

"Go up a little bit."

"here?"

"No, it should be a little bit down!"

Lan Weiwei felt that blindfolding Taylor's eyes was a wrong decision, and she fumbled her back with her slightly cool fingers. Every time I touched that point lightly, and then left quickly.

This kind of bridge that feels around a person because of injury, shouldn't be too bloody, okay? Why on earth did I have a brainstorm and just get the sawdust out of it?

I don’t know that Taylor’s heart is also very tormented at this time. The girl’s skin is fine and smooth, with a slight fragrance. What scent is it? He tried his best to pull his thoughts elsewhere, so as not to pay attention to the touch under his fingertips. The temperature in the room seems to be getting higher and higher, otherwise, how can I feel that I am getting hotter and hotter.

After tossing for a long time, he took out the pieces of sawdust. After Taylor chanted the healing light magic, Lan Weiwei's wounds were all healed.

"Wow, it's amazing." The skin that had just been burnt quickly recovered, and the turtle Lan Weiwei couldn't help but start to sigh the exquisiteness of magic.

Taylor habitually came up with words to ridicule her, and when the words reached his lips, he swallowed silently: "It's not early, go to bed." There is only one bed in the room. Taylor put the two chairs together and planned to spend the night. .

"Huh? Don't you sleep on the bed?" Lan Weiwei was taken aback. Her Royal Highness Princess Taylor, the Turtle Star, could actually tolerate sleeping on a stool? She thought she was going to be driven from the bed by Tyler.

"For the sake of your injury, shut up and go to bed." Tyler's cold voice came.

The good girl Lan Weiwei felt a little sad: "In fact, we can squeeze, the bed is quite big."

Taylor couldn't help feeling suffocated, and only responded in a low voice: "Go to sleep."

This night, Lan Weiwei slept deeply and sweetly, and the extra person in the room had strangely no effect on her sleep. You know, it took Lan Weiwei a long time to get used to it when she lived in a dormitory.

By the time it was light, she opened her eyes sleepily, and Taylor was already neatly dressed. Both their skirts were torn, and the clothing store in the town had only the most common commoners. Tyler was wearing a pair of gray coarse cloth pants and a pair of rough-worked leather boots on his feet. With long golden hair tied back in his head, he suddenly changed from a delicate and elegant beautiful girl to a delicate and beautiful boy.

Lan Weiwei stared at Taylor in a daze: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh? Why is your chest flat?"

Taylor raised his forehead: "That's a fake."

"Then you still laugh at my little one!"

"I only remembered the rebuttal today about what happened yesterday. Are you a little too slow..."

Lan Weiwei didn't care about this. She thought she had finally won, and snorted from her nose: "Why do you want menswear?"

"The group of people will find it sooner or later. Rather than being discovered by them, it is better to remove the pretense. After all, no one would have thought that the saint would be a man." Taylor smiled maliciously, "They didn't see our looks. , I only knew that the saint and her maid ran away."

Speaking of the group of people who chased her, Lan Weiwei had a lingering fear: "Who are they?"

"Sent from the Murphy continent, if I'm not mistaken, it's probably from Earl Lowe." Seeing Lan Weiwei still want to continue to ask, Taylor raised his hand to stop her, "Don't talk nonsense, get up soon. Put on clothes, we have to hurry."

"...Turned around!"

"Who rarely looks at you!" Taylor turned around angrily, not knowing why, he felt his heart beating a little fast. Must be mad by that stupid woman!

Tyler also prepared a pair of coarse cloth pants for Lan Weiwei. Although the style was not beautiful, but thinking that he might be desperate in the future, it turned out that this kind of clothes was more suitable. When Lan Weiwei was ready, Taylor handed her another cloak.

Lan Weiwei asked while tying his cloak, "Will Orville and Vincent come and get along with us?"

"This time the people are a bit tricky. They are responsible for leading the enemy to the south." Seeing Lan Weiwei's face blank, Taylor could only patiently explain, "I contacted Orville this morning, and we went to Mount Yuta. , The two of them are responsible for attracting Earl Lowe’s people on the bright side."

"In other words, there are only two of us?"

"Yes."

"You won't use me as cannon fodder at critical moments... please, your highness, I don't know anything..."

Taylor took a deep breath: "If you don't take your paws away, believe it or not, I'll leave you here now."

Lan Weiwei narrowed her mouth and tremblingly lifted her hand from Taylor's lap. Heaven’s mother, it’s not that I don’t have dignity, but that I really know nothing. If you encounter an enemy, there are only two choices: being saved or dead!

"Don't worry, you won't be used as cannon fodder." Taylor's voice was flat.

"Really?" Lan Weiwei looked up in surprise, a good person!

"You are so stupid, and you won't last long after throwing it out, so keep it."

"..."

Heaven’s mother, those words about good people, let it go with the wind...

Only five minutes out of the town, Taylor took Lan Weiwei and turned on a path leading to the mountains.

Lan Weiwei was a little puzzled: "Well, aren't we going to Constantine? That should go northeast."

Taylor nodded: "Let's take another road, avoiding the chasing soldiers." He smiled, "The road is not smooth, but it is still possible to walk."

Half an hour later, Lan Weiwei understood the meaning of Tyler's words. After falling face down to the ground for the third time, Tyler who was walking in front stopped.

Lan Weiwei consciously got it wrong, and quickly got up from the ground: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I won't fall again, I must take a good look at the road!" There are no poisonous insects, birds and beasts on this road up the mountain. The only drawback is that there are too many branches and branches. In addition to the dim light, it is a **** on earth to Lan Weiwei, who is a waste of sports.

"Don't you hurt?"

"Eh?"

Taylor angrily threw the handkerchief to Lan Weiwei: "wipe your face."

Lan Weiwei wiped her face awkwardly, only to see Tyler tied the package containing dry food and water to her chest, squatting on the ground and beckoning to Lan Weiwei: "Come on."

"...What are you doing?"

"I am carrying you."

"Eh?!"

"Still want me to carry you?"

Lan Weiwei quickly climbed onto Taylor's back and lay down: "Uh, all right."

Taylor is thin, tall, but not strong at all. Now it’s going up the mountain. Taylor not only carries the package, but also carries the big living person Lan Weiwei on his back. You can imagine how heavy it is.

Lan Weiwei felt ashamed, and felt that she was useless for a while, and then felt that Taylor was actually a good person. He whispered for a long time, only to say thank you.

Tyler snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that you would delay your trip to carry you back. I have never seen you so stupid. Is there grass in your head?"

Lan Weiwei now feels sorry for him with all his heart, and agrees without a face and said: "Yes, yes, there is grass in my head."

"I will let you down when you get to the mountain. Don't expect this princess to carry you all the time."

"Yes, yes, you have worked hard, Your Highness."

"Not only stupid, but also fat, so heavy you want to crush me?"

Actually attacked the woman's death hole, absolutely can't bear it!

Lan Weiwei was furious: "Where am I getting fat, there is no meat on my arms, okay, take a look! Take a look!"

Taylor looked at Lan Weiwei's waist disgustingly, and then at his own waist: "Let's go where the meat grows."

"..."

Damn, the waist is thicker than a man's, I won't live QAQ...

Sure enough, as Tyler said, after going up the mountain, the road is much easier. Lan Weiwei rolled off Taylor's back numbly, with sweat on Taylor's forehead, and he panted violently. Resting, grabbed the kettle and took a few big mouthfuls. At this time, the sun was moving to the middle of the sky, under the dazzling brilliance, such Taylor appeared to be particularly real.

Lan Weiwei suddenly said, "Taylor, why are you a saint?"

Taylor was stunned, and Lan Weiwei was also taken aback by herself. This question has always been in her mind, but she thought it was Taylor's own business, so she never asked it.

The saint must have the lineage of the Leon family, but the Leon family has been inherited for a hundred years, how can it not find a girl to be a saint, and Taylor must pretend to be a woman. You know, from the moment Taylor was born, there were only princesses and no princes in the Ambrecht Empire. This is not only a big lie, but also a cruel distortion of Taylor's life.

Maybe the sun is too dazzling, maybe Taylor is so real and soft at this time. Lan Weiwei regretted it the moment she spoke, but since she asked, she could only look at Taylor and wait for his answer.

Unexpectedly, Tyler was not angry, nor did he act excessively. He just smiled: "God chose it."

This question was just exposed, but the journey after that was silent. Tyler didn't speak, Lan Weiwei followed behind him, complaining in her heart: Make your mouth quick and make you angry. If you don't ask anything wrong, you should ask this. The atmosphere was stagnant and embarrassing, but it was a pity that Lan Weiwei did not have the ability to be active.

The sky is getting dark gradually, and clouds are surging from all sides, covering the only little sunset that remains. Tyler took out the flint and steel from the package and put another torch. Life waste, Lan Weiwei slammed his hands and stood aside, realizing more deeply how useless she was.

"Just rest here for the night." They found a cave sheltered from the wind. Tyler started a fire in front of the cave, and the two ate the hard bread with clear water.

Lan Weiwei hesitated for a long time, but still mustered the courage to ask: "Did I make you angry? Taylor."

"No." Taylor's answer was calm and cold.

Isn't it angry? The correct answer should be "Someday you didn't make me angry stupid woman"!

Lan Weiwei lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask, you just didn't hear it."

Tyler looked at the frustrated Lan Weiwei, her small figure shrank into a ball. She lowered her head and her black hair fell to the ground, like a little squirrel trembling in the cold wind. Those frustrations disappeared instantly, it wasn't her fault. It's just that unintentional question prying his mind, knocking on his long dusty memory.

"I used to have a sister." Taylor's voice suddenly became stagnant.

Lan Weiwei raised her head, those red eyes did not look at her, staring at the beating flames for a moment, as if there was a tide surging in it.

Do you want to open your mind? Do you want to analyze your mind? Lan Weiwei held her breath and looked at Taylor seriously.

For a long time, Taylor sighed: "Do you think I want to open my mind?"

"Eh?"

"Do you want to analyze your mind?"

"Uh…"

"Don't dream anymore, wash and sleep. That's it, good night."

"..."

Heavenly mother, am I being fooled again? Yes, QAQ...