The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Xie Wanying almost gritted her silver teeth.

"You are the one who wants to follow me. I didn't force you. If you can't bear it, you can leave at any time!"

Hearing Wang Kang's sarcasm, Xie Wanying's heart suddenly felt sour. Apart from her status as the saint of the Supreme Church, she is also a woman!

However, Wang Kang has never had the slightest concern for her, not even a word of warmth...

Thinking about her self-declared status as a slave and servant girl, serving tea and water, doing laundry and sweeping the floor, even if she has other purposes, wouldn't it be possible to get a warm word in return?

Is his heart really that hard?

Thinking of this, Xie Wanying suddenly felt endless grievances welling up, and the depression of the past few days finally broke out...

At the moment, she is not a holy woman who is too religious.

Just an ordinary woman who has been greatly wronged.

Unconsciously, the beautiful eyes were covered with water mist, and she began to sob until the crystal tears kept dripping down...

she cried!

After all, a woman has a fragile side, crying pear blossoms with rain, arousing pity...

"Hey, why are you crying?"

Seeing this, Wang Kang was surprised and said: "You have changed your routine, let me tell you, I don't want to eat this..."

When Xie Wanying heard this, she cried even more sadly.

Women are made of water, it's true, tears are like rain falling on the beautiful face, and the makeup is crying...

"Are you serious?"

Wang Kang also found out, this doesn't seem to be an act.

"Stop talking now,"

Li Qingman rolled Wang Kang's eyes. As a woman, she probably could understand Xie Wanying a bit.

"That's how he talks, don't worry about it."

Li Qingman wiped Xie Wanying's tears with a handkerchief, and comforted her.

But Xie Wanying showed no sign of stopping at all, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances...

"Oh, don't cry."

Wang Kang is also speechless, why is the saint of the Supreme Master still so fragile?

He can accept anything else, but he hates seeing a woman cry...

"Time is very tight, I really can't stop, if you bear with it, it will be there in three or four days."

Wang Kang had no choice but to speak comforting words, but to no avail.

"How about I tell you a story?"

Wang Kang is really inexperienced in this aspect, so he simply remembered this.

Seeing the tragic situation of the refugees before, Wang Kang happened to think of a story.

Whether she wanted to listen or not, Wang Kang said, "Then let me tell you about a little match girl."

"It's very cold, snowing, and it's getting dark again. It's the last day of the year—New Year's Eve. In this cold and dark night, a cute little girl is walking barefoot in the street ..."

Wang Kang started telling stories and gradually attracted both women.

The little match girl has a very strong storytelling in itself, and it seems to echo the current situation, which is easy for people to substitute.

The story is not long, and Wang Kang finished it quickly, but he found that Xie Wanying's crying did not stop, and even Li Qingman cried...

"This little girl is really pitiful."

Li Qingman rubbed his red eye sockets.

Wang Kang was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that the fairy tales in his previous life could resonate like this.

"This story is bad, I'll change it,"

Wang Kang thought for a while and said, "Then let me tell you about the princess on the pea."

After a story was told, Xie Wanying finally stopped crying, but she still wanted to hear the story.

Li Qingman wanted to hear it too.

Along the way, Wang Kang told them various stories to relieve their boredom...

From Snow White, to the Emperor's New Clothes, to the Ugly Duckling... until he has nothing to say.

In the early morning of one day, a majestic city finally appeared in front of them!

The city is huge, and the city walls are also very high. There are mottled blood stains on it, and deep sword scratches, which record its tragic history...

On the tall city gate, there are two words carved in stone with a heavy feeling!

Feng An!

Because of the current situation, the guards of the city are quite tight. On the city wall, there are capable soldiers patrolling every few steps...

I could faintly see sharp arrows shining coldly protruding from it...

Wang Kang got off the carriage.

Also at this moment, behind him, from all directions, a person appeared.

These people were all dressed in black with solemn faces.

There are 70 people in total, and they are all hidden guards!

It was also the only one that Wang Kang carried, acting as his personal guard!

"Go, enter the city!"

Wang Kang walked towards the city gate like this.

At the gate of the city, people who entered and exited were checked very strictly. When Wang Kang approached, such a crowd could easily attract the attention of others.

And as a secret guard, that special temperament also makes others wary.