Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 22: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (2)

In the woods, several men in black who were crawling in the dark looked at each other.

After a long while, a sigh murmured for a long time:
"These three girls..."

“Tsk…hiss…”

The hoarse voice was too solemn, and the others couldn't help but frown, thinking that they had discovered something. They held their breath and waited for the person next to them to continue speaking -

"She is beautiful and kind-hearted..."

Several people:"……"

After a few muffled sounds, the figure who had spoken squatted in the snow at the back, covering his head with a bump, and drew circles in grievance.

The others turned their attention back to the carriage not far away.

By then, the red shadow had completely disappeared, and it was like a winding path in the vast white snow, with only the sound of white mist and horse hooves remaining.

In the woods, the leading man in black narrowed his eyes and very keenly discovered several figures following him.

Remembering the order from a certain master, he drew out his dagger neatly and said in a deep voice:
"Walk."

In just a moment, only a man-made circle was left on the spot, and the wind and snow gradually covered its traces.

……

How could Yuci not know of their existence?

There was a slightly cool air in the car, and white mist was floating from the teacup in front of me, lingering around my gentle eyebrows.

In the original novel, the original owner did not heed the advice on the letter and went to the capital.

From the border state to the capital, the mountains are high and the waters are long, with ice and snow all over the sky.

The original owner had actually been the victim of no less than five assassination attempts, but was protected throughout the entire process by the secret guards sent by Jing Yan and arrived safely at the Yu family in the capital.

Zhenzhen saved the original owner several times.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes calmly, her emotions unclear.

Xia Tao, who was standing by, changed the stove and put it back into her arms:
"Hold tight, girl, don't catch a cold."

The girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, smiled innocently and looked at her with pure eyes.

Yu Ci raised her eyes calmly, coughed lightly, put the stove back into the girl's arms, raised her hand to stop the figure in front of her from pushing her away, and smiled softly:
"Hold tight, don't get cold."

After all, he is a vampire, so he won’t be frozen to death even if he has a weak constitution.

But this little girl is just an ordinary human being, and she will die if you don't pay attention.

Not to mention that she has followed the original owner since she was a child and is loyal to him, so Yu Ci will naturally not treat her unfairly.

"girl……"

Xia Tao, who didn't know that the girl in front of her had changed, had tears in her eyes. She only thought that her girl was still so kind and gentle. She quickly put the stove back and said:
"Girl, the capital is not like the border states. The Prime Minister's request for you to return to the capital is definitely not a good thing. You can't be so soft-hearted and let others bully you!"

Yu Ci glanced at her dimly: "..."

Who bullies whom?
cough……

The girl at the side was still giving earnest advice, but Yu Ci lowered his eyes and listened quietly, with an attitude of being humble and eager to learn, and his pitiful look made the girl's worries rise several levels.

Her daughter is like a little white rabbit, won't she be eaten by those big tigers in the capital? ?

Through the gaps in the door curtain, the snow scene began to change slowly, the air was cold and the snow was flying everywhere, dazzling the eyes.

It is not easy to go out in such bad weather, but someone knows that the real difficulty has just begun.

……

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

In the magnificent palace, there were two vague figures, one black and one white, sitting or standing.

At the edge of the window, there stood a slender figure in white clothes, with black hair and a tall crown. He was extremely handsome, with light-colored eyes that were always gentle, and thin lips that were slightly raised, looking calmly at the white snow outside the window.

Holding a book with his hands behind his back, he is elegant in the fragrance of books and literature, immersing himself in the flavor of banished immortals and ink-stained charm, which is really eye-catching.

Yi Qingye leaned lazily on the dragon chair, half supporting his chin, his dark eyes looking at the man not far away who looked like he had walked out of a painting.

After a long while, he chuckled:
"Why, are you worried about the third daughter of the Yu family?" After a pause, Yi Qingye raised his lips and said, "A favor of a steamed bun... why not give her to you while the general of the Song family has not returned to the capital yet?"

The teasing could not be concealed in the hoarse and informal tone. Jing Yan lowered his eyes slightly to hide his expression, turned around and bowed, and slightly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand.

The smile on his lips was very faint, and he whispered: "I am terrified."

Yi Qingye raised his eyebrows, his inquiring eyes wandering over the man: "You don't want to?"

Jing Yan smiled gently and said without any hesitation: "I don't want to."

"Really don't want to?"

"I don't want to."

There was smoke curling up in the house, snow falling outside the window, and the air became colder.

……

Half a month passes in an instant.

After many twists and turns, the carriage arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital for less than half an hour, but it was still stopped in front of the closed gate.

The snow on the road was so thick that there was a pothole wherever you stepped on it, and there were almost no pedestrians on the street.

Xia Tao walked to the steps of the gate with difficulty, looked up at the old ladies above who were dressed in shabby clothes and had unfriendly faces, and bowed respectfully while inspecting them:

"Mothers, the third girl is here, why won't the door open?"

Hearing this, the old woman in the lead glanced at the somewhat shabby and dilapidated carriage with a fake smile, snorted coldly, and raised her voice:
"The third young lady has been resting in the border states for many years, and she may have forgotten the rules of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital."

"The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not open to just anyone!"

The contempt in the words was too obvious. Xia Tao frowned and said coldly:

"Could it be that you were blinded by something so filthy that you couldn't see that this was the carriage of the third daughter of the Prime Minister's family?"

The old woman sneered, and the people behind her also sneered.

She slowly patted the snow off her body and looked at Xia Tao coldly:

"She is really a stinky girl from a remote village, full of bad words."

After a pause, he looked at the carriage with a half-smile and raised his voice:

"Third Miss! It's snowing heavily in the middle of winter, and you're not feeling well. You'd better go through the side door as soon as possible!"

According to ancient etiquette, only concubines and illegitimate sons and daughters were allowed to enter and exit through the side door.

The dirty implication was clearly not concealed at all. Xia Tao was so angry that she was about to step forward to argue.

There was a slight cough from the carriage, and a fair little hand reached out and slowly opened the door curtain.

What caught my eye was a girl wearing a crimson cloak, with her black hair slightly tied up and her skin as white as snow.

The slender figure was completely shrouded in a thick cloak. The girl exhaled bursts of white mist and, with the help of Xia Tao, she got off the carriage and came to the front of the people.

The closer they got, the more astonishment and sense of crisis appeared in the lead old woman's turbid eyes.

Yuci held the stove in both hands and bowed slightly to the few people.

According to etiquette, she certainly didn't need to salute these people, but to a certain extent...

She also has to take the original owner's wishes into consideration.

The girl's behavior was elegant and calm, almost perfect, and there was nothing wrong with her every frown and smile. She didn't look like a girl that could be raised in a poor place.

The unwilling old woman narrowed her eyes.

Seeing two figures about to pass the crowd and head toward the gate, she stretched out her hand and tried to catch the red shadow:

"Snapped!--"

A crisp sound fell on the face of the old woman who flew out and fell to the ground, and a blush quickly spread.

This scene happened so quickly that the people on the stairs apparently did not react in time. They just stared blankly at the girl who lowered her eyes and wiped her hands.

(End of this chapter)