Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

Yang Hu glared at Li Jiang angrily, the cruelty in his eyes seemed to shoot her through.

But the girl's complexion didn't change at all.

He sneered: "Shen Jianghe really raised a good daughter!"

Li Jiang didn't say any more, just took Wan Tuchen's hand and walked out the door.

Yang Hu's imperial guards from Shangjingli rushed over when they knew what was going on here, and just wanted to stop Li Jiang, but Yang Hu stopped him.

"Let them go!"

Seeing this, the imperial guards had no choice but to retreat and make way.

Wan Tuchen stared closely at the back of the girl in front of her.

He could feel the temperature on his wrist, like the pancakes he had so hard to get in the snow when he was a child.

Although it is a charity, he is also grateful.

Because relying on those, he survived the entire severe cold.

Through the heavy armor, Li Jiang finally led the boy to break free from the clutches of the devil.

There was a cold wind.

There was no sound outside the Wuyun Pavilion, and occasionally a horse blew across the long night, making it even more difficult to conceal the bleakness.

"Miss." The young man called out in a low voice.

Li Jiang turned around.

She saw a smile in her usually dull and deep eyes, and a tiny light flashed, brighter than the stars and moon that could be seen far above her head.

The next second, a hoarse and joyful voice sounded: "Thank you miss for saving me tonight."

With beauty in front, Li Jiang rarely lost his mind.

After a while, he said: "I brought you out from Wanhualou, so I will naturally protect you."

She looked away and let go of the hand holding the boy's wrist.

As the temperature dissipated, Wan Tuchen stared deeply at his wrist for a few seconds before raising his head again.

The girl had already mounted her horse.

She stretched out her right hand, her eyebrows were slightly closed, and behind her was the lone moon hanging high.

The tone was firm but indifferent: "Come up."

Wan Chengchen's eyes fell on her palm.

It is smooth and tender, with a thin layer of powder, which is even more beautiful than the best rouge in the powder shop.

His eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and took a step back.

She said timidly: "Miss, this...is not in line with the rules, if people see it, it will damage your reputation."

"I don't care about that."

Li Jiang didn't take back his hand, but said again: "Come up."

This time, Wan Tuchen didn't refuse again.

He had no intention of refusing.

Sometimes deliberate prevarication is just a scheming to get caught.

The fierce horse galloped in the dark night, and the cold wind blew across his cheeks like a knife, but Wan Tuchen didn't feel cold.

Because this time, he is not alone.

After returning to the State Shepherd's Mansion, Li Jiang was immediately called to the front hall.

Shen Jianghe had already received the news that she was going to the Wuyun Pavilion, and when he saw her come back with Wanqi Chenchen, he almost fainted out of breath.

"You bastard, kneel down!" Shen Jianghe slammed the table down, glaring at Li Jiang angrily.

Even Shao Shi was taken aback by Shen Jianghe's anger, and the look in Li Jiang's eyes became more gloating.

Shen Li came out to reconcile: "Father, calm down, the second sister must have been confused by that attendant, that's why she did such a thing."

She looked at Li Jiang again, and said caringly: "Second sister, hurry up and get down on your knees first, and confess your mistake to father."

Li Jiang didn't move, and looked at them calmly: "I didn't do anything wrong, why did I kneel down?"

Hearing this, the anger that Shen Jianghe had finally suppressed came up again, and the cup in his hand was thrown directly, and landed on Li Jiang's feet.

"You caused me such a big trouble, and you still say that you did nothing wrong? Tomorrow, you will go to Wuyun Hall with me to plead guilty to Mr. Yang, and bring that humble attendant with you!"

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Still haven't made it through, I'm sunburned...