Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

The matter of the epidemic could not be delayed any longer, and they officially set off the next day.

Qiu Cimu and Mu Ciwan stayed in the carriage, and a group of guards walked outside. They didn't encounter anything until they reached Shangguan Road.

The only big thing is Autumn Resignation or Motion Sickness.

This is unreasonable. When he was a fox, he would be dizzy, but how could he become a human and still be carriage-sick? Back then, he was able to fight on the battlefield on horseback.

"My little servant, you can lean on it with peace of mind, it will only make you feel more uncomfortable when you sit up."

Mu Ciwan looked at someone who was stubbornly refusing to admit defeat and sat there with his back upright, and felt distressed. She hugged him from behind and put her chin on his right shoulder.

"I don't think it's uncomfortable." Qiu Cimu thought for a while with pale lips, and said this sentence.

No wonder it's not uncomfortable.

Mu Ciwan forced him to lean into her arms, and gently pressed Qiu Cimu's temples with her fingers to relieve his nausea: "Our positions seem to be reversed now."

Qiucimu glanced at her: "Don't bother you." He was a little irritable now, he was in a mess, and he was talking out of his head.

Mu Ciwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly apologized: "I was wrong, I'm happy, don't struggle, or you'll get a worse headache later, lean on it, I'll rub it for you, wasn't the little fox so obedient before? "

"Am I not good now?"

Qiu Cimu's eyes were a little watery, reddened due to motion sickness, his eyelids were a little heavy, and his brain felt stuffy.

"Hey, it's almost time, I like it the most."

Mu Ciwan followed what he said, fearing that he would not be able to prove it verbally, so he even planted a kiss on his forehead.

Qiu Cimu stopped talking, her ears turned red quietly, and she buried herself in Mu Ciwan's arms, allowing her to massage herself.

The throbbing and painful temples were effectively relieved, and he fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

After realizing that he was asleep, Mu Ciwan relaxed his movements, took a long time to withdraw his hand, and tapped on the tip of his nose along the way: "Why are you so stubborn, who is the best if you are not good?"

Qiu Cimu in his sleep seemed to hear the voice, and buried him in Mu Ciwan's arms again. Mu Ciwan's heart softened in an instant, he hugged him, and took a book from the side to read quietly. .

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Qiu Ci Mu was in a daze and only felt that someone was touching his face. Before his brain could react, his body had already reacted first.

I found a comfortable position and buried my head directly to prevent the other party from touching me, and then murmured, "Don't make trouble in the evening."

This sentence really had an unexpected effect, at least the messy hand was gone.

Mu Ciwan helplessly looked at the sleeping person in her arms, her cheeks were a little flushed from falling asleep, but her lips were still pale and she was unwilling to show her soft side just now. Hold it in your arms and don't let go.

"His Royal Highness, do you want to take a rest here?"

There was another question from the guards outside the carriage.

"Take a short rest, how long will it take to reach the station?"

"About another hour."

Wucheng is far away from the capital, even if they rushed there quickly, it would still take a day, not to mention that they used a horse-drawn carriage, and if they wanted to arrive the fastest, they would have to go tomorrow.

While thinking, Mu Ciwan's fingers tapped on the rafters of the carriage, and the person in his arms seemed to sense that she was in a bad mood, so he moved and said something.

Mu Ciwan didn't hear clearly, so he listened carefully again.

This time she heard clearly, what he said was: "Don't be angry, I'm here."

How can it be so cute.

Mu Ciwan thought to herself, she didn't want to wait at all to get married after finishing this matter.

When Qiu Cimu woke up, the carriage had already been parked for a stick of incense, and the guards brought some food over, and Mu Ciwan also woke up Qiu Cimu.

His brain was still dull, and he actually didn't sleep comfortably in the carriage, but there was a familiar aura around him, and his heart was at peace.

Rubbing his sore forehead, Mu Ciwan had already consciously pressed his temple: "Go down and take a walk, and you have to rest for a while, you have to go out and breathe some fresh air."

Qiu Ciwan's brain didn't want to think, so Mu Ciwan said what he said, and he was led by Mu Ciwan obediently and cleverly out of the carriage.

The guards noticed the relationship between the two of them, and they didn't dare to say anything. They each withdrew their eyes and were busy with their own affairs.

Until they saw Mu Ciwan handing something to the young master's lips, they couldn't help thinking: "This is not a servant, it's clearly a little lover, and I don't know who is serving whom."

Qiu Cimu didn't want to be served by Mu Ciwan like this, his drowsy brain has been well relieved, he dodged back, dodged Mu Ciwan's movements and glared at her by the way, took the pancake from her hand and went to himself Where to gnaw.

So many people are watching, what's going on with this person, isn't she ashamed?

The pancakes were extremely dry and tasteless. I opened and closed my mouth, and finally swallowed it. I just felt like chewing wax, and I ate more slowly and felt weaker.

The taste has been spoiled.

The guard next to him looked more and more strangely, but Mu Ciwan didn't feel this way at all. Now that the things were taken away, she changed her method and tried to wipe his mouth and face with a cotton cloth dampened with water. The movements were very gentle.

Qiu Cimu didn't check for a while, but was touched by Mu Ciwan, and his fingers grabbed her wrist, preventing her from moving further: "Eat well, don't move."

Mu Ciwan smiled and replied: "Okay, okay."

He changed hands and handed the water bag to Qiu Cimu.

Qiu Cimu became numb, so he knew that this person had bad intentions, he could even hear the gasping of the guards beside him.

After a short rest, after eating, I walked around again, not daring to go far, for fear of encountering something.

So it didn't take long to go back to the carriage.

Still groggy all the way, in view of Mu Ciwan's actions before, Qiu Cimu moved a little further away from her, and forbade her to move, until the carriage braked suddenly, Qiu Cimu's head moved forward, and was caught in time. Mu Ciwan pulled it into his arms, and if he was a step later, he might have fallen to the ground in an unsightly posture.

"Are you hurt?"

Words of concern rang in his ears.

Qiu Cimu shook his head, only then did he hear Mu Ciwan ask: "What's going on?"

In fact, there were already noisy voices outside, all kinds of voices, small and broken, vicissitudes and grief, the two looked at each other, and probably guessed who it was.

"Your Highness, it's a refugee, do you want to meet?"

"My lord, my lord, please save us and help us." Before Mu Ciwan could speak, the people outside seemed to have seized the opportunity and rushed to say.