Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Feng Chengyu came.

The man with a stature of eight feet, although the squatting posture is quite elegant, is not very flexible. From time to time, he has to change the legs and feet that support the weight, probably because the bones are very prone to numbness.

Such a weaker physique than ordinary people shows that it is impossible for him to possess extraordinary internal strength.And ordinary people like him, how did he break through the fixed acupuncture point he sealed for him yesterday, and then leave the inn alone?

All kinds of doubts that could not be answered by himself emerged from his heart.

It is unlikely that he has help from outsiders. The doors and windows of the private room are locked, and no one can sneak in without waking him up.

So, what is going on?

As he speculated out of thin air, his thoughts were racing, but he felt something from his right hand hanging by his side, which turned out to be his water sac.

"Brother Yao, get your water bag ready."

Feng Chengyu returned the water bag to him, just in time to catch a glimpse of the almost ecstasy in his eyes.

There was an intriguing arc quietly curved around the bright red lips, which added a bit of contempt and treachery to his originally graceful and beautiful face.

After drinking and drinking, the group of refugee children bowed shyly to them, Feng Chengyu patted their heads with a smile, and watched them bounce away to the porridge stall.

He turned his head to the side and let out a long breath, feeling relieved: "Thanks to brother Yao for bringing water, let's save them first!"

Hanging the almost empty water bag back to his waist, Yao Qiyun lowered his eyes and did not respond, but the doubts that had been rolling in his mind just now gradually subsided.

With the corners of his lips slightly raised, Feng Chengyu asked casually, "Where is Brother Yao going?"

Although he still doesn't understand how this person unlocked the acupuncture points yesterday, but because of his good deeds today, his impression of him has changed slightly.

Yao Qiyun raised his eyelashes, those amber pupils were fixed on his face, reflecting his attentive listening.

After a while, he finally said slowly: "Offer the city."

"Dedicating the city..."

Holding his chin and repeating his words, Feng Chengyu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Brother Yao is going to Xiancheng?!"

Yao Qiyun nodded.

"It's really a rare fate between us, my family happens to be in Xiancheng!" Feng Chengyu couldn't hide the surprise in his tone, and Feng Chengyu smiled so that his eyebrows and eyes curled into crescent moons.

It was fine just now, why didn't you talk again?

Knowing that he was so cold-tempered, he had no choice but to take the initiative to invite him with a tentative heart: "I have already arranged the car and horses to go home, brother Yao, would you like to ride with me?"

Without making a sound immediately, Yao Qiyun just glanced at him, his face pale, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Recalling the walls they encountered when they first met, Feng Chengyu vaguely guessed that he would probably refuse, so he hurriedly approached him with a pure and harmless smile before anyone could speak:

"Besides, it's a long way from here to Xiancheng. Seeing that Brother Yao is alone, it's not a bad thing to have more than one person to take care of him. It's also a lot more convenient to have a horse-drawn carriage to take care of him. What do you think, Brother Yao?"

Yao Qiyun pondered.

Indeed, after lodging today, I have almost no money left...

She turned her head, looked at his expectant face, and said for a long time, "Okay."

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide excitedly, and Feng Chengyu's dark pupils were full of joy: "Then, please take care of Brother Yao along the way!"

He was born to be extremely beautiful, but after such a smile, the endless charm that bloomed in the corners of his brows and eyes in an instant was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Yao Qiyun only responded with a soft snort, didn't say anything more, turned around quickly and left, trying to find a quiet place to sit down at the Chengguan.

"Where is this going..."

Seeing Yao Qiyun walking away for no reason, Feng Chengyu hurriedly turned around and went forward, trying to grab the hem of his clothes. Seeing that his fingertips had already touched the sleeve hem embroidered with gold thread, he felt overjoyed, and his footsteps moved quickly. Then floated up.

"oops--"

One accidentally tripped over a stone, lost the balance of his body, and immediately fell straight forward. He was just trying to keep up with Yao Qiyun, but this was a good time, and he jumped directly on the person.

Feeling the body temperature suddenly coming from behind, Yao Qiyun's body stiffened instantly.

What caught my attention even more was that under the action of pulling just now, the collar of the meticulously dressed outer shirt was loosened from the right shoulder, along the shoulder, and slid all the way to the elbow.

Although there are still thin clothes inside, it still looks very inappropriate.

You don't need to look to know how ugly Yao Qiyun's face must be at the moment.

Fearing that he would make trouble for him, Feng Chengyu quickly shouted: "Unexpected accident!"

The hand that was holding onto the hem of the clothes was released, and he picked up the torn skirt and carefully pulled it upwards.In this way, the clothes and hats barely returned to their neat appearance before.

The remedy was successful!

"Huh—it was so scary, I almost fell down!"

The other hand took the opportunity to support his waist, and Feng Chengyu smiled brightly on his face buried on his back, but where was there a trace of fear in his tone?

Although it was careless, since the hugs have already been hugged, let's hug a few more, anyway, no one will lose a piece of meat!

He intentionally ignored the obvious displeasure in his hands, thought of a reason, and pretended to be miserable:

"Brother Yao, I'm sorry, I ran away for too long yesterday, my legs and feet are a little weak, I always feel that I can't use my strength..."

Yao Qiyun was hugged by him, resisting the urge to push him away with his hands, but there was a look of doubt on his face.

This man is so weak, and he is of the same sex as him, so there is no big problem in relying on support for the time being.

It's just that his nostrils are so close together, and what falls on his neck is all the lingering and warm breath between his breaths...

"Go away..." He reprimanded in a cold voice, but found that his voice was lower than usual, with a strange and hoarse feeling.

"All right……"

Feng Chengyu didn't seem to be aware of his strangeness, so he quickly let go of him, thinking about it, and moved his feet a few times, standing face to face with him, and blocking him, only then did he feel safer.

"The carriage should be almost at the gate of the city. If brother Yao gets separated from me later, I don't have martial arts, how can I find you? I think it's better for us to stay together first."

Suddenly being held by his arm, the corner of Yao Qiyun's mouth twitched uncontrollably. This young man is really...

"Brother Yao, please stay calm and wait here with me..."

Feng Chengyu didn't care about the changes on his face, seeing that he didn't resist too much, he let out a sigh of relief, and dragged him back and forth towards the city gate.

As soon as the two of them walked downstairs in Beicheng, they heard the sound of rumbling wheels from far and near.

Two jade-white Dawan horses, pulling an antique-decorated carriage, slowly approached from the continuous city road ahead.

The body with elegant lines is painted in dark brown, and the wood grain on it is extremely delicate. They are all made of wear-resistant brown silk iron willow, and are engraved with overlapping mandala flowers, which are quite luxuriant in this sunny day. Rutabaga in full bloom.

Not only does it look beautiful in appearance, but it is also hard in texture. Even if you travel thousands of miles, the wheels will not be damaged.

Such a carriage, even high-ranking officials from aristocratic families, was rarely able to ride.

There was unconcealable pride in his eyes, and Feng Chengyu quickly glanced at Yao Qiyun who was standing beside him, but saw that his face was still dull, without any sign of admiration, and felt a little shocked:

"This can be said to be the best carriage in my mansion in Los Angeles. What do you think, Brother Yao?"

Staring at the gorgeous carriage stopping in front of her eyes, Yao Qiyun thought about it seriously.

A moment later, under Feng Chengyu's expectant eyes, his lips moved, and he said three words softly: "It's too conspicuous."

As a man with many enemies in Los Angeles, Feng Chengyu was very easy to be followed and attacked on the way home in a carriage that was too ostentatious.

Feng Chengyu, who thought he would be praised, obviously didn't expect him to be worried about this.

He lowered his head and covered his forehead, really dumbfounded: "Brother Yao, you are there, they all have seen your kung fu, and they probably wouldn't dare to stop you halfway."

During the conversation, I saw the groom Luo Wuchen jumping off the half-foot-high platform of the cart, and immediately bowed to both of them respectfully after landing, and bowed his hands to salute:

"When I bought soft food boxes in the city just now, I was delayed for some time, and made the two young masters wait for a long time!"

Feng Chengyu nodded with a smile, and asked, "It's okay to wait, Gu Wushuang and those people didn't follow you when you left the mansion, did they?"

Luo Wuchen replied: "I didn't see the young master returning to the residence very late last night, so I vaguely sensed that something was wrong. So I withdrew the vehicle from the stable early while there was no one on the road while it was still dark."

"Your thoughts are so meticulous, it really makes people worry a lot!"

Feng Chengyu praised him a lot, but he still couldn't help turning his face to look at the gate of the city:

"It's not too late, it's better to leave quickly!"

Immediately answering "Yes", Luo Wuchen opened the car door and led the two into the car.

Step onto the carriage, hold the rein in your hand, and yell.

The two snow horses raised their front hooves, and the luxurious dark brown carriage rumbled away towards Beishan.

Half a month later...

In the spacious carriage, it looks like a small pavilion with the same quaint decoration, and the floor is covered with cool Zhiluo cushions.There are brown wood coffee table, futon, small soft bed, mud stove and so on.

However, under the transpiration of the vicious and hot sun outside the roof of the carriage, it exudes a stuffy breath.

Feng Chengyu was leaning on the side of the coffee table boredly, gently shaking a black fan by his hand.

There was a vermilion porcelain teapot in front of him, and he was slowly pouring emerald green tea leaves into it.

His lazy gaze fell to the soft edge opposite him involuntarily.

"Brother Yao..."

"Brother Yao seems to have been staring at me for a long time, what's wrong?"

"Although I'm not a woman, I'd be embarrassed to be looked at like this. After all, don't look at evil, don't look at evil!"

See no evil?