Chapter 292

Zhou ruo'an looked at him quietly, and there was a trace of cunning in his eyes.

She fingers micro motion, in the other side has not responded to the time quickly rushed past.

If we say that the initial movement is soft because we haven't trained for a long time, after a short time, Zhou ruo'an's hand has a clear and visible change.

Maybe it's because after seeing each other's pale appearance lying on the bed for a long time, Ling Tianwang didn't want to fight with her at all, and most of his actions were avoidance.

After trying several times, Zhou ruo'an's face sank down and his action stopped slowly.

"Are you trying to hold me back?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

Looking at her clearly filled with angry eyes, Ling Tianwang was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

"You just wake up, even if the injury on your arm is not completely healed, you have to force yourself like this." Ling Tianwang muttered in a low voice.

She did not answer, just stubborn looking at Ling Tianwang.

Patta, next to a dry branch hit the ground, there is a heavy sound.

Ling Tianwang finally let off steam, he clenched his fist. He took the initiative to move forward.

Looking at the fast approaching people, Zhou ruo'an didn't have any fear. On the contrary, his eyes were full of splendor and he just felt cheerful.

"I lost," Zhou ruo'an said with a smile as he looked at the other side's fingers in his neck.

Ling Tianwang gasped, some helpless complain, "now may go back to rest?"

Zhou ruo'an had a good fight, and the resentment of lying in bed for so long disappeared in the fight.

She nodded cleanly and got up first and walked back.

The scenery nearby is not what it looked like before I was in a coma. The green branches and leaves are mixed with tawny spots, and finally expand a little bit until they finally fall to the ground, ending its mission for a leaf.

"Time flies," Zhou said with emotion.

When Zhou ruo'an forced Ling Tianwang to feed himself every day, Song Ci also brought a small group of soldiers to the frontier he had never seen before.

Looking at the long yellow sand from a distance, Song Ci's face changed.

He clenched the reins in his hand and gritted his teeth, which continued to drive the horse forward.

Just like the coming of housekeeper Zhou, Song Ci, dressed in silk and brocade, got more intense attention than he did.

Those who grew up in this small city didn't know his identity and didn't have any fear. They followed Song Ci's back without scruple, and didn't feel that they had caused him any trouble.

"Mother, what's that brother wearing? How beautiful it looks! I want it, too! " There are children's clear voice, eyes full of envy.

But they won't get a satisfactory answer, they'll just get an impatient nag.

Listening to the voice from the side, Song Ci's uneasiness became more and more clear.

Recalling the purpose of his arrival, he reluctantly calmed down, turned and asked, "do you know where the Lord's mansion is?"

Song Ci's inquiry was answered by other people one after another. They even planned to lead Song Ci's way, hoping to send the other person to the mansion in person.

Song Ci's fingers holding the reins tightened a little, which made the horses restless, and the sound of the horse's hooves became chaotic.

After receiving Song Ci's eyes, the people behind him bravely stood up and stood in the way between him and the people.

"You all step back!" He tensed his face and yelled, "otherwise the horse will be shocked and kick you."

Although those people want to watch the fun, they don't want to spend their lives in it.

Hearing this warning, they quickly stepped back, and soon there was a huge space beside Song Ci.

Looking at the actions of those people, Song Ci was silent for a while, and some of them pressed down his draft which had been brewing for a long time.

"Barbarian land without enlightenment," Song Ci thought to himself.

"Let's go," he said quietly, leading the way.

The arrival of Song Ci has long been put on Ling Tianwang's desk, and even everything since he entered the city gate has been recorded, carefully placed on the desk, waiting for the master to read.

"Let's go, let's meet the arrival of the third prince," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice, subconsciously supporting Zhou ruo'an with his fingers.

Zhou ruo'an's body has been better for most of the time, and now he is still dressed as a man, walking side by side with Ling Tianwang, with a heroic look.

Even if the person next to her knows her daughter's identity, she still has to fall in love with her natural and unrestrained performance at this time.

"Why did the third prince come?" Ling Tianwang asked with a smile, holding Zhou ruo'an in his arm, stiffly stopped the other party's action of saluting.Zhou ruo'an had no hobby of tormenting himself. He hooked his lips and stood up straight.

In Song Ci's eyes, Ling Tianwang is dying now, and there is not a few days to struggle.

His eyes quickly across a touch of pleasure, the malicious heart clearly revealed, the whole person is very gloomy.

"Of course, there is something important," Song Ci said with a smile. His eyes turned around and finally fell on Zhou ruo'an.

He was stunned for a moment. When he finally realized the identity of the person in front of him, his eyes widened uncontrollably. He looked like a frightened roe deer.

"Zhou ruo'an?" He couldn't believe it. His facial features were a little ferocious because of too much change.

Zhou ruo'an stood quietly in front of him and said in a low voice, "it's just me."

Song Ci looked at the valiant person in front of her. For a moment, she couldn't imagine what she was wearing.

Because of this, he looked at Zhou ruo'an's eyes more and more hot.

Ling Tianwang's face sank down. He walked forward two steps quietly, blocking between Song Ci and Zhou ruo'an.

"You've come all the way, and you must be tired now. Why don't you go down and have a rest first," Ling Tianwang said expressionless, with a heavy face.

Until this time, Song Ci noticed his gaffe. His eyes flickered, forcing him to withdraw his exploring eyes.

"That's the trouble," he said, turning away without hesitation.

When Song Ci completely disappeared in front of him, Ling Tianwang's straight back relaxed slightly.