Chapter 92： | 【92】

Song Yu opened the curtain and walked in, holding a fruit plate in his arms, and said with a smile: "Princess, the fruit brought by the mission is sweet. It is preserved with ice all the way and it is very fresh. Try it soon."

Lin Feilu glanced at the red mark on his wrist that was gradually disappearing, then brushed his sleeve to cover his wrist.

After a while, the car shook, and the convoy pulled out and continued to set off. Lin Feilu lay by the window and asked the guard leader: "Commander Chen, how long will it take to get to Lincheng from here?"

Chen Yao is the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard of the Song Dynasty. This time, his Majesty arranged for him to pick up his relatives. In the eyes of others, it was an overkill, but Chen Yao knew how important this job was. Hearing the princess's opening, she immediately replied respectfully: "If you travel quickly, you will be able to arrive, but the princess boat will be exhausted, the convoy will be slow, the sunset will camp and the sunrise will take about 20 days."

Lin Feilu: "..."

Ah, I miss the plane and the high-speed rail.

She sat back with an unhappy look.

Chen Yao heard the little princess muttering inside: "I have to sit for so long, and suddenly I don't want to marry."

Chen Yao: "..."

He swallowed, then turned his head and glanced at the guard following the princess Chaluan.

The guards who received the relatives this time were also selected from the Forbidden Army. The force value was very high, the discipline was strict, and there were a total of three hundred people. They were uniformly dressed in guard armor and followed behind them.

Chen Yaogang glanced twice, then met a long gaze, shaking with fright, quickly closed his gaze back, and honestly rode next to Cha Luan.

After a while, there was a sound of horses' hoofs unhurriedly chasing up, and Chen Yao looked back and immediately saluted.

The black-clothed man sitting on horseback waved his hand slightly and said quietly, "Go back."

Chen Yao nodded: "Yes."

He turned his horse's head and walked towards the three hundred imperial soldiers behind him, and the guards guarding the princess Chaluan were replaced.

After Lin Feilu finished eating the fruit, he lay down on the soft collapse and watched the travel notes that he took on the road to relieve his boredom for a while, thinking that he would have to walk on the road for 20 days, wailed, turned over and pressed the book on his face: " I really paid too much for Xiao Song!"

Just for a while, she has changed no less than ten positions, resting her head with her arms, lying on the collapsed like a salted fish, beeping listlessly: "Song Jinglan has no heart."

Song Yu said quickly: "Princess, you can't call your Majesty by name!"

Lin Feilu rolled around in the wide carriage: "Song Jinglan has changed—Song Jinglan was not like this before—isn’t Song Jinglan not loving me anymore? Does Song Jinglan have a dog in the harem? ——"

Song Yu paled with fright.

Someone suddenly laughed outside the car window.

Lin Feilu was taken aback for a moment, and a Ji Ling sat up, staring at the car window. Song Yu heard it too, and tentatively said, "Is it leader Chen?"

Lin Feilu didn't speak, but his heart beat a little fast. He climbed up to the car window with his hands and feet together, and suddenly opened the curtain.

It was still a tall black horse. The person on the horse's back was wearing a black shirt, and moire ink boots stepped on the stirrups. The edge of the hem had a dark red pattern, dangling in the air.

She tilted her head back, her eyes moved up a little bit, swept across her thin waist and abdomen, straight back, and finally landed on the smiling face.

He tilted his head slightly, looked down at the little head that came out of the window, his thin lips pointed a shallow arc.

Lin Feilu took a breath and sat back in a hurry.

The curtain fell by itself, blocking the view outside the window. Song Yu asked, "Princess, what's wrong?"

Lin Feilu said in horror: "Damn it."

After a while, the car shook to a halt. Lin Feilu couldn't help but straightened up, and the palace man who drove the car shouted: "Miss Songyu."

Song Yu thought she was looking for something, so he hurried out.

After a while, the car curtain was opened again, and Lin Feilu looked at the person who stooped and walked in, not knowing what expression to make for a while.

He sat down next to her in time, still smiling, but raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked her with some doubt: "Where have I changed?" After a pause, "What was I like before?"

Lin Feilu: "..."

She moved back silently.

As soon as she moved, he did not hurriedly follow. In the end, Lin Feilu was forced to the corner, really nowhere to move, he finally shook his head and laughed, raised his hand to touch her head, and said softly : "Princess, long time no see."

Lin Feilu held his breath for a long time before asking incredulously, "When did you come?"

Song Jinglan said, "I have been there."

Lin Feilu: "!"

She looked at him in astonishment: "You have been in the embassy?"

He nodded.

Lin Feilu really has a big groove in my heart, "Then you... Then why are you only appearing now?"

He smiled: "You and your fourth brother are getting along the last part of the journey. I can't disturb you."

Lin Feilu didn't know what to say for a while, so she looked at him fixedly. This was the first time they met after the night of their fifteenth birthday. After so many years, he seemed to have changed, and he didn't seem to have changed, so she didn't feel strange at all.

She was stunned for a while before asking: "Is this all right? Can you come with the mission?"

Song Jinglan pulled her somewhat cramped and didn't know where to put her hand and put it in her palm, gently kneading her fingertips, "I'm here to pick up my wife, what can't you do?"

Lin Feilu blushed.

Ahhhhh, Xiaomei has really changed! Become a good lover!

He turned his head slightly to see her blushing, and his eyes became more smiling.

Lin Feilu was ashamed for a while, suddenly thinking of something, his body became stiff, and even the palm he held in his hand sweated a little, looked at him a few times, and tentatively asked: "You have been there, then you... Then you just saw..."

She couldn't speak.

Song Jinglan answered if nothing had happened: "See Xi Xingjiang?"

Lin Feilu: "..."

really.

Song Jinglan smiled at her slightly: "Without my permission, how could he get into your frame?"

Lin Feilu was terrified by his smile, remembering this man's perverted possessiveness, and quickly explained: "We just said a few words and didn't do anything!"

"Yeah." He nodded, looking down at her soft fingers.

Lin Feilu was a little nervous: "You won't send someone to chase him down, right?"

Song Jinglan raised his head, and the corners of his lips smiled as if there was nothing: "I promised you that I won't break my promise."

As long as you don't marry him, I won't kill him.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to withdraw her hand to wipe off the sweat, but he did not let go. The slightly rough finger pads rubbed each of her knuckles finely, as if stroking a treasure, and finally wiped her gently. With the sweat in the palm of her hand, her fingers passed through her fingers and clasped her fingers.

But when he touched his hand, Lin Feilu was blushing.

She still can't adapt to the change of her new identity. Why is this person so experienced?

Thinking of this, Lin Feilu was not ashamed or blushed, and said angrily: "Let go!"

Song Jinglan raised her eyebrows, a smile on her face was a little helpless, but he still let go of her hand according to Yan.

Lin Feilu put his hands on his hips, chested out, and forced him to ask: "Say! How many beauties have you raised in your harem?!"

Then she saw Song Jinglan really think about it seriously, and then replied: "About six or seven."

Lin Feilu: "?????"

Okay, now she is really angry.

The princess is very angry, and the consequences are serious.

She turned her head and walked out.

Song Jinglan had to grab her wrist, smiled and asked helplessly: "Where is the principal going?"

Lin Feilu said blankly, "I won't marry."

Song Jinglan didn't speak, but only used the fingers of her wrist. The carriage was already swaying. Lin Feilu couldn't stand still. He pulled it like this, and immediately backed up a few steps, then staggered and sat down. To his lap.

He embraced her waist with his arms graciously and encircled her whole body in his arms.

This posture was too intimate, Lin Feilu was afraid of encountering certain places that shouldn't be touched, and didn't dare to struggle too much, so he could only turn his head away from him and snorted.

Song Jinglan laughed silently, raised her head slightly, and touched her chin with her lips.

Lin Feilu became even more angry, and turned his head to stare at him: "Don't kiss me stealthily!"

He always had a deep and innocent look in his eyes: "I accidentally ran into it."

Lin Feilu: "Ghosts believe you! Did you accidentally marry those six or seven beauties?!"

Song Jinglan pressed her into her arms, with her forehead pressed against her body, with a hint of laziness in her voice: "It was the queen mother who was elected to the palace. There is no right to hold the position, and I have never seen them."

Lin Feilu looked down at him, doubting: "Really?"

He smiled, and when he looked up, his thin lips kissed her on the chin, "I will never lie to the princess."

Lin Feilu put her hand over her chin: "You kiss me again!"

He smiled: "Well, it was intentional this time."

The roots of her ears were red again.

Lin Feilu felt that he might be finished.

A dignified green tea blushes as soon as you are kissed. You deserve to be called green tea? ? ?

She moved awkwardly, and after a while she muttered, "I don't like them."

Song Jinglan seemed to enjoy this posture very much. The arms that hugged her tightened tighter and tighter, and the tip of her nose was shallow and said, "Oh, all will die after returning to the palace."

Lin Feilu quickly said: "I didn't let you kill them, just drive them out of the palace!"

He stroked his finger from her waist to the vest, "Okay."

She felt a little itchy, she couldn't help shrinking inward, but she leaned closer to him. After thinking about it, she said, "You are not allowed to marry other beauties in the future, you know?"

He laughed: "I see."

After he finished speaking, she didn't believe it anymore, she lowered her head and asked suspiciously, "Really? As an emperor without three thousand beauties, wouldn't it be a pity for you?"

Song Jinglan finally raised her head, Shen You's eyes met her suspiciously, and a smile overflowed on her lips: "I only want you."

Lin Feilu choked and blushed again.

Song Jinglan squinted slightly, raised her hand to stroke her flushed face, and gently moved her thumb across her lips, her gentle voice was low and deep: "I only want you, and the princess can only marry me."

The trembling and blushing spread from her lips to her whole body, and she couldn't help avoiding his breathless sight.

Song Jinglan suddenly raised her hand to hold the back of her head, then stood up and kissed her crimson earlobe. When the soft and cold lips were pressed, Lin Feilu exploded directly in his skull, subconsciously trying to struggle, but he couldn't move when pressed, and closed his eyes tightly in shame.

After he kissed, he took another bite, warm breath sprayed all over her neck, and asked in a low voice, "You know?"

After a while, I heard the girl's stuttering voice: "Know... I know..."

Song Jinglan smiled contentedly.