A team of several thousand people walked on a secluded path. The reason why they chose the path was because they had to avoid a lot of sight, and everyone knew that if they went to the south in a grand manner, they would be divided up by various forces before they reached the south.
"Prince, there is an inn in front of you, are you resting at the inn tonight?" Leng Yufeng came back on horseback from the front. They have been walking for three days, and they have spent the night in the mountains and forests for the past three days. Although they have nothing to do with each other, Leng Yufeng couldn't help but go to the front to check the prince's pale cheeks.
"There is an inn in this remote place. It seems that this inn is unusual!" Huan Moche's gentle smile was mixed with a hint of coldness, but he still looked at Shang Wuxin next to him. He knew that her choice was the most important thing. and beyond doubt.
Shang Wuxin glanced at Leng Yufeng with some doubts. In fact, it was the best choice for them to sleep in the forest at this time. She also believed that Leng Yufeng understood this matter very well, but why did Leng Yufeng do this? She didn't feel malicious.
"Can you be sure it's safe?" Shang Wuxin asked, she wouldn't ask about the danger, she knew that since Leng Yufeng said this, she had a certain degree of certainty. Although this man was indifferent and silent these days, he was very thoughtful.
Leng Yufeng glanced at the prince's exquisite and unparalleled face. He didn't dare to look at the prince too much these days, but the prince was attracted to him as if he had irresistible magic power. He couldn't sleep secretly in the dark night He opened his eyes and looked at the prince who was sleeping beside him. The night concealed the scorching heat in his eyes, but he couldn't resist the excessively jumping heartbeat.
"Okay!" Leng Yufeng assured that he wanted to say a few more words, but only two words came out of his mouth, but Huan Moche, who was standing beside him, could clearly feel the warmth in his friend's language. Mo Che frowned and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Shang Wuxin nodded, and Bo Shaolin took people to arrange accommodation first. After all, they were not just a few people, but a few thousand people. Even an inn couldn't stay there. Huan Moche looked at himself as if he was being ignored and said with a smile. "I'm afraid it will take seven or eight days to get to the south!"
"I'm afraid I'll be busy in the future!" Leng Yufeng sighed, but his tone was full of eagerness to try. After all, they walked fast in the past three days, but after passing this forest, they will come to the area of the bandits in the future. The journey will not be so easy.
Shang Wuxin drove the crowd to this remote inn. The inn looked dilapidated and only had a few rooms, but fortunately there was a courtyard where the soldiers could rest at night. Shang Wuxin took a look at the inn. The eyes are still bottomless, black and deep, like a secluded pool, without ripples.
Bo Shaolin had been waiting outside the inn early, and saw Shang Wuxin leaving and stepped forward, "Young Master!" Because all the other Shang Wuxin had already told him not to reveal his identity, but now Shang Wuxin glanced at the inn's shopkeeper and knew it at a glance.
"Oh, the special guest officer comes in quickly, hurry up! Little Er, hurry up and serve tea, the kitchen is already cooking!" The innkeeper was a middle-aged woman with a charming charm. She looked at everyone like she saw silver. As he spoke, he wanted to approach Shang Wuxin, but was stopped by Leng Yufeng and Huan Moche.
"Our son doesn't like to be approached, you just need to prepare the food!" Bo Shaolin looked at General Leng and Young Master Huan, who looked bad, and quickly ordered.
The shopkeeper smiled and laughed a few times, and then ordered the second child to serve him well. She went to the kitchen to urge the meal, and the second child also looked at everyone with a smile on his face, and kept bringing tea to the soldiers. water.
"Master, your room is ready!" said Bo Shaolin. Although he tried his best to find a good room, the inn is just like this. He also made people clean it before he felt that he could let the prince rest.
Shang Wuxin nodded, then glanced at Leng Yufeng and Huan Moche, and the three entered the prepared room together.
"Have you noticed it?" Shang Wuxin asked playfully. She wanted to wait so long, but she never thought that some people couldn't help it so quickly.
Huan Moche sat on Shang Wuxin's left and poured a glass of water for Shang Wuxin and carefully observed that there was nothing unusual in the water. It's all good!"
Huan Moche knew from the moment he entered this inn that the inn was not ordinary. Even if the shopkeeper pretended to be a greedy philistine, the light and vigilance that flashed in his eyes made Huan Moche understand in an instant, and the shopkeeper walked steadily when he left. It was the steps of a martial arts practitioner, and the way everyone in Xiao Er wiped the table or poured tea was too unfamiliar, and more importantly, Huan Moche found that those Xiao Er's tiger mouths all had thick calluses.
Shang Wuxin's eyes swept across Huan Moche, but he made Shang Wuxin a little surprised. She always knew that Huan Moche was not ordinary. Even if it seemed that he knew a noble boy who was well-loved in the capital, Shang Wuxin only knew this at this moment. Magic Moche is not only not simple, but also inscrutable.
Seeing that the prince's gaze finally rested on his body, Huan Moche suddenly held his breath. He wished that his gaze would stay for a while longer, but it was a pity that the prince's black and white eyes that were as clear as ice were in his own eyes. He paused for a moment and left.
"These people are not mountain bandits!" Leng Yufeng said affirmatively, but after thinking about it, he explained, "These people are well-trained and definitely not something that mountain bandits can achieve, and this is obviously aimed at us, and Mountain bandits will not know that we are sending food to the south!"
After Leng Yufeng finished speaking, Huan Moche and Leng Moche looked at the prince. They also wanted to know what the prince would do, and based on their thoughts, they knew that this time things would definitely not be so simple, but a breathless and cold breath The voice sounded, and there was a hint of malice that was not easy to detect.
"Go and let Bo Shaolin pay attention to tonight's meal. If he is drugged, tell him that he doesn't need to go back to the capital!" Shang Wuxin said with a half-smile, not having to go back to the capital means that if Bo Shaolin can't even do such a thing Good will be discarded directly.
Originally, Leng Yufeng should have done this, but Huan Moche rushed to do it. He used to disdain to mix things up in the court, but now he feels that he can only make the prince by mixing these things. Pay more attention to yourself.
"Tonight..." Shang Wuxin whispered, "It's interesting..."
Leng Yufeng looked at the prince who lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking about. He was wearing a white and black-edged brocade suit, with black hair like a waterfall, tied up with a hosta, and scattered behind him. Dan's lips are pink, his eyes are deep, his noble and extraordinary, with a hint of cold and bewitching breath, he is unparalleled and cold. Leng Yufeng is a little fascinated when he looks at it. He even imagines what it would be if the prince was not so cold and cold. So graceful.
"Huh?" Shang Wuxin suddenly raised his head to look close to Leng Yufeng, and stopped when he was still some distance away, "General Leng is not going to rest?"
Leng Yufeng took a few steps back in fright. He had never stepped back before, whether it was thousands of enemy soldiers or between life and death, but now, just because the prince was close to Leng Yufeng, he stepped back a little in fear. Step, for fear that the prince will discover his faint unbearable thoughts, and even more afraid that he will not be able to bear... As for what he can't bear, he doesn't know.
Leng Yufeng hurriedly walked out of the room without even saying hello. Shang Wuxin looked at Leng Yufeng who seemed to be frightened and felt helpless. Isn't he too scary to scare this heroic general into this...