This queen is not too curly

Chapter 122 I'm Running Out of Strength

Yan Yuan didn't quite understand what this "good" meant.

It can't mean that it hurts so badly, right?

But she didn't have time to think, because there was some itching feeling in her palm. It was Chen Lingchen's fingertips gently stroking her scar. The feeling was very subtle, a little itchy and a little weird.

Yan Yuan withdrew her hand stiffly: "I'm fine...it doesn't hurt anymore."

Chen Ling's palm dropped, but he was not annoyed, he just lowered his head quietly and docilely.

Yan Yuan was not used to this kind of Chu Lingchen, she coughed dryly and said, "It's getting late, this place is not safe, can Your Majesty summon the hidden guards?"

There is no need to talk about temptation now.

The hidden guards turned into bodyguards, enough to scare off the third-rate thugs here, they can go into Luan Yufang to investigate again in the dark.

Chen Lingchen didn't respond.

Not only did he not respond, but his eyelashes drooped, and a rare hesitant expression appeared on his indifferent face.

Yan Yuan: "?"

Chen Ling blinked heavily, and said in a low voice, "Not here."

Yan Yuan was startled: "What do you mean by not being there?"

Chen Ling said calmly: "Not here means not here."

Yan Yuan: "???"

Yan Yuan raised her head and looked at Chen Lingchen.

She hoped she had misunderstood.

Otherwise, it is not enough for the majestic king to leave the palace and enter the dangerous place alone. This kind of stupid thing happened once?

She is no longer Ning Bai, and she has no second life for him to squander.

Chen Ling sank under her gaze, and silently looked away.

Yan Yuan: ...

Yan Yuan: ...

He committed crimes in his previous life, and entered the palace in this life.

Yan Yuan took a breath, looked at Luan Yufang with hatred, turned around and left in the opposite direction.

Chen Ling stood still and looked at Yan Yuan's back, silently following her footsteps.

"Where to go?"

"Go down the mountain."

……

Yan Yuan has no strength left.

She had no other choice but to go down the mountain.

She knew that Chen Lingchen was right behind her, keeping a distance from her, just like a wolf following its prey.

Of course Yan Yuan was not the prey.

She stopped, turned around and waited for Chen Lingchen.

Chen Lingshen then slowly came to Yan Yuan's face, he leaned very close, looked down at Yan Yuan's forehead, his breath fell on the top of Yan Yuan's hair, his eyes were very quiet.

Yan Yuan frowned and said, "Did the saint come with a carriage?"

Chen Ling said lightly, "Yes."

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, finally the dog emperor brought good news.

Sure enough, there was a carriage parked at the foot of the mountain.

Yan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to climb into the carriage, but her body staggered and nearly fell down. In a panic, she grabbed the reins of the flatterer.

Chen Ling grasped Yan Yuan's wrist suddenly: "Are you... injured?"

Yan Yuan shook her head: "No."

Chen Ling said in a low voice, "Then why..."

Yan Yuan took a light breath: "I'm out of strength."

Two lanterns hung on the carriage, illuminating Yan Yuan's pale face.

Relying on Chen Lingchen's support, she panted for a while, then gathered her breath, stepped onto the carriage with difficulty, and then leaned on the window to breathe.After a while, she opened the curtain and slowly walked into the carriage.

Chen Ling looked at Yan Yuan in a daze, with a little confusion in his eyes.

It was just a simple step to get on the carriage, but she split it into several steps, and each step seemed to take all the strength of the whole body.

"move."

Yan Yuan's voice came from the carriage.

Chen Ling sank into the carriage, opened the curtain, and found that she was not sitting on the seat, but on the floor of the carriage, with her hands resting on the seat and her head resting on her arms.

Chen Lingchen: "You..."

Yan Yuan's muffled voice sounded: "I don't have the strength to drive anymore."

Chen Ling said in a low voice, "I'll come."

Yan Yuan said again: "First go to the city to find... a ready-to-wear shop that is still open... and then find an inn to stay."

Chen Ling said solemnly, "I'll take you to rest first."

Yan Yuan insisted: "Go to the tailor shop first."

Chen Ling looked at her weak appearance, was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Okay."

The carriage started slowly.

Yan Yuan was already groggy and wanted to fall asleep.

At this time, the benefits of sitting on the floor are reflected. She can completely relax her body without worrying about losing her balance, and her head can find a relatively comfortable position on the seat.

She slept all the way like this, and when she woke up, she felt that her strength had recovered a lot.

At this time, the night was already dark, and the carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of a clothing store. Chen Lingshen parked the carriage and opened the curtain. He wanted to help Yan Yuan get out of the car and enter the shop, but Yan Yuan gave him a strange look.

Chen Ling hesitated and said, "Didn't you want to come?"

Yan Yuan sighed: "I have blood on my body."

Chen Ling frowned deeply and said, "So what?"

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan really didn't have the strength to explain to him that her current identity was a murderer.

Even though she was a well-known teacher, before the government intervened, she still beat and murdered criminals who fled in fear of crime. As long as she was carrying this blood, she would be unable to do anything in the city. He still wanted her to go to the store to buy new clothes in a grand manner?

His temper of killing people without taking it seriously is really the arrogance of a superior.

Yan Yuan felt a headache.

She has a bad temper when she has a headache.

Before Yan Yuan got completely angry, Chen Ling said with a deep sense of current affairs: "Then what do you need? I'll buy it."

Yan Yuan said, "I'm wearing men's clothing."

Chen Ling was startled for a moment, and fixedly looked at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan pretended that he didn't hear clearly, and explained: "You just need to tell the shopkeeper that the clothes worn by a 15-year-old boy are fine."

Chen Lingshen still didn't move, and after a long time, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

……

Chen Ling got out of the car and went to the clothing store.

Yan Yuan took another light sleep in the car. When she woke up, the moon had already risen. She felt that her strength had recovered a lot. Although her body was still a little weak, her spirit was much better.

Yan Yuan couldn't believe it.

After all, she chased the robbers in the street two years ago, and she was almost exhausted. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she almost couldn't catch her breath, and finally managed to catch her breath after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But this time it was also exhausted, but the only feeling on his body was fatigue. After sleeping for two consecutive sleeps, he was not so uncomfortable anymore.

Did it pass safely this time?

Is it because of Luo Ziqiu's prescription, or is it the weeds from heaven?
Could it be a flashback?

Yan Yuan tried to stretch her fists and feet, but found that it was not an illusion, she had really recovered most of her strength.

Immediately, half of the suffocation in her chest disappeared. After all, without this generous boss, her old illness would not heal so quickly.

She wondered in her heart whether she should thank him, but her boss has not returned yet.

What happened?
Yan Yuan was worried, but she didn't dare to go into the store to look for it easily, so she could only lift the curtain of the car and stare anxiously at the door of the store.

It was getting late, most of the shops were closed, the street was deserted, and there was no one there.

Just as Yan Yuan was worried, two furtive figures suddenly came into her eyes.

Yan Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then looked intently.

The figures emerged from an alley not far away, and it could be seen that they were two women.

Each of them carried packages on their backs, covered their faces with gauze hats, and held a lantern in their hands. After they got out of the alley, they looked around for a long time, crossed the street, and got into the alley next to the clothing store.

Thief?
Yan Yuan narrowed her eyes and thought.

The two women didn't look like thieves either.

But if it wasn't for thieves, what would they do in the middle of the night?
A trace of curiosity rose in Yan Yuan's heart.

She opened the curtains and looked around, making sure that there was no one in the empty street, so she simply got out of the carriage and followed silently.

After the two women entered the alley, they didn't walk very far. Instead, they stopped by the small door in the backyard of the clothing store. After confirming that no one was following them several times, they carefully knocked on the small door.

There were only three knocks on the door.

The sound was exceptionally clear in the silence of the night.

I don't know which dog in the yard was startled, and the barking of dogs became one in an instant.

The two women trembled in fright and grabbed each other's hands in a panic. They were like two panicked rabbits, and they were about to run away in place.

At this moment, the small door opened.

A shrewd man came out from inside, stared at the woman and said, "Did you bring the goods?"

The women managed to stabilize their minds. They looked at each other, and then untied the package behind them, revealing the contents inside.

The man with a shrewd face led them into the yard and asked them to put the package on the ground, while he himself held up the lantern and checked the contents bit by bit, nodding while looking at it.

At that time, Yan Yuan had already climbed the tree.

She sat on a branch and looked down, and saw that the things in the package were some embroidery and some gold and silver jewelry. The number of things was not large, but there were various types, both finished and semi-finished.

The shrewd-faced man also seemed very satisfied, and gestured towards the women.

The woman turned pale with shock: "It's just such a small amount of money? How can this be possible?"

The shrewd man said: "Why not? This is already an extremely generous price!"

The woman was so angry that her shoulders trembled: "You...you are deceiving people too much. These things...these things are in terms of material and workmanship. Even if the price of these things is ten times your price, you will not lose money!"

The shrewd man sneered: "Ten times? Do you think you are still selling in Luan Yufang?"

The woman stiffened all over and took a step back.

Yan Yuan sat upright on the treetop, staring at the two women.

Are they the embroiderers of Luan Yu Fang?
In the courtyard, the shrewd man has already kicked the package away:

"Whether you like to sell or not, I'm not happy to do your business. What are these things you don't know? Are these goods from Mingdao? Someday the government will investigate them, and you guys are stolen goods!"

"If it wasn't for pity on you girls hiding here and there, living like rats in the gutter, do you think the Lord is willing to accept this little thing from you?"

"If you don't sell it sincerely, leave quickly, it's all bad luck at night!"

The shrewd face made a gesture to drive the girls out, his mung bean eyes were wide open, and he locked the two packages tightly in his corner of the eye and refused to let them go.

It's a pity that the night was too dark, and the two women were too flustered. They didn't notice the glint in his eyes at all. They were about to be kicked out of the house without getting any money. The older woman spoke first: "Okay, let's sell it at the price the shopkeeper said!"

The younger ones were unwilling to call out: "Sister!"

The older woman stopped her, gritted her teeth and said, "But we need cash."

The shrewd man finally showed a satisfied smile: "It's natural, remember, we have never seen it outside this door."

……

After the transaction was completed, the two women walked out of the courtyard in a slump.

The dogs in the alley are still barking, they have no intention to fear, only chaotic thoughts are left in their minds and they are still thinking about the future:

The selling price of those embroideries and the jewelry that everyone put together was much lower than expected. How long will the sisters be able to survive with just this amount of money?
They were so dazed that they didn't even notice a figure standing not far away.

"Two girls."

Yan Yuan tried her best to slow down her voice and opened her mouth.

The two women trembled, and the lantern in their hands illuminated Yan Yuan in front of her, as well as the mottled blood on her clothes.

The lantern fell to the ground, and the women screamed: "Help, help--I'm killing people!"

"..."

It took Yan Yuan a lot of effort to comfort the two women, and it took about half an hour to walk out of the alley.

Under the moonlit night, the carriage was still there, and Chen Lingchen was standing beside the carriage.

Uh, he finally bought his clothes?

Yan Yuan looked at him and thought.

Chen Lingchen seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes met Yan Yuan's.

The next moment, he rushed forward and grabbed her wrist: "You..."

His breath was short and his voice was hoarse.

Yan Yuan suddenly felt guilty: "I..."

I saw a suspicious woman just now, so I followed up to find out, and I got an unexpected surprise?
The reason was originally very simple, but when he saw Chen Ling's reddened eyes, he suddenly became unreasonable.

Yan Yuan could only whisper: "...my hand hurts."

(End of this chapter)