Dressed as a peasant girl, she pampered the powerful villain

Instead of getting into the carriage, he respectfully said to the people in the carriage: "Miss Wang, the Ninth Young Master has been waiting for a long time and ordered me to lead the way."

After a while, a lazy voice came from the carriage: "Then it's time to work!"

Buwei's expression was indifferent: "This is Buwei's job, the girl is serious!"

Wang Shuyan's voice came from the carriage again: "Master Fei, I'll leave you to arrange the rest."

Feiying responded: "Don't worry, girl!" Then he put the reins in Buwei's hand and jumped out of the carriage.

Buwei shook the reins and drove the horse to lead the way.

Sergeant Liang looked at the direction in which the carriage was leaving, his eyes full of "Sure enough," which he couldn't understand.

Fei Ying thought of Zhao Qian's words. It seemed that Miss Wang's friendship with his master was indeed different. He thought that he had to report to his master about the young master first, but he never thought that they didn't think of him at all.

Unable to help it, Fei Ying felt a flash of disdain in his heart, how could people who do great things love their children?

Hey, it's not as good as Miss Wang, who never shows love on her face, how can she be like the master, who is so impatient!

Tsk tsk tsk!

Such a comparison, thinking of the careful care that Miss Tian Wang gave to the big guys, made Miss Wang's position in Fei Ying's heart a little deeper.

The girl is still attentive and knows how to take care of others.

Sure enough, rough men are rough men.

Fei Ying walked up to Sergeant Liang with a feeling of fear.

The carriage had not stopped after driving for a long time. Wang Shuyan opened the small window and took a look. The night was approaching. The tower was so deep that it seemed impossible to see the end. There were generals guarding both sides. Every time they reached a small arch, someone would check it. Give way respectfully after receiving the token.

Also, how small can a city tower that accommodates one hundred thousand generals be?

Wang Shuyan even suspected that this place might be equivalent to a small town.

They went round and round all the way, and because it was snowing, it was a bit colder than when they came all the way. Wang Shuyan closed the small window, shrank her neck, and tightened her fox fur. She was originally sitting, waiting. As she waited, the carriage wound around again, making her yawn repeatedly, and she became increasingly sleepy.

In the end, she couldn't hold it any longer, so she tilted her head, lay down on the couch and fell asleep.

About an hour later, the carriage stopped in a brightly lit small attic.

The generals guarding the attic saw a carriage coming this way. One of them turned around and went in to report. After a while, a man in a white fox fur came out quickly. His slender figure was as elegant as an immortal.

Without blinking an eye, he didn't expect that the Ninth Young Master would actually take off his armor and change into a pair of luxurious clothes.

Tsk tsk tsk, man!

Buwei pulled the reins and gently knocked on the compartment door twice, but received no response.

"Hush!" Zhang Jiulin came forward, his eyes signaling that he would not back down.

He had no choice but to get out of the carriage, his eyebrows lowered but he couldn't help but wonder, is the young master too concerned?

Zhang Jiulin called out from a compartment door: "Ayan?"

The clear voice was low, but the scream was lingering.

Standing in the wind and snow, Buwei felt numb all over his body, and felt that the sound of "Ayan" hurt his eyes and disturbed his ears.

Hey... Young Master screams so loudly! Not because my heart was racing wildly, I couldn't help but complain.

The people inside still didn't respond.

Zhang Jiulin's handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he gently opened the compartment door. At a glance, he saw a woman in fox fur sleeping on the wooden couch. Her whole face was wrapped in furry fox fur, and she looked innocent. Innocence is like a little fox or a little rabbit.

He looked at her funny and was considering whether to wake her up. Judging from Ayan's vigilance, he probably woke up at the slightest touch.

Zhang Jiulin was a little confused. It was rare to see such a well-behaved side of her, so he might as well let her sleep for a while.

With an idea in mind, Zhang Jiulin tiptoed onto the carriage with a non-shocked expression, and then closed the door tightly.

Not being shocked, he secretly cursed the young master: ...Beast!

The two generals guarding the attic looked at each other with expressions of something to eat.

It was very warm in the carriage. Zhang Jiulin used his peripheral vision to find the fire folder on the table and lit the small candle above his head.

The room is bright and yellow, and the outline of the car can be seen clearly.

Zhang Jiulin was tall and tall. He was sitting huddled on a small futon, with his hands on the small table and his chin on his head as he looked at the sleeping woman on the wooden floor.

Ayan seems to have lost weight.

Ayan seems to look good.

Has Ayan’s birthmark faded again?

Wait, Ayan...Wan's hairpin seems to be the one he gave me?

Zhang Jiulin moved forward slightly.

The woman's hairpin is hooked with an extremely exquisite apricot-colored plum blossom velvet, with a round red coral embedded in the plum blossom.

The man's smile gradually deepened, and his brows were filled with deep tenderness. mock up! Just know you like it!

Zhang Jiulin couldn't help but reached out and touched Wang Shuyan's loose bun.

This touch woke people up.

Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly opened, and her eyebrows were still a bit uncertain. Why was Zhang Jiulin still in her dream?

Thinking of this, she narrowed her eyes and planned to drive them away.

Make a quick decision and use your hands faster than your mouth!

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound in the carriage.

Buwei, who was about to become a statue, trembled all over. What is going on?

In the carriage, Zhang Jiulin looked at Wang Shuyan blankly.

Did she hit him again? He didn't do anything!

If he had known earlier, he would have done something.

Wang Shuyan was also stunned. Looking at Zhang Jiulin who had been slapped and was still in front of her, she realized that it was not a dream. Her expression flashed and panicked, and she quickly yelled at her hand: "Hey, why are you hitting someone?" Then she said The backhand was to hit myself, and the car made a crisp sound again.

The person outside the carriage frowned, and the curiosity in his heart became even more intense.

In the carriage, the embarrassment was deafening!

Wang Shuyan wanted to jump out of the car and run away for the first time.

Zhang Jiulin laughed angrily at her, saw her embarrassment in his eyes, and leaned into her ear and said proudly: "Humph, it turns out that you also have a guilty conscience sometimes."

Wang Shuyan stepped back and said, "You showed up without saying a word. You're lucky that I didn't throw you out."

Zhang Jiulin liked to see the domineering side of her the most. He glanced at the hairpin on her head and said softly: "Yes, it was me who was rude. Who told you... to make me worry about you?"

Wang Shuyan's familiar feeling of aversion to cold appeared again, and goosebumps appeared on the pores all over her body. She raised her foot to kick his calf reflexively, and said viciously: "Get out." The ending tone was unconsciously coquettish.

Zhang Jiulin looked at her uncomfortable look and smiled even deeper. He turned around and pushed open the compartment door, then walked down the small steps on the left to get off the carriage.

Buweimeng lowered his head. He really guessed that he was right. It turned out that the person who was beaten was the Ninth Young Master.

In the carriage, Wang Shuyan straightened her head and face, touched her hairpin with her hand, and looked stunned. She finally understood why Zhang Jiulin smiled so 'disgustingly' at him just now.

Haha, man!

As soon as Wang Shuyan stepped out of the carriage, Zhang Jiulin stretched out his hand towards her. The wind and snow fell on him, making him look even more pure and free.

This guy is so good-looking!

Wang Shuyan looked him up and down with a calm expression, then raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "Carry me."

Zhang Jiulin looked stunned.

If you don't do anything, you will be stunned. This Miss Wang takes herself too seriously.

The two generals guarding the attic stared at each other and thought to themselves: What a bold woman, so good at taking the top!

Wang Shuyan's lips curled up slightly and she looked at him rebelliously.

The wind and snow fell on her hairpin, and her appearance under the silver fox fur was even more beautiful than before. The heroic spirit between her brows made her delicate and arrogant. She was like a fox fairy in the mountains and wild forests. It was impossible to tell whether she wanted to guide the world or charm. worldly people.

Zhang Jiulin's eyes were deep, his lips curled up, he turned around and squatted down: "Come down."

Everyone was stunned, including Wang Shuyan.

She stared blankly at Zhang Jiulin, who really condescended to squat down, with a thoughtful look on his face. It seemed like her joke was too big!

but.

It’s not like she can’t afford it!

Wang Shuyan walked down the two steps and bent down to climb up his back. It was thick and powerful, not thin.

As soon as she got closer, Zhang Jiulin tightened his grip on her legs and supported her slightly, easily supporting her whole body on his back.

Wang Shuyan's hands were circling his neck, and the two people's bodies were close to each other, and they could both feel each other's warmth.

The two people's ears gradually became warm, neither of them spoke, and there was a smile that could not be hidden in their eyes.

Zhang Jiulin asked Buwei to place the carriage, and then walked towards the attic as if there was no one around.

Wherever they passed, the guards lowered their eyes consciously.

It was not until the dining hall in the middle of the attic that Zhang Jiulin put him down, turned around and looked at Wang Shuyan, who was pretending to be calm, and asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Wang Shuyan coughed and nodded: "Not bad."

Zhang Jiulin looked at her with an indescribable smile.

He stepped back as soon as he clicked, stood up, untied the fox fur, and asked someone to bring food.

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