The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

Under the bright candlelight, the woman's face is delicate and picturesque, with eyes as bright as stars, a straight nose, and rosy lips, as clear as autumn water and as delicate as spring flowers.

Her hair is black and shiny, smooth and elegant, flowing on her shoulders like a waterfall...

How could there be such a charming and soft woman?

The man's hand gently raised and fell on the woman's hair.

"Didn't you bring so many masters? Whoever dares to look, you will beat him until he dare not look..." The woman who was chatting incessantly closed her eyes when she found that the man's hand fell on her hair. He opened his mouth and asked nervously: "You...what do you want to do?"

"Xiang Ning, be obedient..."

Zuo Xiangning's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at the man in front of her whose voice suddenly became clear and soft, with a look of horror on her face.

On the day when his arm was injured, he also spoke to himself in this voice!

This voice had appeared in her dreams countless times, she was so familiar!

"You...who are you?" Zuo Xiangning frowned, staring at his face, and asked again: "Tell me, who are you?"

The man was looking at her too.

"Take off your mask!" Zuo Xiangning demanded with a sharp voice and a slight trembling of her body: "I asked you to take off your mask! I want to see who you are?"

"I said, anyone who has seen my face must marry me." The man's jaw tightened, "You still want to see it?"

Zuo Xiangning suspected that he was Ling Xiao.

But Marquis Zhongyuan had already seen Ling Xiao’s body, how could he still be there?

He took off his mask, it was not Ling Xiao, what should he do?

If he uses this excuse to get entangled with himself again.

This idea immediately gave her up.

"No!" Zuo Xiangning shook her head, took two steps back, stood firm on the table by the window, and whispered to herself: "How could you be him? How could he be willing to make me so sad? If he still How could you not come to me while you are still alive?"

Zuo Xiangning walked into the inner room with red eyes and a lonely expression.

The man looked at her back and pursed his thin lips.

The next day, when Zuo Xiangning woke up, she found herself alone in the room.

Her mind moved, could this man have left?

She hurriedly got up, ran to the door, opened the door, and saw the guard who had followed the car yesterday, looking at her by the door.

She retreated into the room again.

She simply pulled up her hair with a hairpin and heard the sound of the door opening from outside.

She poked her head around and saw the masked man walking in from the outside.

"The journey today is a bit long. Eat more in the morning." He asked someone to put the food on the table outside.

Zuo Xiangning sat down in silence and ate half a bowl of porridge.

The man gave her two dumplings and said, "Eat some more."

"I'm full." Zuo Xiangning stood up and said.

The man looked at her angry look and said nothing.

He packed up Zuo Xiangning's things and asked his guards to move them to the car.

Zuo Xiangning walked to the carriage and didn't even look at his outstretched hand. Instead, she held the door and got in the car.

She sat upright with her head slightly lowered, as if she had made up her mind and would no longer pay attention to the masked man's attitude.

The masked man sat on the side as if nothing had happened.

The carriage ran for more than two hours before stopping under a big tree.

The man lifted the curtains on both sides of the car window, looked at the listless woman, and asked, "Are you eating in the car, or are you getting off the car under the tree?"

"I'm not hungry." Zuo Xiangning leaned on the pillow and yawned, "You can get out of the car and eat. I want to sleep for a while."

The man got out of the car and took the cut meat jerky and pancakes into the car and placed them on the small table.

"You should eat less and then go to bed."

Zuo Xiangning covered her mouth and yawned again, "I'm really not hungry, so you don't have to worry about me."

She put a thin quilt on herself and closed her eyes comfortably. She could feel that the man sitting next to her was staring at her.

But she just didn't want to talk to him.

Not only did he imitate Ling Xiao in every move, but sometimes his voice was exactly the same as Ling Shuang's, and it seemed like he was doing it on purpose.

Not only does he want Ling Xiao's Wufutang, he may also want Ling Xiao's woman, which is really abominable.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The man walked up to her and reached out to touch her forehead.

Zuo Xiangning hurriedly raised her arm to block his hand, stared at him and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to see if you have a fever." The man said softly: "You have no way to go to the village or shop. If you get sick, you won't even be able to find a doctor."

"I told you, I'm not sick, I'm just sleepy." Zuo Xiangning closed her eyes again, "Please don't disturb me."

The man looked at the green color in her eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled the thin quilt up for her.

When his hand touched the quilt, the woman had already opened her eyes and looked at him. Seeing that he didn't do anything else, she gently closed her eyes again.

"Go to sleep." The man turned around and got out of the car and said to the people outside the car: "You guys go to rest under that tree over there and keep your voices down."

Zuo Xiangning opened her eyes and listened to what he said outside.

"Take that piece of dried meat and cook it in the pot for a while. When the color of the soup turns white, tell me... don't fan in this direction, the carriage is over here... fan in that way, let me know... The smoke is drifting that way..."

Zuo Xiangning listened to the man's rambling instructions for a long time and let out a sigh of relief.

Her Ling Xiao wouldn't waste so much time.

He speaks and acts neatly, unlike him who is so polished.

Not long after she fell asleep, the man got into the car with a bowl of broth that had been left to dry for a long time, and softly called her name, "Xiang Ning? Drink this bowl of soup."

Zuo Xiangning opened her eyes, stretched and said, "I'm not hungry."

"There are people outside now, don't force me to feed you." The man's voice was as low as a gnat.

Zuo Xiangning sat up, took the bowl, and finished the drink in two gulps, "Is there anything else?"

"What are you angry about?" The man took the bowl and asked someone to fill it with another bowl. "Do you really want to see what I look like?"

Zuo Xiangning shook her head, "I will never marry you, so you better not let me see it."

"I'll give you a chance now, do you want to see it?" the man asked.

Zuo Xiangning was a little timid. He was afraid that this man would really blackmail him.

"Since you don't want to watch, forget it." The man got off the carriage and shouted from the high ground outside: "Let's go!"

Zuo Xiangning lay back on the pillow again.

The carriage swayed into the evening, and it stopped when it got a little dark.

"We'll stay here tonight. Come down and do some exercise." The man called Zuo Xiangning from outside the car curtain.

Zuo Xiangning wanted to insist that she couldn't get out of the car, but her body didn't allow her to say that.

She wants to go to the toilet now.

Zuo Xiangning got off the carriage and looked at all the men. She couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Sit by the fire and keep warm." The man stepped forward to pull her arm, but she blocked it.

"I think..." Zuo Xiangning looked around, pointed in a direction and said, "I want to go there for a walk, is that okay?"

"Of course." The man hurriedly accompanied her in the direction she pointed.

Zuo Xiangning walked out for two hundred meters and couldn't hear the guards talking at all, so she said to the man: "Can you go back first and leave me alone?"

The man's eyes narrowed dangerously, "You still want to run?"