Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 287
In the room, the fire was blazing. Su Changqing glanced at her beside her, who was still sleeping peacefully, with only her arms exposed outside, so she tucked the quilt up for her.

He took the cloak that was hanging there, put on his clothes and went out.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth, and it was impossible to discern the way out.

The icicles under the eaves are thick with elders.

As winter comes, a snowmelt follows closely, catching up with the heavy snow in Northern Qi.

"Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter Sichuan right now, and this subordinate thinks it's better to go to southern Hunan." The people beside him suggested.

He raised his chin slightly, looked at the snow-covered green mountain, with a pensive expression between his brows, hesitant.

He is very clear about the current situation in Shonan.

In the past, he really wanted to contact the Xiangnan County King, but ever since the old County King died of illness, the eldest son inherited the throne, and those princes were fighting for power. exhausted.

But the tree wants to be quiet and the wind keeps on, and it is his own fate not to fight.Thinking about Prince Qi Xiao Zihong, complex regrets emerged in his heart.

I'm sorry Zihong, it's not that I didn't save you, but it's too late.

But if you go to Xiangnan County today, Qingqing's whereabouts will definitely be exposed. Xiangnan County has always had contacts with King Jin. If this is the case, King Jin will know her soon.

At this time, someone came to report, "A letter from Beijing."

Su Changqing's expression was slightly concentrated, he gathered the cloak on his shoulders, and took the letter.

He frowned slightly in thought, then walked along the corridor to the cabinet.

He dipped in the ink, stroked his sleeves and robes, and wrote in a flowing handwriting.

After finishing, he blew on it, waited for it to dry, folded it up, and then called someone in, "Duan Ming, this one is for Master Qin, and this one is for General Liu."

Duan Ming accepted the letter cautiously, knowing that this one was going to Beijing, and the other was going to the southwest border.

He responded cautiously, hesitated a little, and finally asked: "Master, since you can't stay here for a long time, why don't you make plans early?"

Su Changqing frowned slightly, stood with hands behind his back, raised his head to look at the gray snowy sky outside, and said lightly: "Go to Yunque Villa, we will set off in the day after tomorrow."

Although the road to Skylark Villa is not close, it is not difficult to walk.He has other plans.

Although he is no longer the master's apprentice, he has been friends with Wen Youqiao for several years, and Skylark Villa is a trustworthy place.

"Her heart disease is faintly attacking again, it's not good to run all the way."

When Ning woke up gently, the snow was still dancing.

She was wrapped in a thick light-colored fur, which made her look paler than snow. She stood in front of the door, steaming, looking at the white field, absent-minded for a long time.

Su Changqing felt that the figure couldn't help but made people feel distressed. He had tested her pulse just now and it was not good, so he blamed himself for a long time.

He shouldn't be running around with her, but who to entrust the girl to, he is not thoughtful at the moment.

At this time, Ning Qingwei looked at the empty snow field in a daze.

The air is so cold that the nose hurts, the snowflakes are falling on the face, and the eyelashes are a little stuck.

Everything in the past is like a net that cannot be escaped, and the head is wrapped around itself, and there is no way to escape.

Through the flying snowflakes, I seemed to see him and himself riding horses on the snowy field. At that time, his legs were lame. Later, I realized that it was just his trick.

I still remember the joy of him sweeping across the ice lake with his light kung fu, and the cup of tea he made for himself in the warm pavilion. He asked with a smile: When can I drink your plum tea boiled in snow water?
The memory is only bitter, she understands that everything is in vain, only a faint heartache remains.

Behind her, someone wrapped a dark red cloak around her, and she knew it was Master.

A warm voice came, "Qingqing, do you like the snow in Chudi?"

Seeing her shaking her head and saying nothing, he swallowed the words on his lips and only said something else.

"Girl, when the snow stops, we will hurry."

She turned her head and looked at Master in amazement. She was full of doubts, but seeing his gentleness and calmness, everything disappeared one by one.She knew that Master's decision was not wrong.

Today, the sun is fine, and the snow is so dazzling that people dare not open their eyes.

He heard the sound of the wheels rolling on the snow, and moved very slowly.

If this continues, it may take two more days.

She lifted the curtain and looked, and Su Changqing, who was riding a horse outside, was wrapped in a thick black cloak, and his gentle eyes turned sideways.

She said: "Master, if I can do it, why not just ride a horse like you."

He looked at her pale and thin face, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Don't you think we are just like this, so we can just see the snow scene?"

Su Changqing knew that her body couldn't withstand too many bumps.

Seeing that Qingqing had already returned to the car, his heart barely settled down, and he only hoped that the journey would go smoothly.

cliff mouth.

Duan Ming came to report: "Young master, it seems that an avalanche has passed ahead, and the intersection is blocked, so we have to turn around."

"Is there a way to pass nearby?"

"The people who sent out reported that there is a road close to the cliff, which can only pass horses and people, and the car may not be able to pass."

Su Changqing looked sideways at the car, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

He got off the horse, looked through the curtain, and at some point, Wei Qing had fallen asleep hugging the sable fur.

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He rubbed his eyes lightly, only to see the master got into the car at some point.

"Master, what time is it?"

"Shen Shi. The road ahead is blocked, let's stop for now."

"Oh." She nodded and handed him the gloves, "Master, warm your hands."

His tone was gentle, "I'm not cold." He reached out and held her hand, "Do you feel it?"

She stared at those bright eyes in surprise, her eyelashes fluttered, and her face was a little flushed from waking up.

With gentle eyes, he looked at the girl and smiled slightly, "I wear gloves while riding outside, so it's naturally hot. But you, just woke up, and your hands are like ice cubes."

At this time, a voice came from outside the car, "Master, I'm afraid that the landslide will be difficult to remove, and the subordinates found that it seems to be a man-made manipulation."

Su Changqing's complexion changed in the car, and he ordered, "Check the surrounding situation immediately, and be careful in ambush!"

If it is artificial, I am afraid that he has already fallen into a trap at this moment.

If there is a detour, there is a steep road. If you are ambushed in a desperate situation, the end is unimaginable.

"What happened?" Gently nervous.

"Put this on and stay with me." Su Changqing handed her the sable fur.

As soon as the two of them got out of the cart, before they got on their horses, they saw a group of people in white clothes suddenly appearing in the snow, all of them were covered with white cloth and held white knives.Apparently for better concealment in snowy weather.

Ning Weiqing only felt that this situation was very familiar.

Su Changqing got on the horse lightly and galloped forward, followed by his escort.

Right now, they have no way to escape, they can only force their way through.

At this time, Qingfeng Ma let out a long roar, but hesitated.This made Su Changqing vigilant.

He knew that there might be quite a few archers hiding in the surrounding cliffs.

These people were trying to take their own lives, but Qingqing was involved innocently.

Normally, it would be more than enough for him to escape alone, but he still needs to bring the girl to escape safely.

It must be broken, otherwise it will be a dead end.

Suddenly, a folded umbrella flew out of the wide sleeve robe, driven by the internal force of the fan, it spun around in the air, picking up countless snow dust, and it was impossible to see clearly for a while.

(End of this chapter)