Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 255 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (21)

"Your Highness, the car has been repaired, and we are leaving now." Lingxing's voice sounded from outside the carriage.

The eerie atmosphere in the carriage was interrupted.

Bei'er knew that it would be difficult for Si Kongzhao to let go of the killing intent in his heart.

She can only take it step by step, she is not in a hurry and has plenty of time.

When they arrived at Yunwu Mountain, Bei'er helped Sikong Zhao, who had been silent all this time, get off the carriage, while Lingxing and the others were building a tent.

Because Yunwu Mountain is hundreds of miles away from Kyoto, it is not safe to drive late at night if you want to have some fun and go back. Even if you arrive in Kyoto, the city gate has been closed, and so many of them can’t get in, so the original plan was to Scheduled to go back the next day.

Bei'er and Sikong Zhao were sitting in a pavilion. On the stone table in the pavilion, refreshments had already been prepared by waiters.

The two sat there quietly facing each other without saying a word to each other.

The reason why Bei'er didn't speak was because Sikong Zhao hadn't promised to ask her to treat the cold poison until now.

And Sikong Zhao didn't speak because he didn't know what to say.

Bei'er was extremely irritable by the oppressive atmosphere, glanced slightly sideways at Sikong Zhao's beautiful face, saw his expressionless and arrogant look, slightly parted his lips, but still did not make a sound.

At this time.

Lingxing came over, bowed and said to Bei'er: "Your Highness, would you like to take a walk around with Mr. Sikong? The scenery of Yunwu Mountain is very nice, and there is a natural waterfall next to where we are now. The water quality is crystal clear, there are many fish and shrimps in the water, and I have prepared fishing rods for His Highness and Young Master Sikong to fish."

After hearing Lingxing's words, Bei'er also felt that he couldn't keep staring at Sikong Zhao, so he stood up and coughed lightly, and said to Sikong Zhao, "Would Zhao'er go fishing with me?"

Sikong Zhao raised his cold moon-like pupils, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his deep pupils looked at her. He didn't answer and asked instead, "Doesn't Your Highness feel bored with your subjects?"

Bei Er smacked her lips when she heard his words, not understanding what he meant by those words?
"Why does Zhao'er ask such a question?"

Sikongzhao raised his eyelids, and stared at her with dark eyes, the lazy and luxurious man said lightly, "I have been suffering from illnesses since I was a child, and I have never learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It’s different from a talented man, so don’t you think it’s boring and boring to be with your courtiers?”

Bei'er stood where he was, staring at Sikong Zhao with icy blue eyes, "I think Zhao'er has misunderstood, I don't care whether a man is talented or not." His tone paused, and he walked forward two steps gently, He stretched out his hand to pull Sikong Zhao up, hugged him in his arms, and continued with a gloomy look in his eyes, "The husband I want to marry must have the same heart with me, and we will be together forever. You need to worry, even if you don’t know those piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you are still very important in my heart, after all, my Zhao’er is so handsome, even if you are a piece of wood, I would like you.”

Sikong Zhao was imprisoned by her waist by her hands, his cold moon-like pupils darkened slightly, in order to prevent himself from falling, he stretched out his hand to grab her sleeve, and said slowly in a weak voice: "Your Highness, isn't it Want to go fishing?"

As soon as his words fell, a look of astonishment appeared on Bei'er's face.

Well, how did this person change so quickly?

Why were they discussing something boring just now, and suddenly it turned into going fishing?
It was the first time she had seen such an incomprehensible man.

Bei'er managed to maintain the smile on his face, "Well, fishing, let's go fishing, and Lingxing will go to prepare things."

After finishing speaking, she gently opened Sikong Zhao's slender waist, stretched out her hand and tried to pull out her sleeves, trying to stay away from this man who turned his face more than his book.

This man had been acting obediently before to make her let go of her vigilance, but at this moment her vigilance was raised again. Just now, he had leaked the slightest bit of murderous intent towards himself.

She is afraid.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Bei'er and Sikong Zhao arrived at the foot of a waterfall 500 meters away from the camp with a few attendants.

Beier raised his eyes, and saw the torrential water rushing down from the hundreds of feet of cliffs, the white water splashes rolling, splashing jade-like water drops, shining colorful brilliance under the sunshine, bursting out continuously. The continuous sound of spring thunder is majestic and majestic, bold and magnanimous.

All the water drops flowed into a deep lake, the water was crystal clear, and many fish and shrimps could be seen swimming in it.

"Unexpectedly, Yunwu Mountain has such a beautiful scenery." Bei'er looked at the scene in front of him, and the restlessness in his heart because of Si Kongzhao disappeared completely because of the scenery in front of him.

The corners of her lips curled into a beautiful arc, she turned her head and said to Sikong Zhao: "Let's go fishing."

Sikong Zhao looked at Bei'er with a picturesque smile in front of his eyes like the cold moon, and the unknown throbbing in his heart rose again, and he frowned slightly.

He didn't answer Bei'er's words, but took the baited fishing rod from the waiter, put it on the chair, and lightly threw the hook to start fishing.

Bei'er looked at him looking like he didn't want to manage his own money, his eyelids drooped slightly, his hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched, and he began to feel a little irritable again.

She took the fishing rod with a sigh of relief and started fishing without saying a word.

A gust of spring breeze blew, and Sikong Zhao coughed again, "cough, cough, cough."

The already pale face became even paler at this moment, and Xue Han who was following behind saw this situation, his face became icy cold.

He was about to speak when Xue Fei preempted him. He looked at Bei'er with a gentle expression, "Your Highness, you are the son's future wife. The reason why the son is showing his face to you now is not because the princess said that you went to the teacher's house." Regarding Fang Si's matter of looking for the oiran, you have to believe that since the young master is going to marry you, he won't pay you back."

When Bei'er heard this, he felt as if he had eaten Xiang.

Should she believe it?
Damn she wants to believe it.

But what kind of thing is this guy, doesn't Xue Fei know better than her?
In order to please his master, can he say such shameless words?
Then, Xue Fei's gentle voice added, "Young master just said that because he was jealous, but this is also the first time that young master has contact with a woman, so naturally he is not clear about his thoughts, so don't fight him coldly." Oh, look, my young master has started to cough again."

Xue Fei's voice was gentle and powerful.

Listening to his words, so calm and humble, people will unconsciously want to believe him.

I think what he said is right.

Maybe others will believe these words, but telling Bei'er, it won't work at all, on the contrary, it will make her more vigilant.

This master and servant formed a group to fool her, right?

(End of this chapter)