Chapter 122 Like a King of Hell

Author: Jiji's Qiqi

King Yan was wearing black clothes and was sitting on the horse. Luo Wushuang got out of the sedan chair. I wonder if he had heard what the Empress Dowager said. Looking from behind, he actually felt that the back of King Yan was in the night, and he felt that the back of King Yan was a little lonely.

When Luo Wushuang thought of what the Empress Dowager said to him, he felt relieved and ran to Mu Junze with a very stingy manner, and greeted him with a smile: "Your Highness, Prince Yan, I've been waiting for a long time."

"No." Mu Junze caught a glimpse of her wearing a silk skirt, and couldn't help but frown and said unhappily: "Get on the horse!"

Luo Wushuang didn't want to chat with him either. He stepped on the kickstick on his left toe and had a beautiful curve on his right leg. He immediately looked elegant. Although he was wearing a skirt, he was not inferior to his heroic appearance at all.

Mu Junze's eyebrows slightly cleared, looked at Luo Wushuang and rode away. Luo Wushuang gently combed the mane on the horse's neck, then loosened the reins slightly and chased forward.

The two figures moved forward and behind in the dark night, always maintaining a fixed distance. Luo Wushuang's name was a white horse. Although it was the first time to cooperate, Luo Wushuang could feel its tame and cooperation, and was very happy.

After leaving Ziyang City, Luo Wushuang was already a little distracted, and he secretly prayed in his heart to find an inn as soon as possible to stay. What's amazing is that King Yan seemed to hear her prayer, and soon got off the horse in front of a country inn.

Luo Wushuang recited Amitabha and couldn't wait to follow him into the inn.

Mu Junze asked for two rooms, and the waiter took them to the second floor wing very attentively.

The two rooms were separated by a wall and were decorated in a simple manner. After Luo Wushuang put down his burden, he asked the waiter if there was anything to eat. The waiter shook his head and said that the whole thing was sold out today, the chef had already rested, and the food was about to wait for tomorrow morning. Luo Wushuang was a little disappointed, touching his hungry stomach, and it seemed that he could only bear it for one night.

Mu Junze said nothing and closed the door as soon as he entered the house. Luo Wushuang thought that he had seen through the empress dowager Xiaojiu and thought that he was just a spy buried beside him?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shivered and hurriedly closed the door, thinking that it would be fine if she didn't speak, and she was in peace.

The next morning, Luo Wushuang was woken up by a rough knock on the door. She thought something had happened, so she hurriedly got up. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mu Junze's back and walked towards the stairs.

"Yan..." Luo Wushuang felt something was wrong as soon as he spoke, so he quickly changed his words: "Young Master Yan, what happened?"

Mu Junze paused, and turned to see Luo Wushuang with his hair disheveled, standing at the door with a confused look on his face, with only a thin white bedclothes on his body. He felt unhappy for no reason: "Please respect yourself and wash up as soon as possible."

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Luo Wushuang was already a little angry. He was woken up early this morning and got up in a hurry. He was scolded for no reason. He was always unhappy. While changing the clothes, he cursed: "What King Yan, I look like the King of Hell, I'm just showing off my face all day long and making me respect myself? If you didn't slap the door so loudly, I would be so anxious to go out? Really!"

Although Luo Wushuang complained in her heart, she still packed herself up very neatly and went downstairs angrily. When she arrived at the lobby, she smelled the fragrance of soy milk and felt a little relieved. She looked around and saw that there were only a few people in the hall and did not see King Yan, so she ignored it. She ordered two bowls of soy milk and four fried dough sticks from the waiter, and then found a seat to sit down.

After eating a bite of hot soy milk, I ate a bite of fried dough sticks. The fragrance spread from my mouth to my stomach, which was extremely soft. Luo Wushuang ate a fried dough stick in three or two. When I picked up the soy milk to drink, I saw King Yan standing by the table, and I don’t know when it came.

Luo Wushuang was in a better mood and didn't want to make things boring, so she simply kept saying a word and ate on her own. Seeing this, Mu Junze turned dark and knocked on the table and said, "I've eaten it!"

"Ah?" Luo Wushuang reacted, thinking that he was urging him, and immediately accelerated the speed without any backbone. While swallowing the soy milk, she bit a piece of fried dough sticks. Her mouth was stuffed with bulging eyes, and she smiled vaguely: "I haven't eaten yet, wait for me!"

Mu Junze watched her quickly finish eating the second fried dough stick and picked up the third one. His face became complicated, embarrassed and surprised, and he was curious to explore. He originally thought that another soy milk fried dough stick was called for him, so he came over to remind him, but he didn't expect that it was not, but he really couldn't imagine that a girl as young as her could eat so many things, which was really... unbelievable.

Mu Junze turned his back, Luo Wushuang couldn't ask for anything, so he silenced his head and ate it. Mu Junze heard the squeaking sound of her mouth and the sound of drinking soy milk, and frowned again. He was taught since he was a child that he could not speak when eating, otherwise he would be fined not to eat his forehead for a day, because squeaking his lips is an act that only the bottom class would do.

As he listened, Mu Junze couldn't help but look back and saw that Luo Wushuang had finished all the food, and licked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction. He was tilting his head to meet his gaze, grinning and saying, "Okay, let's go!"

Mu Junze was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and walked out the door.

Luo Wushuang trotted and just arrived at the door of the horse house, he saw Mu Junze standing there with murderous aura on his face. Next to him were two limp horses, one black and one white.

"What's going on?" Luo Wushuang looked around and there were two other horses in the stable, both in the same situation.

A servant swears and checks the manger, and then curses: "Which god kills me? Put Croton in our stable?"

Luo Wushuang came forward and asked, "Brother, have you offended anyone in your store?"

The servant immediately denied: "Our store has been open for more than ten years. We never make grudges with others or compete with others for profits. We have always been diligent. How can we offend people?"

Luo Wushuang looked at Mu Junze and asked again: "Did there be other customers staying in the hotel yesterday? Are there anyone riding a horse today?"

The servant thought for a while and suddenly slapped his hands and said, "It must be that person. He came after you yesterday and left early this morning. I want to lead him. He said he wanted to go by himself, and gave me money, asking me to buy breakfast and pay the bill by the way, saying that he was in a hurry." The servant recalled and said, "But I have never seen him before. He was very ill. How could he offend him? I have to ask the shopkeeper." As he said that, he walked into the inner room.

Luo Wushuang hurriedly grabbed him: "Brother, what does that person look like? Where did he go?"

"That young man looks good and gentle." The servant thought for a while, and seemed to be unable to find any other words to describe it. He pointed to the road on the left: "I look like I'm going there."
Chapter completed!