Chapter 460
In the end, not all the men in black escaped. Only two or three of them left with injuries, and the others were lying on the ground.
Ji Yunqing looked at it in fear. When she thought of who were on the ground, she didn't dare to stand on the ground.
"My Lord, My Lord"
She climbed onto King Zhao's back tremblingly, not caring at all about enjoying his broad back and strong muscles, and her voice was obviously trembling.
"Please carry me on your back. I don't dare to look, let alone walk."
King Zhao did not agree, but he did not refuse either.
Not refusing means agreeing. In short, Ji Yunqing will not come down for the time being.
Concubine Liu seemed to have just come back to her senses and looked at the two people stacked like a pyramid. Since this person had not been dealt with, she quickly returned to her character of being jealous and doting on her concubine.
"Concubine Ji, the prince is carrying you on his back, what should I do?"
Ji Yunqing rested his head on King Zhao's shoulder, feeling the sense of security brought by King Zhao's high martial arts ability. Hearing this, he exclaimed "Ah?"
"Sister Liu, do you want to hug me too?"
She pursed her lips in embarrassment and said, "Let the prince carry me on his back. I'm sure you're scared too. What if you can't hold me?"
Who wants to hold you?
Concubine Liu looked unhappy. When she thought back, she always felt that Ji Yunqing had seen something.
"Forget it, you look really scared."
Concubine Liu took the lead and suggested: "Let's find a place to rest first."
"it is good"
Ji Yunqing had no objection at all.
Seeing Concubine Liu walking in front, she quickly lowered her head and quietly touched the man under her.
What exactly went wrong with this person?
Can she really see it with her mortal eyes?
There should be nothing wrong with his body. According to her observation, King Zhao was very agile. Even though he defeated more than a dozen people in one breath, he was still very steady while carrying her on his back.
After thinking for a while, she called out in a low voice while Concubine Liu was walking in front, "Prince?"
A nice male voice with the same low tone sounded: "Don't talk."
……
When it was almost dawn, the three people finally found a cave where they could temporarily stay.
Ji Yunqing turned back to the roadside, picked a few broad green leaves, put them on the ground and then sat down relaxedly.
"I'm so exhausted!"
Hearing her words, Concubine Liu couldn't help but look sideways.
She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you tired?"
It was King Zhao who started the fight, and she was carried on his back all the way. She even took a nap on his body during the journey. Why would she be so tired?
Not as good as Concubine Liu. At least Concubine Liu walked all the way steadily and took on the task of finding a place to stay.
Ji Yunqing's eyes were innocent: "I'm just very tired. You guys had an appointment, but I was implicated!"
At the end, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
At this point, Ji Yunqing seemed to be suddenly awakened: "Sister Liu, are you tired? If you are tired, take a rest quickly."
She said, her face full of concern.
He even stood up and moved to sit next to Concubine Liu, and put his arm around her shoulders without questioning: "I'll be your pillow, you should have a good sleep first."
After a whole night of tossing and turning, Concubine Liu was indeed very tired, but out of caution, she thought she could still hold on.
But when Ji Yunqing hugged her like this, the soothing fragrance from his body filled her nose, and fatigue suddenly surged into her heart.
She was drowsy, her eyes half closed, but she still insisted on asking: "What do you smell like? Why do you smell so good?"
"Is it really that fragrant? There are so many flowers in Shuiyunju where I live. Maybe it's because of the fragrance of the flowers. I was admiring the flowers under the moonlight last night..."
Before the other party could finish his words, Concubine Liu had fallen into a deep sleep.
After waking up, Concubine Liu felt refreshed.
She looked up and found that the sun was already at the zenith. "It's getting late."
"Where is the prince?"
Concubine Liu's heart tightened when she didn't see Prince Zhao. She reflexively touched the flute inside through her clothes.
I felt relieved when I found it was still there.
Ji Yunqing sat beside her, rubbing his arm that was numb from being pressed by her, and said lazily: "The prince is going to find something to eat."
She smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm hungry."
Concubine Liu moved her lips. When Ji Yunqing was tired, Prince Zhao carried him on his back. When Ji Yunqing was hungry, Prince Zhao went to find something to eat.
It seems that being a prince is not easy.
As if he understood her thoughts, Ji Yunqing had an incredible expression on her face: "Is the prince not going to leave, leaving me, a weak girl, to find food?"
Although she grew vegetables in the yard, she had no intention of competing for the title of heroine in farming literature.
Concubine Liu nodded: "You are right"
Ji Yunqing came over with a smile: "Sister, where do you think we should go next? Are we going back to the manor?"
We finally got King Zhao out, how could we go back so easily?
Concubine Liu glanced at Ji Yunqing and followed him out. In the end, someone would always be needed to announce the death.
“Not going back for now”
Ji Yunqing seemed to have forgotten the previous topic for a second and happily started talking about something else.
"I just looked, it looks like you can draw on this cave!"
She moved to the side of the cave, observed it carefully, then found a small stick and drew a line upwards.
Then she became happy and made a new discovery: "Sister Liu, this cave is really suitable for painting."
Her imagination was full of ideas: "I want to draw everything we encountered. Do you think that after hundreds of years, someone will see our story and kneel down to worship us?"
"Hmm..." Ji Yunqing raised his head and thought for a while, "Maybe they will call us Saint Son or Saint Daughter or something like that, it sounds more noble."
Holy Son and Holy Daughter?
Concubine Liu sneered, "How can you compare with her?"
Ji Yunqing soon changed his mind again: "I think the title of Saint Maiden is not worthy of me. I want to be the Lady of the Nine Heavens. It sounds very fairy-like. I will write this title next to my painting later!"
Concubine Liu: "..."
She was furious.
What's wrong with the title of Saint?
Concubine Liu was angry and Ji Yunqing had stopped talking.
She was painting on the wall with a small stick, her face serious. She would stop to think from time to time, and then continue painting.
Ji Yunqing's painting career did not stop until King Zhao returned.
It was summer, and there were many wild fruits in the wild, and King Zhao brought back quite a few.
Although the taste is not very good, I am not picky at this time.
Ji Yunqing ate two red wild fruits and frowned because of the sourness.
She simply stopped eating and asked King Zhao: "Your Majesty, where are we going later? I want to go back and eat, I don't want to eat this."
King Zhao remained silent.
Ji Yunqing asked Concubine Liu again: "Where are we going next?"
Concubine Liu also remained silent.
"Okay." Ji Yunqing clapped his hands and made a quick decision: "Since you have no objection, we will go back to the manor later."
Concubine Liu didn't expect her to say that. She wanted to keep it a secret and wait a little longer, but she had to say, "Let's not go back yet."
Ji Yunqing was surprised and asked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
If you don't say it and she doesn't say it, then it's my decision.