C12 Chrysanthemum Blooming Mountain

The difference between a carriage and a cage was that the carriage had a door, but it was still unable to leave. For the next two days, Lyu Xiu accompanied Jing Xiaotong. After sitting in the carriage for so long, she felt like all the bones in her body were about to break down.

Jing Xiaotong felt that the Old Ancestor of the Yun Family was too lazy, and after setting foot on a whole new world, he used her surname as his country's name. The imperial city she resided in was too lazy to give its name, and she also used her own surname, which was completely uncreative.

Inside the carriage, Jing Xiaotong was lying lazily on the soft seat. One of her arms was behind her head and one of her legs was bent, while the other was resting on her leg.

"... Look at those chrysanthemums blooming all over the mountain

attesting to the vow we have made

Even if there was no edge, even if there was a connection between heaven and earth …

"I will definitely hold your hand …"

Jing Xiaotong couldn't sing very well because she was lying down.

"The chrysanthemums in the flowers are not as moving as you."

Your smile makes them wither in embarrassment

Your tenderness is tight

blossom the sweetness of love

"..."

Outside the carriage, Nan Mingcheng was riding on a jujube red horse. He was dressed in a white suit, giving him a handsome and graceful appearance.

He slowly walked by the side of the carriage, listening to the heart-wrenching music coming out from inside. There was no trace of happiness or sadness on his face, but his heart was filled with a faint sadness.

For some people, once they brushed past each other, it would be an eternal regret. Neither Nan Mingcheng nor Jing Xiaotong knew that something called love had quietly appeared between them, causing them to miss each other for a long time to come. Their love was like a shooting star, beautiful but short, that was Jing Xiaotong's first love, also Nan Mingcheng's.

Nan Mingcheng looked into the distance. He didn't know what he was looking at.

"Ten men, seven retards, eight retards, nine retards, and one love …" Jing Xiaotong chanted viciously.

Nan Mingcheng retracted his thoughts and turned around to look at the carriage. He saw Jing Xiaotong lying by the window, looking at him with shining eyes. Then he heard her say: "Wow, a male god! "You're so handsome …" If only her mouth had been smeared with saliva, it would have been even more so.

Nan Mingcheng smirked slightly and gave a reply.

"Wow, what a charming smile …" Jing Xiaotong was hanging by the window like she had no bones. She didn't know that Nan Mingcheng's figure would be lingering in her mind for a long time.

"In front of us is the disciple fort area. We will arrive at the Yundu City by noon tomorrow at the latest, pay attention to our manners." Nan Mingcheng said with a smile.

Jing Xiaotong noticed that there were already some passersby around, but she didn't care. She just held her head with her hands and looked at Nan Mingcheng with a smile.

She liked to look at Nan Mingcheng and also liked to see him smile. She felt that Nan Mingcheng's smile had a feeling of spring breeze, able to blow away the gloom in her heart.

Poor Jing Xiaotong, she didn't know Nan Mingcheng would smile like that when he killed someone.

Lyu Xiu shuddered when she recalled the smile on the crown prince's face when he decapitated the rebel leader. She didn't dare to tell Jing Xiaotong that the crown prince she admired was a smiling Yama Luo.

If Jing Xiaotong didn't go and marry the South Crown Prince, then that would be good as well. These days, the amount of killings by the South Crown Prince were becoming fewer and fewer.

"Is it fun in Sisterhood? I want to go shopping. Can you take me shopping? " Jing Xiaotong said as she blinked her eyes coquettishly.

Nan Mingcheng thought for a while. These two days, he had also been thinking about getting Jing Xiaotong a weapon. Seeing that her throwing skill was not bad, he felt that the hidden weapon was more suitable for him to use.

Nan Mingcheng didn't dare to leave after the assassination attempt, so he brought Jing Xiaotong to the front of the county to have a look.

"… …"

On the streets of the town, two beautiful men sat together on a large horse. The tall man behind them was dressed in a white robe, looking dignified and dignified. He wore a silver mask on his face, revealing only his high nose bridge and his faint lips.

The man in front of him was also wearing a white outfit. He had a beautiful face that was more petite than the man behind him. At first glance, he looked like he was being embraced by the man behind him.

The two of them sat together on the street and attracted the attention of people from the surrounding area. Many people lowered their heads and whispered amongst themselves. They smiled vulgarly as they discussed which one to attack.

"That tall guy must be the one at the top. Look at him, he looks so strong. The shorter one at the front looks like he's the one at the bottom."

"That may not be the case. Who can be sure of such a thing? Don't look at how big the person behind is. He has an attitude as if Taishan will press down on our faces. Who knows, he might be the one below, humph."

"What a pity for these two great young masters, sigh!" Some people could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

A vulgar voice sounded in the ears of the two men on the horse. They guessed right, the two men were Jing Xiaotong and Nan Mingcheng.

Jing Xiaotong heard the conversation of those people and suppressed her laughter. Her shoulders shook. Nan Mingcheng was calm as he pressed both of his hands on Jing Xiaotong's shoulders.

"Is it funny?" This young noble does not mind proving it to them right now! " Nan Mingcheng prostrated himself next to Jing Xiaotong's ear and said in a tyrannical manner. The corner of his mouth slightly raised as he pulled out a naughty curve.

Hearing this, Jing Xiaotong's body trembled. 'A man as distinguished as the Crown Prince is surely above us?' She pondered for a while, and laughed vulgarly when she thought of Nan Mingcheng's sullen look.

"Ah …" Jing Xiaotong felt the strength on her shoulders increase.

"We'll ride our horses all the way to the Yundu City and then reunite with the escort team outside the city." Nan Mingcheng said softly.

They stopped in front of a shop that looked like a weapon store, then Nan Mingcheng jumped off the horse with Jing Xiaotong in his arms.

Entering the weapon store, he saw a variety of weapons displayed in front of him. The shopkeeper hurriedly went up to greet them.

After looking around, Jing Xiaotong finally caught sight of a pair of objects with a ring in the middle of them. They were about twenty centimeters thick, and she held them in her hand. She thought she might be holding the ring in her hand and putting it on her middle finger.

"Young master, this is called 'Emei Thorn'. It is incomparably powerful when used properly. Furthermore, these two Emei Thorns are also suitable for young master." The shopkeeper tried his best to promote his products.

"Jing Xiaotong stabbed the air twice, feeling that she could not use it." Do you have darts, concealed weapons, etc.? " Nan Mingcheng asked.

"Yes, yes." The shop owner hurriedly took out a throwing knife, a hidden needle, a boomerang, and a few other concealed weapons that he could not identify.

Jing Xiaotong had played with toys in her previous life. Not only did she know how to play, she was also extremely skilled. Even a few of her friends in the yard were unable to play with her.

She wanted to show off in front of Nan Mingcheng, so she picked up the boomerang and threw it towards the door, but she forgot that this was a weapon, a killing weapon. Compared to the toys she used before, the boomerang was a completely different level.

"Ah! How dare you! Who wants to assassinate me?" The angry roar of a man came from the street outside.

"Ah!" Then, a rumbling sound was heard as something fell to the ground.

Nan Mingcheng was looking at the door. Jing Xiaotong was also staring at the door and felt nervous. The shopkeeper arched his back and stretched his neck as he looked outside with his mouth wide open …

After waiting for a long time …

Nan Mingcheng looked at Jing Xiaotong slowly. His expression seemed to be asking, "Where's the dart?"

Jing Xiaotong looked at Nan Mingcheng embarrassedly. She frowned slightly and looked like a child who had done something wrong. She couldn't be more obedient as she stood there motionlessly.