Chapter 112 The Little Scholar Always Cries (36)
"Well!"
Sang Tian hugged Duan Yunyi's neck and gave herself to him. Duan Yunyi's hand finally stopped on Sang Tian's belt, and he looked at Sang Tian with burning eyes, "Are you willing?"
Sang Tian half-closed her eyes and looked like she was begging for love, "If I say I am willing, will you let me go?"
Duan Yunyi clenched his hands. The answer was obvious: of course no.
She raised her chin slightly and kissed Duan Yunyi's Adam's apple.
Duan Yunyi's Adam's apple rolled up and down sexily twice, and his bony fingers pinched Sang Tian's chin, "My queen, since you are begging me to love you, I can only obey you."
Duan Yunyi held Sang Tian's waist and held her in his arms, while he lifted his robe with one hand.
The carriage made a creaking sound, and the horse moved, broke free from the reins, and walked away.
The sound of the shaking carriages could be heard one after another in the empty wasteland.
Several hours passed before the noise in the carriage stopped. Duan Yunyi held the sweaty Sang Tian in his arms and wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.
After taking care of Sang Tian, Duan Yunyi tapped out a series of secret codes with his finger knuckles, and soon the sound of a groom running over was heard.
The poor working man, the groom, would never have thought that he, who was once a famous secret guard, would now be reduced to being a groom. The damn Ying San only knew how to flirt with women and made him work as a groom for his master.
Don't wait until he goes back, because if he does, he will definitely skin Ying San alive.
Sang Tian vaguely felt the carriage moving and opened her eyes a little to look at Duan Yunyi.
Duan Yunyi lowered his eyes and adjusted his posture to make Sang Tian sleep more comfortably. He raised his arm, pinched her fair little face, and said in a deep voice, "Sang Tian, who is better, me or Mo Chen? Who do you like more?"
The corners of Sang Tian's mouth twitched crazily in silence, she had never experienced Mo Chen so how could she know who was more powerful.
Of course, Sang Tian didn't dare to say this out loud. She rubbed her face against Duan Yunyi's chin and said softly, "Of course it's you."
Sang Tian's words made Duan Yunyi feel extremely satisfied. The corners of his mouth raised high and he hugged Sang Tian tighter.
Duan Yunyi personally sent Sang Tian back to the palace. There were hardly any people along the way. Duan Yunyi seemed to have something on his own and acted as if no one saw him even if someone saw him.
As soon as Duan Yunyi walked to the door, he saw Ying San, who was not on duty, standing in front of Shaoyao with the flowers he had plucked before, showing his courtesy and grinning.
Ying San, who was so busy bragging to Shaoyao, didn't feel the chill behind him at all.
Shaoyao's jaw almost dropped when she saw Duan Yunyijing holding Sang Tian. The queen said that she wanted to rest and didn't allow anyone to go to her inner hall, so how could she be sleeping in Master Duan's arms now?
Ying San saw Shaoyao's eyes gradually become filled with fear, so he followed her gaze. This glance almost scared him to death.
Ying San knelt on one knee in front of Duan Yunyi and said tremblingly: "Master, why did you come back so soon?"
Duan Yunyi's eyes turned cold, "Shouldn't I come back?"
"No! Master, please listen to my explanation!"
Ying San wanted to slap his own useless mouth a few times, how could he dare to say anything.
Duan Yunyi retracted his gaze and said coldly: "Go back and be punished. If you do this again next time, you can go back to Yu Country and you don't have to stay with me anymore."
"Yes!" Ying San didn't dare to stop at all. He took three or two steps and disappeared on the spot.
Shaoyao stared at Duan Yunyi blankly. Duan Yunyi looked at her impatiently and said, "Why are you standing there? Go open the door."
Shaoyao suddenly came to her senses, walked over quickly holding the flower and pushed open the door. Duan Yunyi walked in directly holding the person.
Before closing the door, he left a message for Shaoyao, "If you dare to tell others about what happened today, be careful of your life."
Shaoyao's little head nodded frantically, as if pounding garlic. She would not reveal a single word about the Empress even if she was killed.
Duan Yunyi put Sang Tian down, hugged her and kissed her for a long time before leaving. As soon as he left, Mo Chen came.