Chapter 85 Seeking Help
As Sun Shuo spoke, his hands trembled, as if he was really going to throw Liang Xiuzhu down.
“Ahhh….”
Liang Xiuzhu's body was dangling in the air and he immediately became scared.
She held his arm tightly, as if she was holding on to a life-saving straw: "I was wrong! I was wrong. Don't abandon me..."
Sun Shuo felt very uncomfortable with his body pressed against him, but since he didn't make a fuss, he didn't care.
Holding on to the vines, he slowly moved down the cliff.
People who practice martial arts have sharper hearing than ordinary people, and he judged that there must be water under the cliff. Even if you fall, your life will not be in danger.
Liang Xiuzhu was frightened when he noticed that he was moving. I was already scared to death, and now I'm even more scared.
Glancing down at the bottom of the water, he felt dizzy and quickly closed his eyes.
Even her calves were trembling, and her body was wrapped tightly around Sun Shuo like an octopus.
She still held on to him and climbed up, with her head buried in Sun Shuo's chest.
"You're going to strangle me! Not even gently!"
Already injured and suffocating from the man in his arms, Sun Shuo gritted his teeth and slowly brought him down, feeling a little annoyed.
How can a grown man be so timid?
The first time Sun Shuo met him in the palace, he didn't like him. How can there be a man who looks like him?
She looks like a weak willow swaying in the wind, soft and gentle. He doesn't look like a man at all. Not to mention that he came here specifically to seduce the prince and made the princess jealous and run back to her parents' home.
I don't have any good feelings towards him.
I don't understand why the prince insisted on letting this person follow him as bait. Isn't this just causing trouble?
Liang Xiuzhu felt very unhappy when he heard his disdainful tone. But now he is still counting on the person in front of him to save his life.
I had no choice but to suppress the anger in my heart, rolled my eyes and muttered quietly: "Why are you so fierce!"
But the movement of his hands was not holding so tightly anymore.
Sun Shuo finally felt like he could breathe again, and he hurriedly climbed down with Liang Xiuzhu. As I was about to reach the bottom of the cliff, the vine in my hand was only a short piece left.
"Damn it!" Sun Shuo cursed, turned around and looked at Liang Xiuzhu who was hanging on him and said, "Will it float?"
"Yes...what's wrong?" Liang Xiuzhu opened his eyes tremblingly.
It was getting late at this moment, and a thin mist was rising from the bottom of the cliff.
Sun Shuo's handsome face was covered in blood and leaves, and he looked extremely miserable.
Seeing his solemn expression, Liang Xiuzhu looked at the green water below him, then looked up at the piece of vine in his hand.
Trembling, he said, "You...you don't want to..."
Before he could finish, Sun Shuo suddenly let go of his hand and gave him a wicked smile: "Yes, it's just what you think."
“Ahhhhhhhhhh….”
Accompanied by Liang Xiuzhu's scream that could pierce a person's eardrums, there was a bang.
The two of them dived into the water together, creating huge splashes in the deep pool.
After Feng Zhen left, Zhao Fangye held Song Huaixi and sat behind the table. Reaching out and squeezing his waist.
"Ah!" Song Huaixi shuddered and looked back at him: "What are you doing!"
Seeing his big reaction, Zhao Fangye chuckled and asked, "Sour?"
Song Huaixi covered his sore lower back with both hands and nodded honestly: "It hurts."
At the end, as if he had thought of something, he added another sentence, and said to Zhao Fangye unceremoniously: "It's all your fault!"
Even when being blamed, Zhao Fangye did not talk back.
She placed her hands on his waist and rubbed it gently. His hands are large and strong.
The moderate force of the massage effectively relieved Song Huaixi's discomfort.
Song Huaixi, who was feeling very comfortable being served, narrowed her eyes, like a kitten having its fur stroked, and almost snored while nestling in Zhao Fangye's arms.
"So comfortable?" I couldn't help but reach out and scratch his chin.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Fangye felt that he was too well-behaved.
His eyes were filled with doting.
How could there be such a lovely little thing that made him willing to give him his heart?
"Comfortable! I forgive you." She opened her eyes and looked at him with a smile.
Just now, Song Huaixi was dissatisfied with the pain in her waist, but after being served by Zhao Fangye, all these feelings disappeared in an instant.
Zhao Fangye raised his eyebrows, his hands moving constantly as he said with a smile: "Thank you, Princess, for your generosity."
After his physical discomfort was relieved, Song Huaixi sat up and fiddled with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.
See his intention.
Zhao Fangye pulled out a piece of paper and laid it out, holding his hand and said, "I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, I wonder if Huaixi has improved."
"No." Song Huaixi tilted his head and looked at him while holding the brush: "I have written your name very skillfully. I will write it for you to see."
As he said this, he picked up the pen and carefully wrote the three words "Zhao Fangye" on the paper. He wrote very slowly and looked very serious. It's like carefully carving some rare jade.
After writing the three words, Song Huaixi immediately picked up the paper and showed it to him.
The dark and bright eyes were filled with anticipation: "How is it? Is it well written?"
Zhao Fangye's eyes stayed on the words and he nodded slightly to show his affirmation.
"Yes, Huaixi has made great progress."
The originally crooked handwriting is now very neat and smooth, because it was Song Huaixi who was taught by himself, and his handwriting has faint traces of his.
That is the mark I left behind.
His eyes passed over the words and fell on Song Huaixi.
The person in front of me is full of my own traces from the inside out, just like these words.
Hearing the praise, Song Huaixi was finally satisfied. She put the paper down and leaned back on Zhao Fangye's shoulder. Hold his hand and play.
Soft fingers and large palms with light calluses clasped together. Song Huaixi observed Zhao Fangye's hands and felt that not only was he handsome, but his hands were also so handsome.
Song Huaixi felt happy when he thought that such a beautiful person was his. I couldn't help laughing while holding his hand.
Seeing him laughing foolishly in his arms, Zhao Fangye reached out and pinched his cheek: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?"
"Hahaha, I won't tell you." Song Huaixi shook his head and smiled cunningly, refusing to tell him
With Zhao Fangye's indulgence, he has become arrogant and spoiled.
Zhao Fangye narrowed his pale eyes slightly, and raised his thin lips: "Okay, you are hiding a secret from me."
Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Fangye stopped and looked out the door: "Come in."
As soon as the subordinate entered the room, he saw his master holding the princess in his arms. He just glanced at her and didn't dare to raise his head.
He respectfully handed the item in his hand to the table and said, "Your Highness, this is the news sent by Adjutant Sun via carrier pigeon."
Sitting in Zhao Fangye's arms without any intention of getting off, Song Huaixi immediately became happy when she heard that the letter was from Adjutant Sun.
"Adjutant Sun! Have they reached the northwest?"
"Probably not. The time is wrong." Zhao Fangye replied.
He held Song Huaixi in his arms and opened the small piece of letter. His expression immediately turned cold after reading the few short lines of words on it.
He didn't expect that the people chasing Song Huaixi would be so persistent and would chase him to death. That is why Sun Shuo wrote a letter asking for help.
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