The Snow Monk smiled but said nothing.
The houses on both sides of the road were all shut. There was no light on the street, and the north wind howled, and the snow fell in heavy sheets.
The empty streets were eerie.
"The young lady just said that she had a quarrel with the Prince Regent. Quan Ran believes that it's more than just a quarrel. The Prince Regent is probably looking for you throughout the city and is probably going to kill you."
Hearing this, Fu Tong'er couldn't help but think of His Royal Highness Prince Hui's words. When the Ninth Master was good to her, he was truly good. When he was not, he would be punished by military law and even have a city-wide wanted notice. Ha, she felt heartbroken, so she changed her words and said, "There is no possibility for him and me. I left the city this time only to return to my motherland."
"In that case, why not take a look at this prince?"
"Lecher!" Fu Tong'er wrapped herself in the red fox fur cloak given by Master Jiu.
"Miss, are you cold? Are you still cold in this prince's arms?"
"If you're rude again!! I'll jump down!!"
The Snow Monk smiled and said, "No wonder that thirty-year-old Regent Prince likes you. You look cute, but you have a fierce personality, which makes people like you." After saying this, he tightened his arms around Fu Tong'er's waist. "This prince likes you too."
"you!"
"It's just that I came to Dayan on an important matter. Since the young lady is no longer related to the regent prince, I will choose a date to go to the young lady's home country and ask for her hand in marriage. I will definitely protect you for the rest of your life."
"No need, I'm not interested in you. There's only one person in my heart! You don't even count."
The horse had reached the east end of Xiaoli Village, close to the Wei River. From afar, at the foot of the dark mountain, there was a paper lantern, emitting a strange red light.
Fu Tong'er saw it from afar and couldn't help but shudder.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to protect you."
The Snow Monk spoke very softly, his arms loosening a little around his waist, and he held the reins and steered the horse through the snow.
After reaching an open area, the wind and snow became even stronger. Fu Tong'er could not help but close her eyes and raised her hands to block the north wind in front of her.
Suddenly, she felt darkness ahead, the wind and snow had stopped, and she even felt the warmth of a man. She opened her eyes and saw that it was the Prince of Qi who had raised his arm that was pulling the reins and used his wide sleeves to block out the cold wind and snow.
This person...
She turned to look at the tall man, who rode steadily forward with a gentle smile on his face. No matter how strong the wind and snow were, they couldn't reach her.
"I promised you that I would protect you." His voice was soft and gentle, like a love word.
As they approached the inn, the Snow Monk called out, "Guests are coming, boss!"
Soon, someone called out from inside: "Shopkeeper Jin, Shopkeeper Jin, the God of Wealth is here. Hurry, get ready."
The Snow Monk smiled faintly and whispered to Fu Tong'er: "There's something wrong with this store, but don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."
After he finished speaking, the door creaked open, and two men emerged grinning. One was in his twenties, small and thin; the other was in his thirties, with a thin face and body, a head taller than the smaller man.
"Boss, are there any rooms available?" asked the Snow Monk.
"Oh, these days, even monks get married."
Upon hearing this, Fu Tong'er was so angry that she stabbed the Snow Monk behind her with her elbow! !
The Snow Monk laughed and poked the thirty-year-old man in the face with his staff. "Don't talk nonsense, you idiot! This is my younger sister. Prepare two superior rooms for me, connected. My younger sister is afraid of the dark, so as her brother, I should sleep next to her."
The two men smiled at each other and said, "Yes, yes, we have two rooms left in our hotel, numbered Tianzi A. They're upstairs. Please follow us."
The Snow Monk dismounted and took Fu Tong'er with him. The "little man" came over, led the horse, and got off the horse.
Fu Tong'er followed the Snow Monk. Led by the middle-aged man, the two entered the Golden Zen Inn.
Upon entering, one was greeted by a large hall. There was a faint smell of blood. The surroundings were covered in dust, and tables, chairs, and benches were placed crookedly in the hall. It didn't look like a proper inn at first glance.
"Please come in," said the middle-aged man, the shop owner, surnamed Jin. He led the two up to the second floor. The creaky steps seemed to have not been repaired in a long time.
There were only two dim candlelights in the entire inn.
Faintly, Fu Tong'er seemed to see a pair of murderous eyes shining through a door in front of her.
"Let's leave." Fu Tong'er pulled the Snow Monk's sleeve and said softly.
"Don't be afraid." The Snow Monk lowered his voice and said as he walked, "These filthy bastards can't do anything to me. It's getting late now, and there are often brown bears in the wilderness. Going out will definitely mean death. It's better to stay here for a night. I will protect you, don't worry."
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