Zhuge Jinqing sat in a carriage and came to the outskirts of the demon world. He looked at the crowd of people and his eyes were tightly shining outside the window and observing around. After a moment, his pupils subconsciously shrank slightly, indicating that the groom was heading towards the alley.
Drive to go.
"Young Master, we're here."
"OK."
Zhuge Jinqing picked up the veil on the side, tied it up, brushed the curtain, got out of the car and came to the door of an inn. He looked at the plaque above his head, feeling a little thoughtful.
"Master? Are we going in?"
"Of course, I've come in, I've already come. How can I not go?"
I took back my unnecessary thoughts and came to the front desk to ask the shopkeeper. I finally found a suspicious candidate.
Fortunately, there was the last empty room upstairs, so Zhuge Jin immediately settled down.
During this period, he had been observing the movements in the next room. When he saw the old man in charge of riding horses in the mansion go out, he felt even more sure that the owner of the house was his sister.
He endured the displeasure in his heart, looked at the fact that there was no one around, so he quietly came to her door and whispered.
Jingshu listened to the sound outside the door and frowned slightly. She remembered that the groom had left, why was he back?
Could it be someone else? Or would it be him...
"Who? Is it a groom?"
No one responded, but the knocking outside the door continued. Jingshu felt a little unsure, and stood up calmly, picked up the scissors on the table and approached the door step by step.
"Who? Who are you? Why don't you speak? Otherwise... don't blame me for being rude!"
However, even though she verbally warned, the person outside still did his own thing. Jingshu looked at the scissors in her palm, and held it tighter with force.
Just as she bit her lip and opened the door instantly, the face of the person in front of her suddenly made her stunned.
"Brother, brother?"
Jingshu came to her senses in shock, immediately covered her stomach and turned around and walked towards the inner room.
"Brother, why did you come suddenly?"
Zhuge Jinqing did not miss the surprised expression of his girl just now. She crossed the door with a gloomy face and closed the door casually.
"You can leave without leaving a few words, why can't I find you?"
Jingshu took the blanket in panic and covered it with her belly. She reluctantly smiled and turned around and walked to him, saying to him.
"Brother, what are you saying? I'm doing this for everyone's sake. You can sit down quickly. We'll discuss other things later."
"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to taste it."
Jin Qing sat down with his serious face and brushed his clothes. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the unfinished peony embroidery picture on the table, so he picked it up and took a look.
"It seems that you are doing well. But in order not to be blamed by the Demon King, you should go back with me."
"I don't want to go back, I'm staying here very well."
Jingshu sat down reluctantly, firmly revealing an uncompromising trend.
"The safety here is only temporary. The war will spread here sooner or later. Don't be willful anymore, hurry up and go back with me."
Jin Qing stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, got up and wanted to take her away. Jingshu suddenly felt a bump in her heart. On the premise of protecting her belly, she also had to curb her brother's strength to pull her.
"Brother, just let it go. I am no longer a child. I have my own opinions and I should have my own life. Don't stop me anymore!"