Qiu Muche saw Su Qi walking towards him with firm steps. His heart, which was so angry with Su Qi, suddenly came to life. He opened the curtain and opened a way for Su Qi.
Su Qi stood in front of the carriage, stretched out her head to put the little fox into the carriage, then stepped back and stared at Qiu Muze with a somewhat unpredictable look and said, "Please take care of the little fox for me first, thank you." After that, she turned around.
He ran towards Xiao Hen without looking back, stretched out his hand and handed it to Xiao Hen. Xiao Hen hugged Su Qi tightly and sat firmly on the horse.
Chen Yuan followed Su Qi Xiaohen with the gentle sound of horse hooves. Seeing the two people sitting on the horse so intimately, Chen Yuan held the reins in one hand and covered his mouth with the other, feeling full of nausea.
He didn't understand that the broken sleeve could still be inherited. It used to be Su Qi and Prince Qiu, but now it's Prince Xiao.
Chen Yuan was puzzled, whether all princes had a habit of cutting off their sleeves.
Chen Yuan's scalp felt numb when he looked at the two sweet people leading the charge who looked like "lovers". But he still pretended to be watching the show. He wanted to see what happened when Su Nian'an saw Su Qi break her sleeves after Qiu Muze.
How would you react if you had a scar on your sleeve?
Qiu Muche opened the curtain and looked at Xiao Hen's hand around Su Qi's waist, with a hint of murderous intent in his deep eyes.
The little fox squatted aside, feeling the cold air radiating from Qiu Muze's body, and huddled together and trembled.
"Brother Ze, do you think this little fox is cold? Why is it shaking non-stop?" Qing Ning saw the little fox's reaction and immediately reached out to hug it.
The little fox saw Qing Ning's stretched out hand, stretched out his paws, and scratched the back of Qing Ning's white hand so hard that bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared.
"Oh, you beast, you actually scratched me."
Qing Ning felt a pain in her hand. Looking at the back of her hand that was overflowing with blood, she suddenly became angry and kicked the little fox off the stool to the ground.
The little fox fell to the ground in pain, rolling on the bumpy car, and kept making squealing sounds.
Qiu Muche looked back at the long scar with blood on Qing Ning's wrist, and then looked at the little fox crawling up and curling up by the door. They thought of Su Qi with five claws.
"Brother Ze, look, this beast has hurt my hand like this, I must chop it to death." After that, he picked up the wooden stick on the side and struck straight at the little fox.
When the little fox saw the wooden board that Qing Ning had chopped down, he lay on the ground and howled loudly.
The little fox's howl was mixed with cries and cries for help.
Su Qi, who was leaning in Xiao Hen's arms, heard this cry and immediately pulled Xiao Hen's hand that was holding the rein, and raised her ears to listen to the sound she just heard.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Hen saw Su Qi's reaction and asked.
"I heard the little fox roaring. Listen, what happened to it? No, I want to go down and have a look."
Su Qi didn't wait for Xiao Hen to reply, lay down on the horse, hugged the horse's head tightly, then turned away, jumped off, and ran towards the carriage behind her.
Qiu Muche caught the wooden board that Qing Ning chopped down in the air and dissuaded him: "There is a little thing for every owner. Qing Ning doesn't need to argue with a beast." Then he took the wooden board from her hand and looked at the board.
He thought to himself, if this nail is removed, Su Qi’s little fox may be dead.
"Stop!" Su Qi blocked the carriage, then rushed over and opened the curtain.