Peirong had no choice but to turn around, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes: "You leave here quickly, otherwise if someone finds out, you will definitely die. You saved my life, and now I let you go. From now on, our grudges will be cleared up."
Unexpectedly, the little boy didn't appreciate it. He raised his lips in a sly smile, like apricot blossoms after the rain: "When you come and I go, wouldn't the affection become stronger? Besides, I saved you and Yin Xiaohan, shouldn't this be considered a blessing?
Two lives?"
"How can you think so much at such a young age?"
Peirong really didn't expect that such a young child could actually flirt. It was simply ridiculous.
Of course, she was used to seeing the ups and downs of the world and didn't take this to heart.
"This time, I want you to owe me another favor. Do you want to know the whereabouts of Princess Mu Yunfei?"
The little boy was deliberately naughty and stared at Peirong motionlessly, his eyes were shining, and there was a slight blush on his fair face.
How come he knows everything?
When she heard about Mu Yunfei, Peirong had to admit that this little boy really looked like Aladdin's magic lamp.
Escorting Mu Yunfei back to the country was originally the task assigned to him by Yin Xiaohan. Now that he has lost the princess, it is all his fault.
Now, it’s not impossible to believe a little boy’s words once
"Little brat, I just agreed to the favor I owe you, and I will definitely pay it back when the time comes."
"I don't need you to pay me back, eldest sister, you have agreed to marry me anyway, right?"
"..."
Without further hesitation, Peirong called out a hyena to his side, then left Wanxiang Winery and galloped away with the prince.
"Do you want to leave clues about us so that they can find us? Huh! But, unfortunately, the moment you pulled out the dog, I already gave it a poisonous needle, sister, and you didn't ask me yet.
What’s your opinion? Don’t ignore me like this in the future!”
The autumn wind is biting and the horseshoes are flying
The cold eyebrows have lost their softness, leaving only a touch of lingering desolation.
Peirong had no choice but to do anything about this arrogant little boy. He was repeatedly defeated at his hands. He could only be called a bad luck.
But now, she has no other choice
"Sister, are you not a fool? It seems that you are going in the opposite direction?"
"You dare to trick me? Didn't you just say to follow this direction?"
"Huh? When I think about it, it seems that I really... never said that?"
"..."
She was so angry that she turned the horse's bridle, calmed down again, and continued running in the other direction.