Chapter 201: The little wild cat is handed over to you
With a faint scent of agarwood, Shui Jingxue fell asleep quickly
Duanmu Jifeng spent the whole night searching, and it wasn't until dawn that he saw a handsome man walking across the street.
The man, dressed in white as snow, was extremely handsome. The guards looked at the man walking down the mountain in surprise. This man had extraordinary aura. In the thin mist, they thought it was a god coming.
The man stopped and looked at Duanmu Jifeng on the horse.
Although Duanmu Jifeng rode his horse to look for Shui Jingxue, he was still exhausted
He has found the location of Shui Jingxue
"The water girl is on this mountain. Let's go up and look for her."
Duanmu Jifeng did not look at the man and ordered coldly.
He was suddenly afraid of seeing Shui Jingxue, afraid... afraid of knowing her current situation
"My lord, I see that you are really tired after looking for it all night. The little wild cat is in the natural cave in the middle of the mountain."
When Duanmu Jifeng was about to pass by the man, the man suddenly spoke calmly.
Duanmu Jifeng was suddenly startled and looked sideways, but saw a thin smile on the man's lips.
A hint of playful smile made Duanmu Jifeng startled.
"Who are you……"
"I'm going back first, little wild cat, I'll leave it to you."
Xiaobai said calmly, that Yi Ran's back disappeared like the wind, and disappeared from Duanmu Jifeng's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Everyone looked at the man in white in surprise
Duanmu Jifeng and Yu looked at each other and already knew something in their minds.
That man must be Xiaobai?
I heard that the magic bird disappeared in the palace, and even the little beauty Shui Jingxue was rescued by a stranger.
The emperor was furious and ordered people to investigate immediately. However, those people were far from Duanmu Jifeng's opponents. It was impossible for them to find Shui Jingxue before Duanmu Jifeng.
Duanmu Jifeng, Yu and others went to the cave that Xiaobai mentioned and saw Shui Jingxue sleeping inside.
Duanmu Jifeng looked at Shui Jingxue's pale face and couldn't bear to disturb him. He asked most of them to go back home, leaving a small group of people outside while he sat on the stone couch.
The candlelight was extremely weak. Duanmu Jifeng stretched out his jade-white long fingers and gently lifted the quilt up to cover Shui Jingxue's body.
In the morning, the weather is a bit cold. Shui Jingxue is still sleeping on this stone couch. It must be cool.