He wanted to think of a way to break it firmly and firmly.
Zhu Chi responded, dejectedly, and followed behind.
Qin Shi could see that something was on his mind, but he didn't ask any questions.
His mind was also in a mess, and he was not in the mood to care about what Zhu Chi was struggling with.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Qin Shi suddenly paused.[
The steps he took hung in the air for a long time before falling down lightly.
With sharp and cold eyes, he quickly searched the courtyard, missing every brick, tile, plant and tree, the dark corners and the bright halls.
Finally, he set his sights on a soldier of the Prince's Mansion who was standing guard at the door, and sniffed unconsciously with his nose. Yes, he had determined that the smell was indeed emanating from him.
The fragrance was so familiar to his bones that it burned his internal organs and made him feel pain.
The steps fell slowly.
It's as light as indescribable.
Zhu Chi watched with chills and fear. When Qin Shi finally moved his eyes away from the suspicious soldier, he almost fell down.
So scary!
So scary!
He thought he was about to be discovered by the prince.
"Zhu Chi, ask someone to prepare food and drinks, and send the bath water to the bedroom. Suddenly, I feel hungry."
Qin Shi grabbed the longest beard on his chin, pulled and pulled, and suddenly felt a pain on his chin. He felt so refreshed.
So, he decisively changed to another beard and continued to pull, and continued to pull.
Every time it hurts, it means that he is still alive, breathing, and can still smell the smell that feels like another world.
Qin Shi silently returned along the original road, and when he arrived at the main entrance, suddenly, the expression on his face changed.
The iron claws fiercely grabbed Zhu Chi's skirt, slammed into the wall behind him, and slammed into it.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words one by one, "Mumu is back! Isn't it!!