332. Chapter 330 Women really had no place in ancient times!
However, her desperate move just now was indeed timely, and it was thanks to her that she was able to escape this time.
After running all night until dawn, the excitement of riding the horse quickly disappeared. Su Zhiyu felt that his internal organs were about to be knocked out. Half of his body was leaning on Pei Donglang's back, and only one of his hands was still trying to hold him tightly.
After running for a long time, they finally entered a city and stopped in front of a luxurious mansion. The four of them got off their horses. Su Zhiyu had no support and immediately fell on the horse.
"Come down." Pei Donglang raised his head and said to Su Zhiyu.
Su Zhiyu lay weakly on the horse's back, breathless: "I...I'm about to die."
Pei Donglang frowned and looked at the other three people. The three people immediately turned their heads and looked away, pretending not to see them. There was no room for outsiders to interfere in the affairs of this young couple. Pei Donglang had no choice but to stretch out his arms and said: "Come down.
I'll catch you."
Su Zhiyu looked at Pei Donglang, and finally stood up weakly, stretching out both hands. The warm fragrance of soft jade came into his arms, and Pei Donglang stiffened, and then he quickly picked her up and put her on the ground. He thought about letting her go, but unexpectedly
This guy actually looked shaky as soon as he let go, so he had no choice but to hold her waist and follow the three of them towards the mansion.
The five people entered the mansion and went up to a seven-story attic. It was the main building of Qilin Pavilion. The three people led Pei Donglang up to the seventh floor. Su Zhiyu, who had no strength to begin with, finished climbing the building and almost all his weight was tilted.
On Pei Donglang's body.
The cabinet of Qilin Pavilion is here. At this moment, two rows of people from the world were sitting. When they saw Pei Donglang, they stood up one after another, but they were not polite. They were people from the world and were not under the jurisdiction of the government. But they were not gangsters, so they didn't want to see the prince.
Don't be too disrespectful.
Sitting on the Taishi chair in the south was a middle-aged man. He was not as rough as a Jianghu man, but his facial features were very delicate. But he also had the experience and vicissitudes of a mature man. Pei Donglang suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and he looked sideways and saw this guy standing next to him.
She had to stand straight, her eyes were shining, and she stared directly at the master. This look was very similar to the look in her eyes when she looked at the copper plate.
Pei Donglang didn't know that this kind of mature and successful uncle was Su Zhiyu's cup of tea. The master of the pavilion who made all the changes in the world was indeed a male protagonist. Su Zhiyu was adjusted to the best state, with a pair of eyes full of spring waves, ready to discharge at any time.
Ling Junchen stood up and walked down the steps slowly. He stopped when he was about ten steps away from Pei Donglang, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please take a seat."
Pei Donglang was not polite and went straight to where Ling Junchen was sitting. Although Qilin Pavilion was a Jianghu sect, it had always been on good terms with the government. Ling Junchen naturally wanted to treat the three princes with great courtesy.
After Pei Donglang sat down, Ling Junchen also sat aside. Su Zhiyu looked around, but no one indicated that he wanted to sit down. He suddenly became angry, and it turned out that men were superior to women. Women really had no status in ancient times!
Ling Junchen glanced at the woman with messy hair and disheveled clothes in the hall, guessing that the romantic prince had picked it up along the way, and then waved his hand and casually ordered the servants: "Take this girl to the west wing to have a good rest."
Before Su Zhiyu could get close to the master of Qilin Pavilion and leave a good impression on the uncle, she was taken away. She had no choice but to be well informed before leaving, and said in a sweet baby voice: "Thank you, master."
." However, her desperate move just now was indeed timely, and it was thanks to her that she was able to escape this time.
After running all night until dawn, the excitement of riding the horse quickly disappeared. Su Zhiyu felt that his internal organs were about to be knocked out. Half of his body was leaning on Pei Donglang's back, and only one of his hands was still trying to hold him tightly.
After running for a long time, they finally entered a city and stopped in front of a luxurious mansion. The four of them got off their horses. Su Zhiyu had no support and immediately fell on the horse.
"Come down." Pei Donglang raised his head and said to Su Zhiyu.
Su Zhiyu lay weakly on the horse's back, breathless: "I...I'm about to die."
Pei Donglang frowned and looked at the other three people. The three people immediately turned their heads and looked away, pretending not to see them. There was no room for outsiders to interfere in the affairs of this young couple. Pei Donglang had no choice but to stretch out his arms and said: "Come down.
I'll catch you."
Su Zhiyu looked at Pei Donglang, and finally stood up weakly, stretching out both hands. The warm fragrance of soft jade came into his arms, and Pei Donglang stiffened, and then he quickly picked her up and put her on the ground. He thought about letting her go, but unexpectedly
This guy actually looked shaky as soon as he let go, so he had no choice but to hold her waist and follow the three of them towards the mansion.
The five people entered the mansion and went up to a seven-story attic. It was the main building of Qilin Pavilion. The three people led Pei Donglang up to the seventh floor. Su Zhiyu, who had no strength to begin with, finished climbing the building and almost all his weight was tilted.
On Pei Donglang's body.
The cabinet of Qilin Pavilion is here. At this moment, two rows of people from the world were sitting. When they saw Pei Donglang, they stood up one after another, but they were not polite. They were people from the world and were not under the jurisdiction of the government. But they were not gangsters, so they didn't want to see the prince.
Don't be too disrespectful.
Sitting on the Taishi chair in the south was a middle-aged man. He was not as rough as a Jianghu man, but his facial features were very delicate. But he also had the experience and vicissitudes of a mature man. Pei Donglang suddenly felt a light touch on his hand, and he looked sideways and saw this guy standing next to him.
She had to stand straight, her eyes were shining, and she stared directly at the master. This look was very similar to the look in her eyes when she looked at the copper plate.
Pei Donglang didn't know that this kind of mature and successful uncle was Su Zhiyu's cup of tea. The master of the pavilion who made all the changes in the world was indeed a male protagonist. Su Zhiyu was adjusted to the best state, with a pair of eyes full of spring waves, ready to discharge at any time.
Ling Junchen stood up and walked down the steps slowly. He stopped when he was about ten steps away from Pei Donglang, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, please take a seat."
Pei Donglang was not polite and went straight to where Ling Junchen was sitting. Although Qilin Pavilion was a Jianghu sect, it had always been on good terms with the government. Ling Junchen naturally wanted to treat the three princes with great courtesy.
After Pei Donglang sat down, Ling Junchen also sat aside. Su Zhiyu looked around, but no one indicated that he wanted to sit down. He suddenly became angry, and it turned out that men were superior to women. Women really had no status in ancient times!
Ling Junchen glanced at the woman with messy hair and disheveled clothes in the hall, guessing that the romantic prince had picked it up along the way, and then waved his hand and casually ordered the servants: "Take this girl to the west wing to have a good rest."
Before Su Zhiyu could get close to the master of Qilin Pavilion and leave a good impression on the uncle, she was taken away. She had no choice but to be well informed before leaving, and said in a sweet baby voice: "Thank you, master."