The imperial concubine is delicate and charming, and she criticizes the tyrant for pampering her with her life. Chapter 296: Your Highness, would you please make way?
Chapter 296: Your Highness, would you please make way?
Mo Xuanling held a heavy black bow in his hand and rode forward slowly on a tall black horse.
The horse is all black and very handsome, with only a small patch of white on its forehead, like a cute little cloud.
Qing Hui vaguely remembered that the handsome horse owned by Mo Xuanling seemed to be named Little Yunduo.
Mo Xuanling held a long bow in his hand, set up a red-black feather arrow, and aimed at the carriage.
"Mo Xuanling, what are you doing?!" Lian Jinchen quickly rode forward and stopped in front of Qing Hui's carriage. He unsheathed his long sword and pointed it at Mo Xuanling.
Mo Xuanling raised the corners of his lips playfully and made a gesture of drawing a bow: "I don't intend to do anything, I am just curious, what kind of peerless beauty is it that His Highness Prince Chen can accompany me all the way?"
"I have also heard in Beixuan that His Highness Prince Chen is in love with the daughter of Duke Qi. It is very lively."
"If I can meet you today, I must catch a glimpse of her beauty. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity?"
Lian Jinchen subconsciously froze for a moment.
It turned out that Mo Xuanling had a misunderstanding, and the person he was accompanying him all the way was Qi Mingyue.
"But what Gu is even more curious about is that since he is the daughter of the Duke's palace, why would he come to this war-torn place? No matter how much His Highness Prince Chen doesn't know how to show mercy, he shouldn't be able to stop this beloved one." Mo Xuan
Ling's feather arrow changed its direction and aimed at the center of the carriage again,
"So I became even more curious. I wonder who is in this carriage?"
"I wonder, can you satisfy my curiosity?"
"Mo Xuanling, if you want to fight, even if both sides fight openly and openly!" Lian Jinchen's long sword was slightly horizontal, blocking the direction of Mo Xuanling's arrow.
It is true that he only brought a group of people to travel, but this place is located at the junction of Linzhou and Suzhou. It is in an open area and there are not many bunkers. Unless it is a formal battle, it is impossible for Mo Xuanling to bring a large number of people and be exposed to the wilderness.
superior.
Therefore, Mo Xuanling probably only brought the team behind him.
If this is the case, then Mo Xuanling may not be able to gain much advantage in the fight.
Mo Xuanling shouldn't be stupid enough to fight him to the death here.
It was arrogant of him to be able to travel with such a group of people alone.
"Tsk," Mo Xuanling put down the arrow and played with it in his hand, "Why is His Highness Prince Chen so stingy?"
Lian Jinchen clenched the sword in his hand.
Both sides had their crossbows drawn and were observing each other, as if they were ready to swing their weapons at any time.
In the carriage, Jin Ling's eyes were almost wide open. She wished she could rush out immediately to watch the excitement. She kept poking her head towards the door of the carriage, her eyes close to the gap of the carriage to report the battle situation to Qing Hui.
"Princess, Mo Xuanling has put down his feather arrow again. Do you think he is going to take action?"
Qing Hui glanced at her and raised his foot as if to kick her: "How about you go out and watch?"
Jin Ling blinked and turned to look at her expectantly.
"Okay, okay" is written all over his face.
Qing Hui pushed her away and pushed open the carriage door.
Liu Shuangyue clicked her tongue, "Old lover."
Qing Hua: "..."
If Lian Jinchen hadn't been so smart and led people to follow her, he probably wouldn't have attracted Mo Xuanling's attention.
You must know that although few people passed by the place where the two sides were fighting, there were still refugees and fleeing trade convoys. The danger was still there.
Such a low-key carriage like Qingshan's is very inconspicuous.
But at this time, it was quite conspicuous.
Qing Hu walked out of the carriage, stood at the door and looked at Mo Xuanling,