So if Luo Hengfu doesn't blame him for such a slander, of course Shen Qingci will definitely not be able to bear it.

The carriage was moving forward, and Totora had two large carriages.

They rode on horseback, and there were two coachmen in the car who didn't talk much. Shen Qingci had never seen them in the mansion, but they could see from their breathing methods and the strong muscles on their arms that they were definitely all practicing.

There were two carriages in total, one sitting in Luo Henglu and Shen Qingci, one carriage with luggage when they came here this time, and there was actually another one. This was brought by Shen Qingci. It used to be Changqing and Zhefeng, and Changqing and Zhefeng were finally able to see the light of the sky again, and the carriage was left in that inn.

After all, they were not going out for a walk, but were going to control the water. However, since Luo Heng didn't send Shen Qingci back, he asked someone to take Bai Mei over. There was no one around him, so he was worried that Shen Qingci was alone.

Luo Henglu has always been drawing something on the carriage. Shen Qingci didn't understand it very well. It seemed that he was drawing a map of mountains and rivers over there. Luo Henglu painted it as his little book boy. Although the skeletons of his body were scattered by the carriage, she still felt that the trip was worth it.

Want to go here to treat it?

Shen Qingci pointed to the location in the painting. He drew this place several times in a row, so she guessed whether it was this place, which was the destination they went to this time, and whether it was also here.

No, Luo Henglu shook his head. This place is very dangerous and the terrain is also dangerous. If it falls inside.

After a lifetime of death, Shen Qingci took his words, took a mat and placed it underneath, and then sat down.

Luo Henglu actually didn't want to say that it was his pillow. Well, I want to sit down. I'm afraid Shen Qingci really farted on it, so he could only admit that the princess he married home was in love with. If he doesn't feel any pain as a husband, would he still want others to feel pain?

Shen Qingci was lying on the small table, and after a while he was a little confused. There were so many mountains and rivers, and it was twisting and twisting. She tried to use another understanding, which was to regard this as a ghost painting talisman, but she had been watching it here for a long time. Forgive her, she still couldn't see any of it.

Tired, Luo Heng felt like he touched her hair and went there for a while. He was referring to the simple soft pads inside the carriage. If the carriage was parallel, if there were less bumps, it would be shaking and didn't feel so uncomfortable.

But if it is such a bumpy road, you must spit out the food you just ate.

Shen Qingci looked back and looked at the soft pads that wanted to lift the pillow up. Forget it, she was afraid that she would push her down like this. In a short while, she would really vomit her, so she should sit down.

Do you regret it?

Luo Hengli asked Shen Qingci, wouldn’t it be better to stay in the capital well? He insisted on sleeping in the open?

Why do you regret it? Shen Qingci has been moving forward all the way since he came out, and there is no way behind. Only the front can he move forward. She does not go back, and of course she will not be able to turn back.

If I regret it, I said, Luo Hengli took the pen and continued to draw pictures on it. I am ready to send you away at any time.

Shen Qingci held his face on the table, then you would have been waiting for a long time.

Luo Henglu raised his face and poked her face with a pen holder.

How could your father have such a hot temper give birth to a daughter like you?

One is fire and the other is ice. Chen Dingshan was so irritable that he would shout and kill him at all times, but he gave birth to a daughter with such a cold temperament.

Of course, this does not mean that Shen Qingci is like ice. She is definitely not ice. The ice can melt. She is fog, frost, and invisible. But the cold feeling can be felt by a gust of wind or a rain.

Shen Qingci blinked his round eyes again, then she stretched out her hand and placed it on Luo Henglu's face, and then pinched it hard. In this world, people who dared to pluck hair on tigers' heads must be said that Shen Qingci is still the number one person.

Men's faces are unmovable, especially royal people like Luo Henglu. Their blood is full of nobleness, and others want to touch him. Should they be afraid of life or paws?

Shen Qingci pinched several times, and finally felt that his hands were about to be sore, but Luo Henglu was nowhere to be ignorant and had no reaction at all.

Have you relieved?

Luo Heng asked Shen Qingci for a moment.

Well, fortunately, Shen Qingci finally let go of his hand. Of course, if she asked her if she had relieved her anger, well, it was natural that she had relieved her anger a lot.

She lay on the table again, staring at the painting painted by Luo Henglu without blinking, and without realizing it, she remembered the painting in her heart.

When this painting was drawn, it was indeed a map of mountains, rivers and topography. Sometimes, Shen Qingci felt that Luo Heng had thought that over the years, he had traveled all over the Zhou Dynasty, perhaps because of these maps. If he was not so familiar with the terrain, he would not have been able to draw such a precise map.

The topographic map of the entire Great Zhou, of course, is in his mind and in his eyes.

After a picture was finished, Shen Qingci was already asleep on the table. She pressed her face against the small table until she was asleep, and the carriage was still running forward with bumpy movements, and it was still not stopping.

Luo Hengli put her head on his legs, and the carriage was too bumpy and threw her on the carriage for a while, hitting her face or twisting her head.

He gently stroked Shen Qingci's hair on his forehead, and then kept looking ahead. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This is something he has never had in the past few years.

Just why I feel uneasy.

He lowered his head and saw that Shen Qingci was still asleep. She might have been too tired. After all, she was no better than men like them, and she had never left the house. She was busy with the train and walked all day long, so she should be tired.

Don't worry, no matter what, I will protect you from safety.

He smiled again, stroked his fingers through his leisurely forehead, and with his fingers touched, he could see the wound on her forehead. It has not been completely healed and has still some red marks.

Mo Fei said that the scar will disappear in a few days, but some of the injuries fell on him, and I am afraid that it will never be able to remove them throughout his life.
Chapter completed!