Chapter 137 The carriage has a sound insulation effect
"Prince An was assassinated on his way back to Beijing."
Murong Xiao's expression changed, "Where is that person?"
The secret guard said: "He was assassinated when he was approaching the capital. He had to be sent back to the capital to find the imperial doctor."
"Didn't he go to relax nearby? Why did he run back to the capital without saying a word?" Feng Jian asked in surprise.
"The emperor wants to punish Princess An. When Prince An hears about it, he will rush back to Beijing."
"Who would have known that I would encounter an assassin just after arriving on the outskirts of the capital."
Murong Xiao kept holding the woman's hand and did not let go, "Go back to Beijing immediately."
This time, Marquis Changning did not dare to stop him.
The three of them hurried back to Beijing.
Feng Mingwei climbed onto the carriage, and Murong Xiao followed.
"You didn't even know the extent of Murong An's injury before you returned to Beijing. Aren't you afraid of some conspiracy?"
For example, in order to help Shen Qiuyue avoid punishment, the Shen family deliberately assassinated King An and diverted the emperor's attention?
Murong Xiao's eyes were cold and he did not answer her question immediately.
But after a while, there was a sound of horse hooves in front of them. It was the imperial guards beside the emperor, who were rushing eight hundred miles to send them back.
Feng Mingwei silently held her forehead, "Did you know that the emperor would send someone here?"
"right."
Murong Xiao's thin lips revealed one word, "Third brother is injured, whether it's serious or not, my father will send someone to ask you to come back."
This is preference.
There is no reason or reason at all.
He knew that his father would take her back so quickly and decisively.
The result is the same, it's better to be more proactive.
"Also, no matter who is behind the assassination of King An, or what the purpose is, I'm afraid it has something to do with me."
Because Murong An went back because he was angry in the military camp.
When Emperor Beiwu learned the reason, he would blame him when he got angry.
Feng Mingwei couldn't help but sympathize with him, "It's obviously because of Shen Qiuyue that he returned to Beijing and was assassinated. What does that have to do with you? Don't worry, when your father dares to indiscriminately accuse you again, I will help you testify and I will cover up With you."
Murong Xiao clasped his hands and froze, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Okay."
"Um?"
Feng Mingwei tilted her head, looked at him and blinked, "That's not normal!"
"Why is it abnormal? Didn't you say you wanted to protect me?"
"But you shouldn't say, 'Humph, I don't need your protection?'"
Feng Mingwei imitated his usual tone of voice and expression, and imitated him well.
Murong Xiao's face turned a little dark, "Stop talking and take a rest."
"come over."
As he spoke, he patted the seat next to him and motioned for her to sit over.
Feng Mingwei felt that his inexplicable gentleness was strange, and she quickly shook her head for fear of being plotted against, "Forget it, I'll just lean over here and keep my eyes open for a while."
Murong Xiao felt that she was resisting him, and he felt unhappy. Without saying a word, he pulled her towards his arms and said, "It's near the window over there. It's windy. If you don't be careful, you'll catch a cold."
Then he took out a thin cashmere blanket from the secret compartment and draped it over her body.
Feng Mingwei's head was pressed, her face pressed against his chest. Listening to the man's strong heartbeat, her ears felt hot subconsciously, and she struggled a few times, "I can't sleep like this..."
"Is it uncomfortable to sit?"
"Then sit on my lap!"
The corners of Murong Xiao's lips curled up slightly, he held her head with one hand, pinched her waist with the other and lifted Feng Mingwei up to his lap, surrounded by overwhelming warmth, which was quite comfortable.
"Honestly, do you have any special thoughts about this princess?" It was indeed comfortable to sit on his lap, and his arms were warm. Feng Mingwei felt so comfortable that she didn't want to move, so she leaned lazily in his arms, peach blossoms She narrowed her eyes slightly and had bad thoughts, and couldn't help but draw a few small circles on his chest with her fingertips.
"Don't move." Murong Xiao breathed heavily, his eyes flickered, his heart was in confusion, and his face was a little red, but there was only moonlight in the carriage, so his expression could not be seen clearly.
All she could see was the hot light in his eyes staring at her.
"This king is not a gentleman who sits quietly in his arms. You'd better stop touching me."
Feng Mingwei: "..."
No matter how I look at it, I feel unhappy.
He is obviously interested in her!
He must have insisted on holding her to sleep!
Why does it look like she's cheating?!
"Humph, then I'd better sit by myself." Feng Mingwei pushed away the thin cashmere blanket wrapping herself and made a gesture to get up.
But Murong Xiao didn't let her succeed, he pinched her waist and didn't move an inch.
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get away from him.
Like falling into water, she flopped twice, causing the man to lose his patience, grab her chin, and force her to raise her head slightly.
Then he kissed her little mouth.
"Murong Xiao..."
Feng Mingwei felt like she couldn't breathe, so she whimpered and cursed.
The little pink fist beat and beat, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.
Gradually, she lost all strength and could no longer bear the pain, so the man reluctantly let her go.
Perhaps it was an hallucination caused by temporary hypoxia, but Feng Mingwei's blurred eyes saw the man smiling at her tenderly and lovingly, so lovingly that she almost drowned her to death.
"In my entire life, this princess has never been bullied like this... Murong Xiao, how dare you do this to me?"
Feng Mingwei came back to her senses and saw that cold face again. In anger, she raised her hand and gave him a loud slap in the face.
There was a sound of "pop!"
It made both of them sober up a lot.
Murong Xiao's face was visibly darkened.
The air in the cramped carriage was freezing and biting.
A drop of cold sweat broke out on Feng Mingwei's forehead, and she was ready for a fight at any time.
It's just that the man didn't have his usual cold eyes, nor was he furious. Instead, he silently picked up the thin cashmere blanket and covered her gently.
"Go to sleep."
Feng Mingwei: "..."
Maybe he really didn't want to fight with her.
Or maybe you're too tired.
Murong Xiao hugged her and closed his eyes, ignoring anyone.
This confused Feng Mingwei, who was about to fight, and had no idea what the man was thinking.
She lay on top of him, with her face on his neck and her lips on his sexy throat.
As soon as the carriage swayed, her soft lips pressed on it.
Murong Xiao suddenly tensed up and did not dare to act rashly, for fear that he would lose control.
But keeping in this posture, Feng Mingwei had some wild thoughts, how could she sleep?
She had no idea about this at first, but when she thought about the kiss just now, various images emerged in her mind.
No, she can't sleep like this.
"I'd better go out and ride a horse..."
As soon as Feng Mingwei got up, she fell back due to the shaking of the carriage.
woke up the man.
The moment Murong Xiao opened his eyes, it was like a sharp sword sweeping over him, "Can't you sleep?"
A low, lazy voice is a bit dangerous.
Feng Mingwei felt that her palms were sweating, "Well..."
Before the words came out, she couldn't speak.
Different from the previous kiss, this time she felt a little carried away.
Unknowingly, the two of them were lying down, and even her waistband was loosened.
Murong Xiao casually pressed a small switch, and the benches on both sides suddenly retracted, making the space spacious. The wooden boards inside the carriage originally had carpets, but they were also extremely luxurious ferret plush blankets, which were very thin and soft.
During this process, he didn't let her go, he refused to let her go, and he had no intention of stopping.
Feng Mingwei was a little confused. After understanding what he was going to do, she couldn't help but resist, "Murong Xiao, are you crazy?"
There were secret guards escorting outside, and even Feng Jian was escorting on horseback beside the carriage.
For fear of being discovered, she didn't dare to speak loudly and stared at him in a low voice.
"The carriage has sound insulation effect." Murong Xiao looked calm, raised his hand and "click" the window was closed tightly.