After the carriage drove for a while, Feng Qingchen kicked Leng Jiu for the fourth time.
Leng Jiu sighed, looked back at the two women beside him and said unhappily: "Get out of the car!"
"Get off the car?" Bei Qingwu was startled and asked them to come up and sit down. Was it just to give them a ride?
An Yi hurriedly got out of the car, but she was sitting in the middle. Bei Qing couldn't move. She could only crawl behind Leng Jiu and get off. However, just as she crawled over, a hand suddenly held her petite feet. .
An Yi frowned and looked back, only to see a little bit of snow-white fingertips retracting into the curtain.
An Yi's eyes widened in horror, this god-like uncle actually has such a hobby?
An Yi was extremely angry, but now she could only endure it.
She can¡¯t even fight the Queen, let alone this god-like uncle, the God of War!
Although she had to endure it, An Yi couldn't help but glared at the curtain, and then climbed out of the car.
Bei Qingwu could only get off the car from the side, but usually she would be supported by the maid and Mother Qi when she got off the car, and there would be a stool under her feet. This time, there was no one to support her and she was a little hesitant. She didn't wait for two With her feet on the ground, Leng Jiu drove the car forward suddenly. She screamed and ducked aside, her foot sprained.
Bei Qingwu looked at the carriage that was driving away quickly and stamped her feet with hatred, but as soon as she stamped her feet, her sprained feet felt particularly painful.
"Sister Liu, come and help me!" Bei Qingwu called An Yi while holding on to the palace wall with one hand.
An Yi was still immersed in the suffocation of being eaten. Seeing Bei Qingwu's uncomfortable look, he reluctantly stepped forward.
"Sister Liu, please help me see why my feet hurt so much?" Bei Qingwu was so delicate that she almost cried.
An Yi stepped forward and touched it, but no bones were injured, just a sprain. Now that she didn't have a medicine box with her, she couldn't do simple treatment, so she had to say: "It's nothing serious, I'll just take care of it for you when I get back!" "
Bei Qingwu looked at the long palace road with no end in sight, and frowned slightly: "How can I walk now that my foot is sprained?"
An Yi frowned, how to go? Could it be that she had to carry it on her back?
Bei Qingwu blinked her eyes and looked at An Yi pleadingly.
An Yi didn't want to be fooled and said quickly: "Princess Princess, why don't you wait here while I go and see if any sedans are passing by!"
Before Bei Qingwu could say anything, An Yi quickly ran away.
"Sister Liu, don't leave me here" Bei Qingwu couldn't help shouting.
As he ran, Anyi turned around and shouted to Bei Qingwu: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon, just wait for me!"
Bei Qingwu stood, looking at the empty palace road, and suddenly became confused. Who is she and why is she here? What happened just now?
After An Yi ran for a while, he realized that his body was much stronger than before, and he reached the Imperial Garden without feeling tired.
"It's just that this palace is not on the street. Where can I find a sedan chair to pick up Bei Qingwu?"
Just when An Yi was looking around blankly, he heard a voice from behind, "Linglong, is it you? Are you back?"
An Yi was startled, standing there and not daring to turn around.
The man slowly walked towards An Yi. An Yi gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to see Long Yule accompanying a graceful middle-aged woman. She became happy and hurriedly ran forward. He called out: "Third Prince, it's great to find you. Princess Qingwu needs your rescue!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com