Chai Qingyue kept staring at Murong Sichen's wound, and kept watching it, and didn't speak for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but Chai Qingyue finally spoke, “Go to rest early, we will go back to our parents’ home tomorrow!”

"Yeah." Murong Sichen nodded, responded, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to touch Chai Qingyue's head. He liked to touch her like this, and Chai Qingyue also enjoyed that he touched his head, which was very comfortable.

The next morning, Chai Qingyue opened her eyes early. In Murong Sichen's arms, Chai Qingyue's eyes were staring at his chest, and there was also a relatively obvious sword injury on his chest.

After a long time, Murong Sichen seemed to feel a pair of bright eyes staring at him, then opened his eyes and saw Chai Qingyue staring at the wound on his chest motionlessly.

Murong Sichen didn't say anything, but kept asking her to watch this way. This time she couldn't bear it anymore. She stretched out her hand and placed her hand on Chai Qingyue's head and stroked it. While tidying Chai Qingyue's black and beautiful hair, she smelled the unique fragrance of women emitted from Chai Qingyue's body, which was particularly comfortable.

"Qingyue, stop watching, it's getting late, get up quickly." The two of them didn't say a word since they woke up. Suddenly, Murong Sichen spoke and broke the tranquility of the morning.

Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue finished washing, had breakfast, sorted out what they wanted to bring, and then got on the carriage and set off on the way to their parents' home.

"Si Chen, who do you think we will look like in the future?" Chai Qingyue, who was sitting in the carriage and nestled on Murong Sichen's shoulder, looked at Murong Sichen with a cute and charming look and asked.

Murong Sichen couldn't help but reach out and rub Chai Qingyue's cheeks, and his lips with clear edges opened lightly: "I think the boy should be like you, and the girl should be like me."

"Oh? Why do boys look like me?" Chai Qingyue put her little hand beside her mouth and continued to ask obediently.

"Because you look good, so the man should look like you." Murong Sichen said, moving his hand to Chai Qingyue's head and touched Chai Qingyue's head.

"Puchi!" Chai Qingyue couldn't help laughing for a moment, and suddenly wanted to tease her family's crowd. "If that girl is like you, I guess she won't get married when she grows up, haha."

Murong Sichen said nothing, as if a string of ellipsis was floating across his head. This speechless expression made Chai Qingyue laugh even more, and she was so laughing from ear to ear.

Seeing Chai Qingyue laughing so loudly while covering her stomach, Murong Sichen was a little afraid that Chai Qingyue would make a mistake if she continued to laugh like this, so he blocked her delicate lips with his clear edges.

Without a trace of defense, Chai Qingyue was shy by Murong Sichen's sneak attack, and her face turned red in an instant, but she had stopped laughing and responded to Murong Sichen with her fragrant tongue.

This deep kiss lasted for a long time. When Chai Qingyue felt tired, she pounded Murong Sichen's chest with her little hands. Only then did Murong Sichen reluctantly leave Chai Qingyue's red lips.

The carriage had been driving for several hours. Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue, who were sitting in the carriage, had ambiguous relationship with each other and suddenly felt a bumpy ride.

Murong Sichen immediately hugged Chai Qingyue tightly. He swore that he must protect her. In the previous assassination, Murong Sichen failed to protect her, which caused her to suffer such severe injuries. The guilt in her heart could not be eliminated for a long time, and the mastermind behind the scenes had not been found yet. Murong Sichen even gritted his teeth and hated her teeth.

Only a small part of this hatred is for the mastermind behind the scenes, while most of it is for themselves. If you are not strong enough, you cannot protect the people around you. It is hateful, it is really hateful! Murong Sichen hates himself and hates him for not strong enough, so he secretly swears in his heart that he must become strong and must protect the people around him!

The carriage continued to drive forward, getting more and more bumpy. Murong Sichen hugged Chai Qingyue in his arms tighter, and Chai Qingyue also hugged Murong Sichen tightly.

After a long time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue both showed doubts on their faces. It would probably take several days to go back to their parents' home. Now it's less than a day, how could the carriage arrive at its destination so quickly?

Murong Sichen hurriedly looked out and saw a group of strong men in front of him blocking the road.

"I opened this road and I planted this tree. If you want to pass by, leave it to buy wealth. If you know the truth, hurry up and keep the money, keep it quicker." The strong man in the head spoke old-fashioned oral words in a rough voice.

These bandits and bandits guard this road all day long. Whenever passers-by passers-by, they block the way. They first recited the oral words and then started robbing.

Murong Sichen saw that there were too many bandits and he and Chai Qingyue were injured again, so he could only take advantage of these bandits. Chai Qingyue had long expected that he would definitely take some necessary paths when he went out, and some bandits would definitely guard these necessary paths, so Chai Qingyue brought more money when he went out.

Among the bandits, the shortest one, and the most lustful one, slowly approached the carriage. He stretched his neck and looked inside the carriage. Suddenly, he saw a stunning face. The bandit immediately drooled.

"Fourth Lao! What are you looking at? Come and help!" Next to the bandit in the lead, there was a blind man with only one eye left. Seeing the fourth Lao, standing there stupidly, and still giggling at the carriage, the blind man immediately shouted.

Hearing the blind man calling him, the fourth brother immediately took back the saliva that was about to fall. "The third brother, there is a beautiful beauty in the carriage. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. I want to get her."

The fourth brother jumped in front of the third brother excitedly, then immediately approached the third brother's ears and said as thin as a mosquito.

"Look at you like that, hold your saliva and get the job done first. When you go back, you can do whatever you want." The bandit who spoke ranked third in the copycat, nicknamed Yiyanlong.

"Hehe." The fourth brother walked to the coachman with a smile, twisted his neck, and pressed his hand bones a few times. The sound of the bones rubbing sounded.

The coachman looked at the group of ferocious bandits in front of him, and got off the horse, and stood there tremblingly, his urine almost scared, and he didn't dare to say anything, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't speak at all.

After all, this coachman was invited by Murong Sichen at a high price. Unexpectedly, he was so brave. In this case, anyone would be afraid. This is right, but this coachman is too cowardly, what a coward!
Chapter completed!