Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

63 The Mermaids Raised in the Backyard (End)

Chapter 63 The Mermaids Raised in the Backyard (End)

It seemed to have entered deep winter overnight.

Because they fled in a hurry, no one brought a hot water bottle, and the people in the carriage were so cold that their teeth were chattering. In the general silence, it seemed that even the creaking friction sound could be heard.

Xue Yu wanted to lift the curtain to take a look at the miserable scene outside. His hand reached out, but he didn't have the courage. He bit the meat in his mouth to stabilize the dirt that was about to jump out of his throat. At this moment, he heard a loud horse neigh outside.

"It's Guard Cen."

"Why is Guard Cen here?"

Xue Yu pursed his lips in a daze. Before he could look, the coachman stopped, and then the curtain was raised. He was held by a big hand. As the hand pulled and hugged him, he was transferred from the carriage to the back of another horse in a blink of an eye.

The slightly wet eyelashes trembled, and Xue Yu called out in confusion: "Cen Guixuan?"

The soft and warm touch was in his arms, and when he lowered his head, he saw a small face with sweat and some hair stuck to it. Cen Guixuan would blush when he was close to Xue Yu, but he let it blush and heat up at the moment. He said: "Sorry, you have to go to a place with me."

The man who rushed back from the battlefield was also weathered, his armor was cold and embedded with wet blood, and his voice was no longer as clean as before when he spoke.

Xue Yu did not struggle, and asked: "Where to?"

Cen Guixuan: "The prison."

Xue Yu thought he had heard it wrong, but he was a little dumbfounded when he saw the man's serious expression: "...You want to lock me up?"

"No."

Cen Guixuan hurriedly denied it. He held the reins and fixed his eyes strictly on the direction, as if this way he would not be disturbed by the mermaid. He explained: "To go to Lanshui Mountain, you have to pass through the pass. Now the coalition forces have surrounded Daxin, and the pass is full of their people. Even flies can't fly out. If you want to leave, you must get a pass."

"The one who has the pass is Lou Qingcheng in prison."

Xue Yu glanced at the surrounding scenery and hesitated, "But this is not the way to the prison."

Cen Guixuan rolled his throat and swallowed the fishy breath: "It is this way. Your Majesty is afraid that there are still rebels in the capital who have not been eliminated, so he relied on the city defense map to rescue people. Therefore, Lou Qingcheng was not sent to the prison in the capital, but was locked up in a prison in a small county."

Xue Yu hummed softly: "I know... Aren't you jealous?"

The man paused: "What?"

Xue Yu lowered his eyes.

His eyes fell on the two arms far apart on both sides of his waist, as if what would happen if he touched him, the man raised his elbows very far, even if he threw the reins, he couldn't touch his skin at all.

The redness spread to his neck, fortunately it was covered by the coagulated blood, and others couldn't see the clues. The man pursed his lips, like red and hot wood, and whispered: "Not jealous."

He thought it would get better after this.

But after not seeing him for dozens of times, he still seemed strange.

Xue Yu had something on his mind, so he nodded and ignored Cen Guixuan, but he didn't notice his distraction.

The road to the prison was so difficult, and it was hard to find a way to go. When he arrived at the door, Xue Yu found that except for the prisoners, all the jailers were running for their lives.