Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 142 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (49)

Coincidentally, his stomach made an inopportune sound at this moment. Tang Cuo tiptoed towards the edge of the charcoal fire, then half-knelt down and raised his hand to pick up a wooden stick beside him.

At the same time, a pair of deep black eyes fell on him silently, like a poisonous snake, staring at its prey.

Murong Yuan played with the silver-glowing dagger in his hand and took a few steps closer to Tang Cuo in the dark night.

It was a dark night and he could only see a figure in front of him, but he didn't know who that figure was. A bloodthirsty light flashed in Murong Yuan's eyes and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"The mouse in the dark night is interesting..."

Tang Cuo raised his hand to pull out the sweet potato in front of him, then broke it open. Just as he was about to turn around and return to the carriage, a cold blade was pressed directly against his neck.

Tang Cuo subconsciously threw the sweet potato in his hand to the ground and swallowed nervously.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Murong Yuan's voice was emotionless and seemed particularly terrifying in the silent night.

Oh my god...were discovered already?

"Um... don't get me wrong, I mean no harm..."

Hearing his voice, Murong Yuan's hand holding the dagger suddenly trembled, and the exquisite dagger fell to the ground in an instant.

Hearing the "pop" sound, Tangcuo was even more confused: Is this a scam?

Before he could continue speaking, he was pulled back a little by a force and then pressed against a solid chest.

Murong Yuan put one hand on his waist and the other hand tightly clasped his shoulders. He whispered in his ear in a low voice, "Your Highness..."

"A Yuan?" Hearing his voice, Tang Cuo felt that his heart was finally at peace...

He turned around carefully and faced Murong Yuan.

At the same time, the subordinates who were resting nearby heard the noise, stood up and lit the torches nearby.

The bright firelight shone on the two of them. Murong Yuan's eyes fell on Tang Cuo's face, then he raised his hand and held him in his arms, and ordered those around him in a cold tone, "Turn around."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hearing his order, everyone turned around without hesitation.

Murong Yuan's face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. "Your Highness, didn't I tell you to stay in the palace? How did you get here?"

"Uh... I put myself into the box for offerings and was transported here together with the gifts." Tang Cuo knew he was in the wrong, so he just confessed everything.

"Heh." Murong Yuan chuckled, "This is really a generous gift." As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yuan raised his hand, picked up Tang Cuo horizontally, and walked towards the carriage.

In the carriage, Murong Yuan carefully placed Tang Cuo on a seat beside him, then half-knelt in front of him, "Your Highness..."

"Let me explain." Tang Cuo spoke first.

"I'm waiting. Your Highness, don't worry. A Yuan won't blame you." As he spoke, Murong Yuan raised his hand and placed Tang Cuo's legs on his knees, rubbing them gently. "Your Highness has been in the box for a long time. Your legs may be a little sore. A Yuan will rub them for you."

Seeing this, Tangcuo immediately displayed his best acting skills, "Ayuan, I'm just a little worried about your safety, so I want to go with you..."

Hearing his words, Murong Yuan's eyes deepened a little, "Your Highness, I remember I once told you that your safety is above everything else, including my life."

He stood up, put one hand on the inner wall of the carriage behind Tangcuo, and held him in his arms in a protective posture.

"I know, A Yuan, don't be angry first..."

"I'm not angry. I will never be angry with Your Highness."

Seeing his still unimproved face, Tangcuo asked softly, "Ayuan, you won't send me back, right? This place is already very far from the capital..."

"With a fast horse, A Yuan can send His Highness back to the couch in the Purple Palace in four hours."

Hearing his words, Tangcuo's eyes twitched a few times: What should I do? He will send me back. Xiaoye...all my efforts have been in vain.

[Host, beauty trap, beauty trap, seduce him directly.]

Ahem, please be careful with your wording, what does seduction mean?

[My fault, my fault, host, I just hooked up with him.]

"Okay, it's no different from before." Tang Cuo sighed slightly, "But don't tell me, it's a good plan."

Thinking of this, Tang Cuo pinched his palm silently, and a hint of red immediately appeared at the corners of his eyes, making him look extremely pitiful.

Tang Cuo looked at Murong Yuan and said softly, "I'm sorry, A Yuan, I've caused you trouble again..." As he spoke, his eyes drooped slightly.

Seeing his expression, Murong Yuan directly embraced him in his arms, "It's A Yuan's fault. Wherever Your Highness wants to go, A Yuan will naturally accompany Your Highness. Your Highness, don't blame yourself. A Yuan will be heartbroken."

Ok, this game is secured, we’ll win it right away.

Tang Cuo raised his eyes and looked at Murong Yuan without saying a word.

"Yue Xu, bring me my white fur coat. It's very cold at night. Don't let the cold invade His Highness." Murong Yuan lifted the curtain on one side of the car and shouted towards the shadow.

After a while, Yuexu handed the fur coat in, and Murongyuan put it on Tangcuo, "Your Highness may feel sleepy. If you are tired, you can lean on Ayuan's shoulder and take a nap."

Now that I have come to this, I can only... go hungry again...

Tang Cuo nodded helplessly, then leaned against his side. Strangely, within half an incense stick of time, a feeling of sleepiness once again overwhelmed Tang Cuo's nerves.

No way, I’ve slept all day, why am I still sleepy... Was Murong Yuan a sleeping pill in his previous life?

Soon, Tangcuo fell into a deep sleep again.

The next morning, when Tangcuo opened his eyes again, he found that the carriage had already started moving. He sat up straight and looked around.

Murong Yuan beside him had already opened his eyes and leaned against him, "Your Highness, you are awake."

"Ah Yuan, where are we now?"

"It's a little faster than the original plan. We can reach the capital of the Rong Dynasty before dark."

This is indeed a lot faster. Tang Cuo opened the car window and looked out.

The wheels made a sound as they rolled over the stones. The weather outside the window was very good, with the sunshine and the sound of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.

On the other side, Mu Hanqing looked at the people kneeling in front of him with a gloomy face and sneered, "The person is missing? I have waited for so long, and all I got is a sentence of missing?"

His eyes were dark and full of oppression, and just one glance was enough to make people feel creepy.

"Your Highness, please calm down. It's possible...it's possible that Prince Li hid Young Master Tang. Who knows?" The man dodged Mu Hanqing's cold gaze and forced an explanation.

"Is it possible? Maybe?" Mu Hanqing tapped the table with his fingers and repeated these words in an indifferent tone.