Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 11

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"Cinderella's Shoes"

In the dark night, the carriage creaked on the bamboo leaves.

The "woman" wearing the curtain cautiously opened a corner of the bead curtain, making sure that there was no one around, and then pushed the sleeping "Prince".

"Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang, can you change the lonely women's clothes now?"

The prince had a whim today [Liang Yuyin] pretending to be the prince in a man's disguise, and himself pretending to be Liang Yuyin in a woman's dress to test the situation.

The dignified prince, wearing a chest-stuffed woman's dress, is he really a man if he is found out?

Liang Yuyin, who wore men's clothing, let out a drowsy "hmm", and lazily said in a male voice, "No."

"If you make a mistake, I can't explain it to the teacher."

The prince has always listened to counselors' advice, so he opened the bead curtain and looked around vigilantly after hearing this.

The bamboo forest is quiet and the surrounding fields are lonely.

He approached the counselor who was many years younger than him and asked in a low voice, "Is there an assassin following?"

The counselor rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes and rested, which was his default.

The prince frowned slightly, slipped the dagger in his sleeve to his palm, and looked up at the counselor worriedly.

Liang Yuyin's arms were wrapped in layers of gauze, tightly covered by wide sleeves - she has always been allergic to cats, she developed a high fever that night when her arm was touched by a cat's paw, and her arms were densely packed with red spots, I am afraid it will take a long time disappear.

"If a fight really breaks out later, you and I will split into two groups, so don't stay longer." She couldn't see the expression of the counselor under the hood, but she just said in a flat voice, "Your Highness shouldn't be in danger personally, if you If something goes wrong, the entire East Palace will be ruined."

"I know, I just..."

The horses neighed.

Before the prince finished speaking, a sharp arrow pierced through the car wall, and the counselor quickly pulled the prince to several sides, stepped out of the bead curtain, and stabbed the carotid artery of the visitor with a sharp knife.

Blood splashed on the white gauze of her veil, like red flowers blooming out of thin air on the snow.

The prince's hidden guards moved with her figure, striking east and west, leading most of the assassins to Liang Yuyin's direction.

One ran down the hill, and the other ran up the hill.

The assassins split into two teams to pursue them like a tide, and their figures moved extremely fast under the moonlight.

bump!bump!bump!

Arrows shot in all directions.

The assassin came prepared and set up an ambush on the only way down the mountain. Apart from short soldiers, there were also archers to ambush.

Fortunately, the space in the bamboo grove is narrow, and the night is dark and dark clouds avoid the moon, so it is not convenient for archers to shoot arrows, otherwise people will really become living targets.

The prince ran ahead, and the assassin followed behind.

He somewhat regretted wearing a wide long skirt today, the skirt was slightly long, it was really inconvenient to run, so he could only run with all his strength holding the hem of the skirt.

However, he was not without means of protection. The Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment knew that the prince was weak and unable to fight against the assassins, so he taught him many self-defense items.

Although the skirt is big, no one knows what is hidden inside.

Gritting his teeth and pinching his thigh, he ran towards the mountain cabin with all his strength.

The footsteps behind him were chasing after him, and it was roughly estimated that there were seven or eight people.

The usually soft bamboo leaves are sharp and abnormal today, leaving red marks on the ankles, and blood gurgles from the tiny scratches, which cannot be stopped no matter what.

The prince has never been so embarrassed in his life.

He ran away and lost a shoe, and the hairpin on his head fell somewhere.

The two real steamed buns on the chest seemed to have fallen off, and they happened to be stuck in the waistband.

The black hair was scattered in all directions, and the scattered hair was stuck to the pale cheeks with sweat, but he wanted to stabilize the veil so that he would not be exposed so quickly.

The sound of breathing became more and more rapid, but the scene in front of him became more and more blurred.

Swallowing the rusty blood in his mouth, he walked sideways through a gap between bamboos, his feet as heavy as lead.

The crow fluttered its wings and flew high in the night, making ominous calls.

Suddenly, the sky was spinning, he was caught by something around his ankles, and he was hanging straight from the bamboo.

There were several "swish, swish, swish" sounds, and the more frightened the crows flew high.

"Harvest--"

The prince thought to himself that my life is over, and he was always ready to bite his tongue and kill himself. He would rather die in place than be laughed at to the point of shame and anger.

It’s not good that in the future, when others mention him, there will only be one comment——

"Hahaha, who are you talking about, I know, he was too busy to sleep in the middle of the night, so he pretended to be a jiao'e and went to the deep mountains to find feelings."

But the next sentence from the old voice was, "Huh? Dalang Dalang, come over and have a look. Why is it not a wild boar, but seven gourd-shaped dolls?"

"Your Highness, don't be afraid."

At the foot of the mountain, there was a short man dressed as a hunter and wearing a weird sacrificial mask with half of his head carrying a hoe. With a hoe, he smashed the head of a dark gourd baby hanging on a tree. He turned around and held the "Prince" affectionately by the hand, " Your Highness, you are already safe. Everything will not disappear with my presence."

"Prince": ...

"Prince": "Thank you righteous man?"

Seeing that the prince was so excited that he was trembling all over, Su Qi pretended to be weird and Lan thought it was better.

What is a routine?This is called a routine.

In my memory, Lu Lingyun saved the beauties many times as a hero, and it was with this sentence that he captured the hearts of many beauties.Although Su Lan felt that these words were greasy, but it was unavoidable——

In this intellectually abused world, this sentence is also very popular when spoken by another gender.

Su Lan quickly filtered Lu Lingyun's solution in her mind, and perfectly imitated the evil smile of that man's slashed face, "You're welcome, seeing injustices in the road, drawing swords to help, this is what I should do."

Liang Yuyin's skin was about to get goosebumps.

If she is guilty, please ask the Department of Punishment to punish her legally, instead of a greasy and disgusting evil spirit smiling at her.

"Prince": "Haha, friend, you are so interesting."

The strange man hugged the "Prince" by the shoulders, and laughed enthusiastically and arrogantly back.

Su Lan was very satisfied. As expected, it was the male lead's way of increasing the favorability of others. It was extremely useful—in less than half an hour, he was already able to chat shoulder to shoulder with the sick and weak prince.

The several hidden guards who fought their way out of the siege were covered in blood, trembling and hiding behind the girl who was shorter than them.

too frightening.

A very short, juvenile figure standing on top of dozens of headless corpses with smashed heads.

The weird man was holding a blood-stained hoe, and the corner of his mouth was exaggeratedly raised to one side, just like the man-eating monster that the mother told the child when he was a child, laughing wildly with "quack quack quack".

Mr. Fan has not been out of the mountain for more than ten years—just to guard this thing?It really is a great sacrifice, which is admirable.

Their Mr. Liang is like a delicate flower about to be broken by hot hands, weak, pitiful and helpless.

A dark guard plucked up his courage, lifted his dagger to protect Liang Yuyin behind him, and raised his chin, "You, don't be arrogant! Our, our reinforcements will be here soon..."

If it weren't for his stuttering, this sentence would indeed be very threatening.

If the weirdo woke up from a dream, let go of Mr. Liang's hand and let out a weird cry.

Wangshu wants to fall, and the golden crow will come out.

In the early morning, the sun is thin like a waterfall, and the sunlight quickly erodes the darkness inch by inch. The strange man strode into the bamboo forest as if he couldn't see the light.

Just when everyone was relieved, a black shadow flew out of the bamboo forest and rushed towards Liang Yuyin's face.

"boom!"

Even if Liang Yuyin turned his head away quickly with quick eyes and hands, he still couldn't help being knocked off his hat by this thing, revealing his clean and small chin.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was a shoe thrown by the other party.

If Liang Yuyin hadn't dodged it in time, this shoe would have hit her directly in the face—what kind of enmity and resentment did he have to do such a vicious act?

The shoes are placed horizontally, like a big smiling face.

Liang Yuyin put on his hat and covered his face again.

She leaned over to pick up the shoe and looked at it. The corners were made of gold thread, and the boot was soft and comfortable. She thought it belonged to some powerful young master.

She stood there motionless with her sleeves folded, her eyes fixed on the direction the strange man left, and she rarely gave a cold "heh".

Su Lan shuttled all the way, climbed the window and entered the house before the old dealer knocked on the door, threw off the quilt and lay down inside.

Just now, the operation is smooth and smooth, and the young man still can't calm down his heart.

It turns out that the protagonist "Tiger's Body Shocked" that is often mentioned in the storybook really exists.

Su Lan would never be able to rob someone with Lu Lingyun before he was alive, but this time he followed Lu Lingyun's words, followed Lu Lingyun's path, and pretended that he was Lu Lingyun to create momentum for him, so he would definitely win.

The young man lay groggy on the bed, as if sleeping on a white cloud, his whole body was so light that he almost wanted to take off.

Combined with the love story of Lv Lingyun and Miss Cheng who abused their heart and body, Su Lan concluded the following protagonist's law.

Regardless of men or women, never give too much for nothing, the friendship given for free is not easy to be cherished - so he withdrew halfway, deliberately leaving a shoe to ask the prince to find Wu Zixu, his vest, according to the picture.

wonderful!Wonderful!

Su Lan applauded her wit, turned over lavishly, and lay down on the bed with "big" characters, closing her eyes and preparing to fall asleep.

The cicadas blew past their ears, seeming a bit noisy.

After a while a thought flashed across him suddenly, and he quickly lost his happiness.

That shoe is good, but it's a pity that it's not Su Lan's own shoe—that day when the soldiers dragged people around, Su Lan simply snatched the fainted Lu Lingyun's shoes and put them on her own feet.

Lu Lingyun's feet were big and his shoes were big, so they naturally didn't fit Su Lan's feet. Apart from the Arabian Nights, how did the prince find Mr. Wu according to the map?

The young man lost his faith, curled up in the bedding and wrapped his body into a ball, unwilling to believe that he had made such a mistake.

What does it mean to be too clever?

Su Lan guessed that there might be assassins ambushing the mountainside, and deliberately used the pretext of catching wild boars to plant traps at the foot of the mountain, just waiting for the group of stupid assassins who ambushed the mountainside in advance to take the bait, just to win the prince's favor.

After working so hard to set traps for so long, they all end up making wedding dresses for others.

The vicious male lead is not afraid of difficulties.

The boy took a deep breath to encourage himself, then took out his small notebook, opened his favor and frantically swiped planB.