Chapter 1190: The adorable little general who has become the "Oiran" (75)
Staring solemnly at those gentle watery peach eyes, the lower jaw was slightly stretched, "This is based on when our duties are not busy, we can't lose the sage."
She is very professional!
"what?……"
Feng Lan tried his best to endure a laugh, but on the surface it was pretending to be displeased, and her voice stretched.
He raised his eyes slightly, and deliberately complained, "Xing'er, when we are alone, can we not talk about official affairs or mention the sacred? I will also be jealous."
"impossible."
The little guy shook his head solemnly.
She opened her eyes wide and soft, her small face was inexplicably serious, "We have to keep our heads first, so that we can be alone."
"..."
Feng Lan turned his pupils silently.
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but shook his head and laughed helplessly.
Sometimes this little girl is too straightforward.
"Well, it's getting late, let's go back and rest."
Looking at Xiang Xing's little red nose that had been frozen from the cold, the man curled his lips lightly, folded his arms around the waist, and carefully guarded her into a warm embrace.
Standing up, standing on his toes, he leaped neatly away from the palace tower and leaped towards Fengxiang Tower.
However, just as the two crossed the Dongdu Market Street again.
Vaguely, Xiang Xing seemed to feel a weird breath that was indescribable. Since she and the two entered Dongdu Street, they have left the ground and coiled around them.
The little guy instantly stood upright.
They... seem to be being followed!
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little uneasy, and she couldn't help but gently tugged at the corner of Fenglan's clothes, and whispered, "Brother Fenglan..."
"Shhh."
Feng Lan also seemed to have noticed this early, and directly made a silent gesture to her.
The voice became even lower and hoarse, "Let him follow, let's not startle."
"Ok!"
Xiang Xing nodded vigorously.
"Hey, don't be afraid."
The man rubbed her little head gently, and then his eyes fell sharply.
Immediately afterwards, the little guy felt that after he pondered for a while, a bit of mellow and domineering internal aura suddenly radiated from his whole body.
And these inner breaths were urged by the man's fingers, and they swam out very quickly, rushing to that strange breath.
However, the owner of that strange breath didn't seem to notice all of this.
Xiang Xing was surprised again.
Wow, this guy can not only automatically track incense, but also martial arts internal strength...
There was a saying, she really doubted at this moment whether this one was a fairy.
...
Fortunately, after the two of them smoothly walked out of Dongdu Street, the mysterious aura did not follow.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but quickly flash into a small alley beside them.
"Xing'er, wait for me for a while."
Feng Lan whispered, and immediately closed his eyes, holding his breath.
But after a while, when he opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were already clear.
"follow me."
He couldn't help but said, and took the hand of the little guy who hadn't slowed down, and quickly turned back.
Until they came to a small yard that looked very ordinary, the two quietly stopped and crouched behind a haystack in a corner.
Xiang Xing only saw Feng Lan hook and thin the corners of his lips proudly, then lifted his fingers and pushed aside the thatched fence a little bit.
The scene in the small courtyard suddenly appeared in the cracks of the grass.
I saw a middle-aged man looking extremely tall, carrying the two people on his back, and walking slowly towards the small house in the middle of the courtyard.
However, looking at the broad back, the little guy suddenly felt a faint sense of familiarity in his heart.