Looking at Feng Zao who stopped him, Qiao'er said hoarsely: "Mr. Feng Zao, please tell the princess, our princess is very sick, she can't even drink medicine, and................"

She really wanted to tell the story of the princess vomiting blood, but the princess didn't allow it.

Qiao'er could only trot all the way and continued, "The princess's body can't stand it anymore. I beg the prince to be kind to the team to stop and let the princess take a break."

Feng Zao saw that she had worked so hard that she had to stop by herself.

However, the team was still moving forward, and the prince gradually walked away.

Qiao'er became more anxious when she looked at Feng Liye's tall and cold back.

"Mr. Feng Zao, the princess is really uncomfortable. Sir, please report to the prince."

Feng Zao thought about it before saying, "Okay, you can wait."

He immediately rode his horse and caught up with Feng Liye.

Qiao'er didn't dare to stop, so she could only follow the team and trot all the way.

Not long after, Feng Zao rode his horse back and looked at Qiao'er who was already exhausted and breathing: "Is it... the princess begging the prince to stop?"

Qiaoer was stunned and wanted to say yes, but in the end, the word "yes" couldn't be said.

With the princess's pride, if she knew about this, she might be so angry that she would vomit blood.

Feng had seen this before, and he had already understood.

He sighed lightly and said helplessly: "You'd better go back and accompany the princess."

"Does the princess have to bow his head and the prince will be willing to give her a little more pity?"

Qiao'er had red eyes and bit her lip, almost desperate.

Feng Zao wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only swallow the words he had to say.

"You'd better... go back and persuade the princess." Where did his turn to question the masters' affairs?

He rode his horse, turned around and followed Feng Liye, and left.

The team was still moving forward, and the carriage was still shaking.

Qiao'er dragged her worn-out feet and slowly returned to the rear of the team, next to the princess's carriage.

Just as she was about to get on the car with Lan Yu's force, Feng Si suddenly heard the order in front of her: "Stop!"

The sound with internal force spread instantly.

"The army has really stopped!" Qiao'er's red eyes suddenly flashed through a burst of surprise.

Now, he ran forward quickly.

She was so excited! The prince finally felt pity for the princess!

"Feng Zao! Mr. Feng Zao, thank you!"

Qiao'er was so angry that she finally caught up with Feng Zao's face, which was blown by the wind, was shiny.

Feng Zao could feel her excitement, but...

He looked back at the distance, but he stopped talking.

Qiaoer still smiled and said hoarsely: "Thank you, I will definitely..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Weiyun got off the carriage with the help of the palace maid.

The palace maid beside her smiled and said, "Princess, how much the prince loves you? As soon as you said you wanted to come down and have a walk, the prince asked the army to stop. He just spoiled you to the sky!"

Qiao'er's smile froze instantly.

Looking at Feng Zao again, Feng Zao looked complicated. Finally, he nodded gently: "It's because... Princess Yun said she was bored in the car for too long and felt uncomfortable, so she wanted to..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiaoer had already turned around and returned.

Feng Zao felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

He didn't want to do this either. It seemed that even he owed the whole world, alas...

Chu Qingge was sleeping, and Qiaoer returned to the carriage to sit down, with no luster in her eyes.

"What's going on? Didn't you go and thank Feng Zao?" Lan Yu was confused.

Qiao'er looked back and saw that the princess seemed to be sleeping deeply.

She bit her lower lip, lowered her voice, and was indignant: "The prince ordered to stop, but because Princess Yun was so bored in the car that she wanted to get down and have a walk."

It's not for their princess!

Prince, too partial!

Inside the car, Chu Qingge turned over and continued to sleep.

What does it have to do with her if you are biased?

All men in the world are fortunate. What she wants to think about is how to spend the second half of her life comfortably in this harsh environment.

"Qiao'er." A hoarse voice slowly overflowed from her cold lips: "Look at this day, I'm afraid I'm going to garrison overnight. Go and make some porridge for me, I'm hungry."

Qiaoer and Lan Yu looked at each other and felt uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!