Chapter 695 2.131 Ghost Village
"What do you know? I heard that this future princess is deeply loved by the prince. She is also a very powerful child. If she can return to our clan..."
Reputation, status, resources, isn't that everything? I heard that His Royal Highness often gives gifts to Qiao Zhongbang and his wife, and he is extremely diligent.
Qiao Zhongde only felt a toothache, and muttered in a low voice, "Then he must be willing to come back."
Judging by the attitudes of Qiao Zhongbang and his wife, it's impossible.
"It's all your fault!" Qiao Dongbo was so angry that he kicked his eldest son, "I don't have any vision! I offended those couples for nothing! Let me tell you, you have to think about it!" The way, no matter what you ask, you have to invite the couple back to the home."
"After the Shangyuan Festival, the Qiao family will be compared. I want to see the figure of Qiao Mu." A strange color flashed in Qiao Dongbo's eyes.
——The dividing line of the prince——
"Get, get, get, get." The little white horse ran happily, running on the small slope with the young couple on its back.
It was near noon, the young couple had already run all the way, and the crown prince held her in his arms. Qiao Mu's sideburns and clothes were not stained with any dust, and they were clean and tidy.
And she was bouncing on the horse, and she wanted to sleep.
After descending the small slope, the two stopped at the entrance of a small village on horseback.
There should be no one in this village. After all, the people nearby have either moved to the fortifications of Beilan, or they must have moved to Mojing City not far away. Who would guard such a small, withered village?
And there are also hidden dangers in safety, who can guarantee that if you sleep until midnight, will the corpse puppet break through the window suddenly...
"Pass through this village?" Mo Lian looked down at the sleepy-looking little guy, who couldn't help laughing.
Qiao Mu reluctantly took a look at the village, from here, the village was very dilapidated, with dilapidated walls and few intact houses inside.
"Aren't we closer from here?"
"It should be." Mo Lian nodded, "But this village looks a little spooky, don't be afraid."
"I'm so scared." Qiao Mu snorted softly, and looked down at the little white snake with a small head protruding from his waist pocket.
After spending half a day mentally building up, she finally made up her mind to take the little white snake on the road together.
There is no other reason, she must work hard to eliminate the psychological shadow of the past.
She can't run away in fright when someone throws a mysterious beast big snake out when she is fighting!
This is so embarrassing, you must overcome it!
In addition, the little white snake has been looking at her with that pitiful look of "do not give up", and Qiao is really helpless.
The little white snake was very obedient along the way, tucked into her waist pocket, poked her head out to look at the scenery, without making a sound.
Subconsciously, Qiao Mu reached out and stroked the little snake's round head.
The little white snake immediately rubbed back and forth on her little hand excitedly.
At this moment, Prince Mo had already rode his horse into the village. As soon as the two of them entered the village, they felt the desolation of this place thoroughly.
Let alone people in this kind of place, it is impossible to even have a single bird or animal. To put it bluntly, a mouse would probably starve to death if it took root in this place.
Qiao Mu looked back with wide eyes, blinked smartly, and suddenly heard a slight sound.