Chapter 967
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The carriage traveled for an entire night. It wasn't until the next morning that Ning Lang woke up from the shaking of the carriage. The moment he woke up, he remembered what his parents had said and how he had fainted. Almost instinctively, he jumped up at the thought of this. However, because he was caught off guard, his head hit the carriage wall.
"Bang!"
"Ouch! It hurts! "
At the same time a loud crash rang out, it was accompanied by the sound of him sucking in a sharp breath and crying out in pain. He covered his forehead with one hand and stared at the red-robed teenager who had his arms crossed over his chest and was resting with his eyes closed.
"Fengjiu! I already said I'm not going. What right do you have to bring me out? You actually went to encourage my parents to drug me? You, you, you're too despicable! "He pointed his chubby finger at Fengjiu and cursed.
Fengjiu slowly opened his eyes. There was coldness in his indifferent eyes. "Ning Lang."
With just one glance, Ning Lang felt guilty. He couldn't help but put down the hand he was pointing at Fengjiu. Even his eyes looked evasive. The anger in his belly turned into grievance. He curled his lips and sat down, turning his head away from Fengjiu.
"I already said I'm not going. Why did you still bring me out? You even used such a despicable method. "He muttered softly, but he didn't dare to point at Fengjiu and scold him again.
Duan Ye, who was driving the carriage outside, heard the commotion in the carriage. His heart moved slightly. The more time he spent with Fengjiu, the more he felt that he couldn't see through him. Sometimes, he felt that he was quite easy-going, as if he could say anything. Sometimes, he felt that he had a strange personality and wasn't easy to get along with. When his face turned cold, the aura on his body was strange and scary.
Even he had obediently become a coachman under his orders, not to mention Little Fatty Ning.
"From the moment you stepped out of the house, you have to listen to me. Don't cause trouble for me. Otherwise, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson." She said coldly, then closed her eyes and didn't look at him anymore.
Ning Lang opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't say anything. He looked at Fengjiu, who was resting with his eyes closed, and thought to himself, I'd better not fight with him. I'll find an opportunity to slip away. I don't believe that I can't go home.
Thinking of this, he calmed down. He sat in the carriage and sized it up. Then, he lifted the curtain and saw that Duan Ye was wearing grey clothes. He couldn't help but laugh, "Duan Ye, look at what you're wearing. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others for dressing like this? "
Duan Ye turned around and glanced at him with a straight face, then glanced at Fengjiu who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, "Don't mention my identity as a prince."
"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." He patted his shoulder and looked outside, asking, "Where are we going? My whole body is aching from sitting in the carriage. When can we go to the inn to rest? "
"I'll call you when we arrive." He drove the carriage faster.
Seeing this, Ning Lang didn't say anything else. He shrunk back into the carriage and stared at Fengjiu, his mind working quickly.
About two hours later, they entered a town. When they arrived, Duan Ye found an inn and stopped the carriage. He jumped off the carriage and said to the two people in the carriage, "We've arrived at the inn."
Ning Lang was the first to jump out. His chubby body was quite agile. After getting off the carriage, he stretched and walked into the inn first. "Boss, give me three of the best rooms."
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