2823: Word Stacks Level 2823 Answers

Bai Weiwei lifted the curtain of the carriage and did not wait to ask the driver what happened.

Just looking at the front, the black horse, the handsome man sitting on it.

He seemed to have waited for a while, with long, ponytail-shaped hair, dangling behind him, and a black narrow-sleeved jersey that set off his slender figure more neatly.

Bai Weiwei looked at him in silence.

Lu Xinglan also raised his eyes and focused on the girl sitting on the carriage.

She supported the car curtain with her fingers, her delicate face was calm and gentle.

In the end, she said slowly, "Master, I'll follow you."

This sentence is clearly soft.

But I don't know why, it gives people a particularly powerful feeling.

Lu Xinglan's eyes were deep and he didn't move when he sat.

At last he sighed, "The frontier, it's cold, you are weak, and your hands and feet are cold in this warm place in Beijing. It is even more uncomfortable to go there."

The girl sitting in the carriage wandered, and didn't seem to think he would say this.

But she immediately responded, bending her good-looking eyes, and smiling, and said, "Will the master help me warm my feet?"

This statement is too calm and calm.

Instead there was no ambiguity.

More really coquettish.

Lu Xinglan pursed her lips and said, "There are no flowers there."

She has always liked these flowers.

Frontiers are not there.

Bai Weiwei casually used her fingers to smooth the broken hair that fell from her ear, then she smiled sweetly.

"Without flowers, I see you become."

A man is so handsome and unparalleled.

It's much better than the flowers in Manjing.

Lu Xinglan responded quickly, but she immediately heard her meaning.

He was speechless for a few moments, and on his white cheek, a few traces of redness climbed.

He bowed his head slightly, "You went to suffer."

Bai Weiwei smiled, "follow you, not bitter."

Lu Xinglan watched her for a while in silence, suddenly got off the horse, and picked a gorgeous wild flower from the side of the road.

He jumped onto the carriage and moved lightly without disturbing the horses.

Instead, Bai Weiwei was surprised by his sharp and fast movements.

She instinctively stepped back.

"I won't go, Lu Xinglan, I want to follow you."

But Lu Xinglan calmly carried wild flowers on her bun.

Her pale, clean face was soft and tinged with wildflowers.

He ticked the corner of his lips, "Do you follow me?"

Bai Weiwei: "I'm not afraid."

Lu Xinglan was silent for a moment before he said, "I'm afraid."

Afraid she can't stand it.

Immediately after this sentence, Lu Xinglan seized the groom's whip, then turned around, and drew a horse's whip.

With Bai Weiwei's surprised eyes, he jumped off the carriage.

"Send your wife back to the capital. She is not allowed to follow."

His words were orders.

She wants to follow, he won't let it.

She has to endure hardship, and he won't let it go.

She should be the one he loves.

For a moment, he refused to let her eat.

The groom was originally a confidant soldier of the Lu family.

He immediately ran in the direction of the capital.

Lu Xinglan stood in place, and the black horse came over and stood beside him.

Bai Weiwei sounded in surprise and anxiety, "Lu Xinglan, I want to follow you."

Lu Xinglan's heart softened, and the smile in his mouth faded away.

He stood still. After a long silence, he raised his eyes, and his thin lips smiled helplessly.

"It looks like we need to speed up."

This was the first time that he wanted to abandon a sound plan and switch to the fiercest and fastest way.

To end this hopeless battle.

just because of.

"She's waiting for me to go back."

(End of this chapter)