Chapter 1781: Eavesdrop

"Anyway,"
The emperor continued: "If I can save you this time, you will be fortune-telling!"
At this time, the wind rose up.
All the sand bandits who were tied back and curled up on the ground shrank their necks. Only the sand bandit, with his eyes gleaming, looked at the carriage not far away.
There was a dangerous light in his slightly narrowed eyes.
Muttered: "Could it be that that person really betrayed us?"
Thinking of this, he moved cautiously.
At this moment, the guard patrolling on the other side slowly walked over, and he immediately lowered his head, as if nothing had happened. The guard patrolled the group of people and found nothing unusual. Walked to the other side again.
This person dared not move for a while.
At this time, the noble concubine's voice came to mind again in the carriage, but it yawned for a long time and heard the emperor say: "Sleepy?"
"The concubine has long been sleepy."
"I will be here tonight. After entering the White Dragon City tomorrow, let's rest well."
"Where is the emperor?"
"I just rest here, you lean over."
"Yes."
On the window of the car, there was a shadow of two people cuddling together. Then, there was a flutter, the lights went out, and the shadows on the windows melted into the darkness.
The surroundings are even more silent.
The sand bandit was sitting there cautiously, waiting for everyone around him to gradually fall asleep, and his two hands tied behind his back moved gently.
One hand reached into the sleeve of the other hand, and pulled out a small piece of iron. Because it was too small, and it adhered closely to the arm, it was concealed and difficult to detect, so when he was captured, the bodyguard did not search. Find out this thing.
He pinched in the palm of his hand, carefully pressed his fingers, and reached out to the twine that tied his wrist.
Cut back and forth gently.
After a while, the hemp rope was already cut to hairy, he let out a heavy breath and continued to cut the rope on his wrist back and forth.
The wind concealed the small voice.
The darkness also covered the subtle movements.


Nan Yan slept peacefully in the carriage, and when he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.
Sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains and was shining on Zhu Feng's face.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his long and thick eyelashes, covering his thin eyelids, as if they were shining. In this way, he is rare to lose the strong and even some fierce breath of the past, but only Innocent and handsome.
Seeing her heart beat slightly.
Feeling that her breath was not right, Zhu Feng, who was still holding her with one hand, immediately shook, opened his eyes and looked at her close in front of her: "Huh?"
"..."
"you're awake?"
"The emperor is also awake."
"Why don't you sleep for a while."
"It's dawn."
"Oh?"
As Zhu Feng listened, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he looked back, he saw the sunlight coming in through the gaps in the curtains.
Smiled faintly.
Then he looked back at Nan Yan and said, "How is your sleep? Have you had nightmares?"
Nan Yan thought to himself, he still felt as timid as a mouse.
So he said: "No, my concubine slept very well last night and had a dream."
"Oh?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows.
Just about to ask what she had dreamed of, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside, and I heard Xiao Shunzi’s voice ringing outside the carriage
"emperor!"