Quick Travel: The male supporting actor becomes cannon fodder and gets the heroine’s script

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen back to the Lonely Cloud Tower, which was different from Si Shaochen's imagination, he thought that the Lonely Cloud Tower was an unsavory underground transaction of some dark organizations. But now, it is clearly an organized and disciplined department.

The people standing guard did not squint, and when they saw Yan Qingmo's arrival, they only bowed their heads slightly and saluted, and there were many people training inside, and when they saw Yan Qingmo and Si Shaochen passing by, they did not stop their movements.

Neat and uniform movements, earth-shaking momentum, Si Shaochen blinked his eyes, his ink ink is so powerful, and he can train people like this.

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen straight back to his room, which was very different from the royal mansion, and Si Shaochen sat on the bed with his butt.

Yan Qingmo poured him a glass of water: "Let's rest first."

Si Shaochen shook his head, he didn't want to drink water now.

There is only a simple bed in the room, a wardrobe, a set of coffee tables, no unnecessary decorations, and the luxurious and restrained of Yan Mansion, which gives people a feeling of solemnity and solemnity.

"Are they taught by Momo?" Si Shaochen asked.

Yan Qingmo chuckled: "No, I only taught a few personal shadow guards." I can't be here all the time, so I teach people to practice martial arts, and let others do it.

"But if I want to learn it in the morning, then I must teach it myself."

Si Shaochen nodded unconsciously, this small body, I don't know when I can raise it, let alone practice martial arts, he can't do anything else if he wants to.

Yan Qingmo took Si Shaochen to visit other places, as Si Shaochen thought, not many people paid attention to them, they were more focused on their own affairs, except for the people standing guard, they would not react when they saw Yan Qingmo.

Si Shaochen was curious if these people were really not afraid of Yan Qingmo, he stood in place and stopped, and Yan Qingmo naturally followed his movements.

After standing for a while, Yan Qingmo asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Si Shaochen muttered a few words.

It turned out that he was not afraid of Yan Qingmo, but in this short meeting of standing, many people were nervous, their movements made mistakes several times, and they almost accidentally injured the people around them.

"Will they be curious about me?" Si Shaochen suddenly asked.

"They don't dare."

The corners of his mouth under the mask hooked, which also blocked his stunned expression. Si Shaochen took Yan Qingmo's hand and walked through the Lonely Cloud Tower.

The two of them didn't stay here long, and went back after three days. Si Shaochen sat on the carriage, half of his body leaned on Yan Qingmo's arms, and the weight of his whole body was pressed on the other party.

"Is it heavy? If I'm tired, I won't lean on it.

Yan Qingmo was silent, he hugged Si Shaochen tightly and responded to him with movements.

Going back to Tianxian Fang, Lan Linglang is no longer there, and the girls in Tianxian Fang all said that the owner went out to play, and I don't know when I will come back.

"Let's go, it should be in Yan Mansion." Yan Qingmo was not surprised, and even under normal circumstances, Lan Linglang would appear on the small rain bed.

Si Shaochen sneezed, he rubbed his nose, and Yan Qingmo's palm immediately probed his forehead.

"Is it cold?" Yan Qingmo was very serious about Si Shaochen's illness, and originally planned to ride back on horseback, but because of this sneeze, he took a carriage instead.

Si Shaochen helplessly bumped his forehead against Yan Qingmo's chest: "I didn't catch a cold, I just had an itchy nose and sneezed."

Yan Qingmo shook his head and pressed Si Shaochen in his arms: "Sleep, go back and let Elder Yan take a look."

Si Shaochen sighed, okay, for the sake of being a sick man, so as not to scare Yan Qingmo to death, let him go.

The carriage bumped, the horse seemed to be frightened, and Yan Qingmo put his arm around Si Shaochen so that he didn't let him fall.

"What's going on?"

"Pray to Wang Ye, it is... It's the prince's person. "