"Come in!"

The voice of Mr. Bo in the car seemed to have changed. Luo Jiaojiao turned around and got into the carriage in confusion. She was shocked for a moment!

"Who are you?"

Luo Jiaojiao asked in surprise as she looked at the man in front of her who was wearing a blue carved mask and brocade clothes, with a strand of black hair hanging down from his forehead and a smile on his lips.

"Is there anyone else here?" Bo Langjun's magnetic voice made Luo Jiaojiao's heart beat violently again after almost stopping for a moment.

"Why are you dressed up like this? I thought..." Luo Jiaojiao put her hand on her chest and let out a big breath.

"Think I was killed? Sit here!" Bo Langjun patted the seat next to him and looked at Luo Jiaojiao with interest.

Only then did Luo Jiaojiao realize that there was no side stool in the carriage. She looked at Bo Langjun's hand placed on the empty space next to him, which was long and slender, with even joints. He wore a ring symbolizing wealth on his ring finger, and passed through the car window.

It shines with a light blue luster in the morning light.

"The car can't stay here. Do you plan to stand all the way to the Imperial City?" The smile on the corner of Bao Langjun's mouth disappeared.

"I'm not used to sitting next to you!" Luo Jiaojiao moved closer to Bao Langjun.

"rise!"

As soon as Bo Langjun finished speaking, the carriage swayed and ran forward.

Luo Jiaojiao's hands instinctively pressed on the front panel of the car, but she was unexpectedly grabbed by Bo Langjun and fell to his side.

"Your other identity is Yang Zilan's concubine!" Bo Langjun loosened his grip on Luo Jiaojiao's hand and said coldly.

"Concubine?" Luo Jiaojiao became a little confused.

"As long as I am Yang Zilan, your identity will always exist! Unless..." Bo Langjun pursed his lips at this point.

"Unless I die!" Luo Jiaojiao felt extremely aggrieved. How could she suddenly become someone's concubine?

Bo Langjun admired Luo Jiaojiao's mental reflexes very much. He told Luo Jiaojiao that she must not reveal her true identity and try not to let others see her true face. Finally, Bo Langjun handed her a white face towel.

and a brochure about her new identity.

Luo Jiaojiao put on a specially made face towel that was not easy to slip off and looked down at the booklet in her hand.

Gillian, the singer of Jujiu Music Studio in Suzhou, has an unknown background. When she was thirteen years old, she was rescued from the underground villa owned by the owner of the music studio. Yang Zilan, a famous local businessman, took her as his concubine.

"Where did she go?"

"Dead! They have been taking Xiangjisan since they were young. After those evildoers were beheaded, the underground villa was also burned down. Three months later, the rescued women died one after another." Bao Langjun sighed in his heart.

"If Gillian was still alive, would no one doubt her?" Luo Jiaojiao is indeed very smart.

"No one knows the specific cause of their death, and no one cares. I made a judgment after carefully examining her body." Bao Langjun blushed slightly when he thought of the situation at that time.

"You personally?" Luo Jiaojiao's eyes widened in surprise.

"Remember! Don't talk!" Bo Langjun glanced at Luo Jiaojiao's clarified eyes with a look of surprise, and was embarrassed unconsciously. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, otherwise Luo Jiaojiao would definitely continue to interrogate him.

of.

Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun glance at her, then lean against the rear panel of the car, close her eyes, and stop talking.

Luo Jiaojiao, who had been cautious for a while, finally thought about it! Her new identity is temporary, isn't it just for show? It's not difficult at all!

After sitting in the small space of the carriage for a day, all Luo Jiaojiao's patience was worn out. She wanted to open the window to see the scenery along the way, but was slapped on the arm by Mr. Bo. She wanted to get out of the car and do some exercise.

Neither can my legs and feet.

"I want to relieve myself!" Luo Jiaojiao was so depressed that she couldn't care less about the restraint that a lady should have.

"Where are you?" Bao Langjun pursed his thin lips, glanced sideways at Luo Jiaojiao, and finally spoke again.

"Lingqiu Realm!" Jiang Yu, who was wearing a bamboo hat, slowed down the carriage. He had heard Luo Jiaojiao's words and couldn't control his joy.

"Find an inn to rest!" Mr. Bo's hand opened the carriage curtain a crack, and all he could see was the dark night.

The carriage finally stopped. Luo Jiaojiao got out of the carriage first, and before Jiang Yu could put down the horse stool, she had already jumped to the ground.

"It really suffocates me to death!" Luo Jiaojiao took a deep breath and said.

The horse also breathed out and made a noise from its muzzle.

"Guest! Please come inside!" The inn clerk greeted him with a smile.

Just as Luo Jiaojiao was about to run into the inn, she heard Bo Langjun shout: "No rules!"

Only then did Luo Jiaojiao remember her new identity and stood sideways.

Bo Langjun just saw Luo Jiaojiao get out of the carriage first, and his anger suddenly rose. But he couldn't get angry at Luo Jiaojiao at this time, so he held back for the time being.

Luo Jiaojiao waited until Bo Langjun came forward, then she and Jiang Yu followed him side by side.

"Two upper rooms!" After Bao Langjun finished speaking, he walked upstairs. Luo Jiaojiao quickly followed.

Jiang Yu paid the deposit, and the innkeeper gave him two signs. He took the signs and ran up the stairs.

"Master! Please!" Jiang Yu opened the door of a room, and Bo Langjun walked in slowly.

When Jiang Yu saw Luo Jiaojiao looking at him, he lowered his head and saluted: "Madam, please come in!"

"Do I live here too?" Luo Jiaojiao was waiting for Jiang Yu to open the door to another room for him, but found out that she had to share a room with Bao Langjun.

"Close the door!" Bo Langjun heard the conversation between Luo Jiaojiao and Jiang Yu, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Luo Jiaojiao could already hear the anger hidden in Bo Langjun's voice. She had no choice but to walk into the house.

The furnishings in the room were very exquisite, which surprised Luo Jiaojiao.

"Kneel down!" Bo Langjun shouted softly with his back to Luo Jiaojiao.

"Why?" Luo Jiaojiao asked puzzledly.

"You follow me on secret missions, so you have to obey my orders! This is one! Second, your current identity is Yang Zilan's concubine, but you do whatever you want regardless! What if you arrive in the imperial city?

, we all have to die! We must not harm our family!" Bo Langjun suddenly turned around and scolded Luo Jiaojiao.

"Isn't this the first time I've been out on business? You, sir, have a lot of money, so don't get along with a little girl like me! I promise I won't do it again!" Although Luo Jiaojiao was full of resentment, she knew that Bao Langjun

That's all right.

A good man can't bear the loss! What's more, she is still a little girl!

"Really you won't make any more mistakes?" Bo Langjun saw Luo Jiaojiao give in, and most of the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Of course! Husband! Please have some tea!" Luo Jiaojiao ran to the tea table and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Bo.

Bo Langjun sat behind a few tables, took a sip of tea, looked up at Luo Jiaojiao and said, "We have to sleep on the same bed during this period of time away from home, and we are not allowed to tell anyone about this!"

"Does it have to be like this?" Luo Jiaojiao's eyes were full of hurt expression.

"What do you think?" Bo Langjun stood up and walked to the bedroom.

"But I'm not used to sleeping with others!" Luo Jiaojiao ran to the bedroom and said to Mr. Bo. She tried to persuade Mr. Bo to sleep separately.

"I'm not used to it either!" Bo Langjun frowned slightly and handed the robe he took off to Luo Jiaojiao.

"How about I sleep on the floor?" Luo Jiaojiao asked while putting clothes on for Bo Langjun.

"What's more important, head or sleep?" Bo Langjun also became a little irritable. He had never slept with anyone else, let alone a woman.
Chapter completed!