Living With The Emperor: The Agent Queen

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Ximen Yehan's episode: With you, I will not be alone! (18)

I took Xiao Anzi and Zhang Hu and rode all the way to the southern border. My heart was full of urgency.

Zhang Hu's Anbu has been secretly observing the news from Jiuzhong Palace. If the news is correct, then she should have arrived in Linjiang Town before me.

As long as I get there, I will definitely see her. [

The old man was talking about a girl who was as beautiful as a fairy, or maybe it was her.

It's getting late, is she sleeping in the open near here? !

After sloppily eating the dry food prepared by Xiao Anzi, I went to rest in the tent under the pretext of being tired, but I used the technique of invisibility to quietly leave my tent because they were not paying attention.

All the way to the ruined temple on the mountain, my heart is full of expectations.

After waiting for so long, God will also pity me and not let me down.

The ruined temple was full of refugees fleeing disasters, and the smell was really tolerable. Even though I knew she shouldn't be in such a place, I still endured the stench and looked around the whole ruined temple.

Because, I don't want to miss her, even if it's just a slight hope.

No!

Walking out with disappointment, I saw her face poking out from behind the low wall at a glance.

I sneaked around behind her, deliberately showing my figure, and then rushed back up the mountain.

She chased after her all the way.

On the back mountain under the moonlight, the roses bloom so dazzlingly.

I picked a flower carefully, and then I walked behind her, still hiding my body, only showing the flower in the air.

The way she smiled was so beautiful that at that moment, I just wanted to hug her tightly.

Raising my palm, I carefully pinned the flower in her hair. After many days, I was finally able to get close to her again.

Although, time is short.

Her hair was still as smooth and silky as in memory.

The way she looked up at the sky was still the same as in her memory, with a bit of innocence in her innocence, but there was deepness in her eyes, as if she was thinking.

"What are you thinking?!" [

"I was wondering, who are you!"

She turned to look in my direction with a serious expression on her face.