Demon Lord, your wife ran away with the baby

Chapter 25 Does the king want a bowl of mutton soup?
Qing Yu strolled up to him, raised her hand to lift the veil on her face, revealing a dazzling and charming face, and frowned at Xia Chuyi: "Jun An, we meet again, Along the way, I have to trouble Prince An to take care of him."

Looking at her bright smile, Xia Chuyi felt a little dazzled, he paused for a moment, then pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly: "You're welcome, Princess please."

Qing Yu turned around and boarded the wedding carriage with the herbs.

Qing Hui, who had been ignored all this time, finally couldn't help calling her: "Yu'er,"

Qing Yu turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

Her calm and calm appearance made Qinghui choke on the words that told her, moved her lips, and finally said only one sentence: "Be careful in everything."

"Understood." Qing Yu replied, opened the curtain of the car and got in.

Xia Chuyi went up to say goodbye to Qing Hui, Qing Hui looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and finally bowed to him with his hands folded.

Xia Chu hurriedly supported him: "What are you doing, sir?"

"Junwang, I have no children, and I only have two daughters under my knees. After this time... the future is uncertain. I hope the Junwang will take care of him for the sake of his past relationship. I am grateful." Qinghui is in a high position. , in the DPRK, it can be said that one person is under one person and above ten thousand people, and he is also aloof on weekdays, but today it is rare to see a trace of warmth in him.

"Uncle Qing, you're being polite, my nephew will definitely do his best." Xia Chu bowed his hand and returned the salute, then got on his horse and ordered the team to set off.

After walking a few steps, looking back to see Qinghui's somewhat vicissitudes in the cold wind in the morning, he couldn't help but think of some old things.

At the beginning... If it hadn't been for such an accident, thinking about it... If Uncle Qing had been with Mother, Mother would have been much happier these years, and he would probably have had a good "father" too!

Xia Chuyi lightly pulled the corner of his lower lip, but in the end, things are impermanent.

It was only when the wedding party had gone far away that a dark shadow was hiding near the prime minister's mansion, and then left in a hurry.

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From Shengjing City to Beilin Country, all the way to the north, it will take a month to go at full speed.

In order to catch up with time, they didn't stop at a post station until three days later for a short rest.

For convenience, Qing Yutu has already changed into homely clothes. Originally, this is not in compliance with the rules, but the journey is far away, and no one has time to bother with her.

Finally able to stop, Qing Yu was in a good mood and took the herbs to the kitchen, and asked the chef of the inn to cook a mutton pot for her, put it on a small table in the lobby, and started eating.

It was time to eat, and the lobby was very lively. Amidst the din of people, Qing Yu's face was full of red from eating.

As soon as Xia Chu raised her legs and sat beside her, she was stunned for a moment, and greeted with a natural expression: "Does the king want a bowl of mutton soup? Although the place is simple, the taste is not bad."

Xia Chuyi looked at the little girl with a blushing face with great interest, and asked: "I'm going to marry someone who can be your grandfather soon, I can't tell, the princess is still so good at this time." appetite?"

Qing Yu squinted her eyes in the hot mist of the mutton pot, looked at the handsome man sitting next to her, as if hearing a "click", the dangling little hook in her heart caught the fish and opened his eyes slightly. little mouth.

(End of this chapter)