Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 33 Xiao Jiyue, you are now from my palace!
On the two-foot-wide straight road to the north of the capital city, horseshoes burst out like thunder and torrents.

"Stop!" A shout suddenly sounded.

The Qianqi Battalion stopped abruptly, ordered and prohibited, and moved smoothly without any stagnation.

There was a carriage in front of him across the road, and the maid was full of murderous aura.

Xia Houchun frowned, why is she here?

Chen Xuanli frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Who is blocking the way?"

The maid's almond eyes widened, you don't know this carriage?
"Qing'er, don't be rude."

A soft voice sounded from the sedan chair.

The carriage is made of a hundred-year-old fir in northern Xinjiang, with Dao marks carved on it, and runes flying and dancing. People without cultivation will be dazzled and dizzy if they look at it.

A corner of the brocade curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted, and a hand as slender as creamy fat was stretched out, as if there was a kit out of it.

After the maid took it carefully, she ran to Xia Houchun in small steps, with a blushing pretty face offering both hands, tremblingly said: "Your Highness, this is drawn by my lady, I hope His Highness will accept it."

Hey, the flags clear the way, the beauties present bags, this His Highness's reputation of leaning on red and green is really well-deserved.

Surprised, joking and disdainful eyes all around, Xia Houchun's heart moved, is this a token of love?

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't refuse, otherwise wouldn't it ruin the girl's reputation?
He coughed lightly, bent over to accept the purse, and said softly, "Thank you miss for me."

The maid's forehead was sweating slightly, and after leaving a word, she ran back in a panic as if fleeing.

"Miss said, she is waiting for you to come back."

With the meritorious deeds of Liu Wenzhen, Chen Xuanli and others, it is natural to hear the heartbeats of the master and servant.

Liu Wenzhen smiled openly, while Chen Xuanli frowned slightly, this seemed to be Xiao Xiang's beloved daughter.

He glanced at Xia Houchun, his Highness's strategy of "curving to save the country" is actually another way.

Who would have thought that Zhong Shuling, who was in full swing in the court, would actually "cause Xiao Qiang"?

He muttered inwardly, I actually misjudged him, this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he has a weak heart.

Xia Houchun gently rubbed the purse in his hand, and embroidered a picture of a white goose coming out of the bath. The goose neck, white feathers and bare feet are all lifelike, vivid and lifelike, just like a living thing.

A fresh fragrance penetrated into the tip of his nose, making the pores of his whole body wide open, subconsciously wanting to suck greedily, his thumbs clenched tightly, and his pupils shrank quietly.

The warmth remains on the purse, and the body fragrance is still there.

However, what emanates from the purse is not musk.

It was Dan Xiang.

The internal organs of his heart were moved by it, and his limbs and bones were excited by it. He murmured in his heart: "Qi is like a uniform thread, like a dragon swimming, looking for the pulse and asking the Qi, and concentrating on the truth."

"This is the Concentration Pill!!"

Xia Houchun looked at the carriage subconsciously, with complicated eyes, and whispered to himself: "Wait for me to come back, wait for me to come back."

The carriage turned a corner at the fork in front of it, and disappeared amidst a vague gaze.

Xia Houchun suddenly slapped the horse's buttocks, and the white horse jumped out of the line with a clatter and galloped forward.

Liu Wenzhen walks like flying, her feet don't touch the ground, and she walks side by side with the horse without moving an inch.

Chen Xuanli frowned thickly, and then recovered. After a flash in his eyes, he tilted his head and said in a nonchalant voice: "Send the order, the scouts gather and encircle with Your Highness as the center, and the rest are on guard."

The messenger solemnly promised, turned his horse's head and raised his voice to deliver the order.

The sound of rattling cars drove slowly, and the sound of swift horseshoes came from behind. The maid frowned, and when she saw the white horse coming alone, she pursed her lips and muttered, "It's a bit of a conscience."

She leaned the car against the wall and whispered: "Miss, Your Highness is here."

There was an exclamation from the carriage, which seemed unexpected.

"Call~~".

The white horse came to the side of the carriage, Xia Houchun held the rein and looked sideways, there seemed to be tenderness and a smile in his eyes.

On the banks of the Luoshui River, there are willows and willows, the water is shining, the breeze is coming, and the sparkling waves are endless.

In a trance, there seems to be a Luoshen floating above the blue river, singing softly.

The singing voice is melodious and mesmerizing.

The embroidered cart on the shore rattled forward, and the white horse went hand in hand.

After driving for a while, Xia Houchun finally choked out a sentence: "That purse is too precious."

The carriage stopped suddenly, and after a little silence in the carriage, a voice tried to pretend to be calm: "Your Highness suffered serious injuries because of protecting Jiyue that day, so that he lived in the palace couch for a long time, and his illness was hard to get rid of. Yue'er has nothing to do but May Your Highness be safe and sound, and return to the past."

The girls are so obvious, why are you pretending to be mean?
Xia Houchun scolded himself secretly, and smiled wryly to himself, the only kindness in the world is the hardest to get rid of.

He stared sideways at the carriage, and through the curtain, he fell on the quiet and dignified figure. His eyes were soft, and he said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

The maid outside the carriage glanced at the prince on the white horse, her lips pursed.

The lady gave you a purse, but you didn't return anything, what a fool.

Qianying in the car hesitated for a moment, opened a corner of the curtain, and her eyes flickered.

Looking at each other, time and space freeze.

The two breathed quietly, and then moved away.

She was a little short of breath in the car, and she forced herself to reply calmly: "Don't worry, if my father wants to harm you, Yue'er, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Xia Houchun couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Immediately, he glanced at the standing figure in the car curtain with some nostalgia, and said softly: "Let's go."

The beauty in the car hummed softly like a mosquito.

"drive!!"

Xia Houchun turned his horse's head and galloped away with pride.

Only smoke and dust are left floating in the air.

And the clear eyes that hastily pulled the curtain aside.

There seems to be a murmur disappearing in the warm spring breeze:

"It's like this spring willow feeding red beans, for whom does it stand in the dust?"

The torrent roared on the road and rushed past.

The two eyes that were separated by heavy swords and halberds gradually drifted away, as if lost.

In the carriage, the woman sighed softly, "Qing'er, let's go."

Amidst the clicking sound, there seemed to be an angry and complaining voice: "That apprentice is really a miser!"

"I don't even know how to send tokens of love to each other, hum, idiot!"

Women are fickle, and the ancients never deceived me.

Qing'er outside the car pursed her lips secretly, and muttered: "Miss, then we are at a big loss, and let the apprentice, um, His Royal Highness take advantage of it."

There was a soft spat in the car, "What are you talking about?"

"Wait!!" A shout came from behind.

The white horse came again, sturdy and majestic; suave and handsome above it.

He laughed and said: "Sister Jiyue gave me a token, and Xiahou has nothing else to give, only this one."

The beauty in the car jumped in her heart and asked, "What is it?"

Xia Houchun said with a smile: "Please also ask my sister to extend her hand."

After the beauty hesitated for a moment, she stretched out timidly like a beautiful jade.

The handsome young man held his slender hand and kissed it lightly.

The beautiful woman exclaimed, and retreated in panic.

Xia Houchun laughed loudly: "Xiao Jiyue, listen, from now on, you will be the woman of my palace!"

"No one can stop you and me from being together!"

"Your father can't do it, and neither can Concubine Xiao!"

"Even if Xuanzong's head teacher goes down the mountain, don't even think about stopping me, Xia Houchun, from marrying you!!"

After the words fell, Xia Houchun reined in his horse and turned around, laughing loudly and galloping away.

Xiao Jiyue said in embarrassment: "Bah, Deng Tuzi, who wants to marry you!"

The girl was angry and spat lightly, but she was extremely shy, with her crescent moon hanging high.

A shallow smile and a faint blush complement each other.

(End of this chapter)