Traveling through the battle with the evil emperor: the queen is too hard to pet

Chapter 584 The Long Way to Find Her Husband 3
She couldn't eat them all and had to save them for the next meal.

The situation here was unclear, and she wasn't sure she'd be able to find food for her next meal.

"Are these all for me? Can I keep them all?"

Xia Xiaowei asked in a childish voice, then raised her head.

She saw the boy in front of her clearly.

Then she froze.

Such a beautiful young man, with such a familiar face, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"Of course, it's yours if I give it to you."

The young man smiled with high spirits, his eyes were like two crescent moons.

Ask Xia Xiaowei: "What's your name? I seem to have seen you somewhere, but I can't remember."

Xia Xiaowei replied: "My name is Xiaowei, I seem to have seen you before."

The boy frowned and thought for a while before shaking his head.

"I seem to have heard of your name, but I still can't remember it. Maybe it's because we are destined. I have something important to talk to you about."

The boy said and stood up.

Xia Xiaowei hid the cake in her arms like a treasure.

The smile on the young man's face disappeared, and he glanced at the hungry people on the street licking their porridge bowls, his eyes showing worry.

He flew onto the horse and urged the horse to leave.

Sitting on the horse, he was so calm that he didn't look like a teenager at all, but like a ruler.

I am used to seeing thousands of troops and horses, and I am used to seeing rulers who are bowed to him by others.

The sound of the horse's hooves of "Dede" came to my ears, as if a spiritual light illuminated my mind.

Xia Xiaowei asked loudly to the galloping horse, "Hey, what's your name?"

The person on the horse seemed to hesitate, and paused for a moment before telling her.

"My name is Qinghan."

His voice came from far away from the corner of the street.

What?Light cold?It turned out that he was Qinghan, and he was still a teenager.No wonder she found his voice and appearance familiar.

It turned out that he was Qinghan, her Qinghan.

Xia Xiaowei trembled all over.

The horse carrying the people on its back ran out of sight, and the sound of the horse's hooves was still ringing in my ears.

"Lightly cold."

Xia Xiaowei hissed wildly.

But no one answered her, and even the sound of the horse's hooves gradually became quieter, almost inaudible.

(End of this chapter)