Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1416 The Terrible King Fan
Ting Lu was sitting on a stone bench, holding a teacup in her hand and drinking tea silently, while Yin Zhen was standing beside the pavilion looking into the distance, lost in thought. The silent Fang Zheng's face looked so resolute and stern in the night, this is the future emperor, The original face of Yinzhen, who was called by Kangxi to be strong and invincible.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but stopped and looked at him quietly.

The first time I saw Yinzhen, he was still a child, and he grew up rapidly in just a few years, and he can already become the right arm of Emperor Kangxi.I was watching with rapt attention, when Yinzhen who was still in a trance suddenly turned his head and looked this way, his dark eyes met me.

From his dark eyes, I could vaguely see the shadow of Emperor Kangxi, so familiar.

"Mulan is back." Yinzhen turned his head and said to the inside.Hearing this, Ting Lu got up and left the table, saluted and said goodbye, Yinzhen nodded, didn't say anything, just quietly watched Ting Lu running towards me.

Ting Lu took my hand and walked out, I could still feel Yinzhen's gaze watching from behind, I looked back, under the dim light, Yinzhen's figure gradually became blurred, and finally only a faint Outline.

"What did you talk about?" When we walked out of the Meridian Gate, Ting Lu and I asked at the same time.

I took his arm and sighed in a low voice: "Today seems to be as long as a year, I feel very tired, how about you, Ting Lu?"

He hugged me and asked lovingly, "Tired? Do you want me to carry you?"

I squeezed his hand tightly, and smiled faintly, "Don't be kidding, this is the street, people see the joke." Ting Lu looked around, and smiled disapprovingly: "There are not many people, what are you afraid of, come on, I'll carry you." As he said that, he bent down in front of me and told me to move quickly to get on his back.

I shyly pushed him, "No, don't forget your identity, what should you do if others see you?"

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, we won't be in the capital in a few days. Whatever they say." He patted his shoulder and said lightly, "Come up quickly."

I couldn't resist him, so I had to lean on his back, and he picked me up easily.I put my arms around his neck, put my head against his cheek, and asked softly, "Is there chaos in Xinjiang? Why does everyone think I will never come back? Is King Fan really that scary?"

(End of this chapter)