Wei Zhong didn't know how the Queen knew that he was following them. He might have been confused before, but the more he got in touch with her, the more he felt that this Queen was not simple.
After going to Qin, he flew to the hillside. Xia Bingyan was already leaning on the tree. The black ink dragon was wrapped around Qibao's neck like a scarf. He rushed to the small island in the middle of the lake to play. There were no butterflies.
Dancing among the flowers.
"Mother, the piano is here."
"Liuxin, please play a song that suits the occasion." She said softly.
Liuxu took the piano, sat down and put it on her lap, "Yes, empress."
He raised his hand and plucked it lightly with his ten fingers. The melodious sound of the piano in the dusk further aroused the softness in his heart.
"A pair of people from generation to generation compete for education and ecstasy in two places. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be happy?"
After finishing reading, Xia Bingyan was shocked to realize what she had said, and her face suddenly became extremely cold.
Standing up from under the tree, he whispered to Qibao Molong, who was still playing happily in the distance. Qibao quickly rushed back with Molong, landed on her shoulder sensitively, and then looked at Liuxu's worried voice.
In his eyes, he left here.
"Liu Xu, what's wrong with the empress?" Wei Zhong racked his brains and couldn't figure out why the queen, who was calm and peaceful just now, turned pale in the blink of an eye, as if she had changed into a completely different person.
Liuxu's eyes were also full of doubts. She also didn't know whether it was because of the poem or the sound of her own piano.
"General Wei, I will leave first." After saying that, he hugged Qin and left following Xia Bingyan's footsteps.
Wei Zhong thought about it for a while, but still had no clue, so he could only scratch his head and go back to resume his life.
After the three of them had left, on the side hillside, a man in white clothes sat up with his arms raised. It was none other than Prince Xiang's eldest son, Prince Wushuang Feng Ge.
Looking at the figure that had long since disappeared, his beautiful thin lips slowly raised into a knowing smile.
"A pair of people from one generation to the next in life, competing for education and ecstasy. If they miss each other but don't fall in love, who will be the spring? Haha..." He suddenly laughed like an immortal, and that touching voice made the wild flowers and weeds around him laugh.
They couldn't help but sway and ripple.
Back at the imperial tent, Nangong Mo was already looking at Zhezi. When he saw her walking in, he asked, "How's the scenery outside?"
Xia Bingyan nodded absently. She didn't know why she had such a sentimental side. This had never happened to her before. She would never allow it. Being too emotional would definitely lead to being hurt. She could trust Nangong Mo.
But you absolutely cannot devote yourself to it, absolutely not.
"Yan'er seems to be uneasy." Putting down the book, Nangong Mo stood up and walked to her, but stopped her to sit on the couch.
"Nangong Mo, can I trust you?" Even if she decided to trust in her heart, she still couldn't escape the limitations of a woman and still wanted to hear the answer she wanted from his mouth.
Nangong Mo stiffened, then held her hand and put it on his chest, "Yes, I will never let Yan'er have a chance to regret it."
Relax your body and give yourself to the warm embrace next to you. "No matter what happens in the future, you will trust me. No matter what happens, you will never hide it from me. Can you?"
After asking, Xia Bingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud. She had indeed been assimilated by the ancient times. She could actually ask such superficial, childish and nutritious questions. I wonder which man in the world can do that? It's ridiculous.
"I promise you. As long as Yan'er stays by my side, I promise you." Nangong Mo held her flower-like face in his hands, feeling as if he had lost her. How could he allow it.
"Really...?" She hesitated and didn't know how to answer, and the look in his eyes made her feel embarrassed.
"Really, you have already lived in my heart. It's not that easy to leave." God knows how much he restrained himself from touching her every time he saw her. Every night he stayed in Fengqi Palace.
, is always the most difficult time, but other than holding her in his arms, he didn't dare to take a step beyond the bounds.
At this moment, looking at her cute look with excited eyes, Nangong Mo hooked her slender waist and slowly pulled her into his arms, his thin lips touching the seductive red lips in front of him.