For the beauty, the morning dew rushes into the crown with anger! (3)
Everyone was waiting to see Chen Lu like this, and no one could stop her.
Qiu Shuihan, who was standing by the door, hurriedly caught up with him.
"Where is King Chen taking His Highness to?!" [
Chen Lu paused and looked sideways at Qiu Shuihan's red eyes.
"If you care about her, just come with me and don't ask any questions!"
With a cold whisper, he hugged Princess Qingyan and strode outside the palace gate.
Taking a look at his back, which was staggering and weak with every step he took while trying to straighten up, Qiu Shuihan just pursed his lips and chased after him.
Chen Lu carried Princess Qingyan all the way out of the palace gate of Jinxiu Palace. The carriage was already ready and sent outside the palace gate.
Chen Lu, who had always been gentle, also became angry, and these servants dared to neglect her.
Liao Fei flew to the carriage shaft, and Chen Lu directly hugged Princess Qingyan and got into the carriage.
Qiu Shuihan also swept up with him, and grabbed the horse's reins with his hands.
"Chen King, where are you going?!"
“Tan Yun Alley!”
Inside the carriage, the sound of morning dew as cold as autumn frost could be heard.
The originally sweet and pleasant voice, because of the air-conditioning, made someone like Qiu Shuihan feel a chill down his back.
Qiu Shuihan didn't ask any more questions, he just shook the reins of his horse and drove the carriage towards the palace gate.
Following Chen Lu's guidance, we drove the car towards Tunyun Alley and stopped downstairs at an inn at the entrance of the alley.
"Go in, look for a boy wearing red clothes, and capture him to accompany you!"
Inside the car curtain, the sound of morning dew came out coldly again.
Qiu Shuihan was a little shocked. Although he couldn't figure out who the boy was, he still jumped off the carriage and dodged over the roof of the inn next to him.
Inside the carriage.
Chen Lu lowered her face and looked at Princess Qingyan in her arms, gently raised her palms and caressed her face. Her eyes, which had always been as soft as spring water, once again returned to their usual gentleness.[
At this moment, Princess Qingyan's face was also burning hot.