The wind blew gently, lifting the sedan curtain, revealing Murong Luoran's nervous but excited face. At this moment, she was immersed in the happiness of the days to come, holding tightly the token Liu Yanhong gave her, with a smile on her face.
The smile became more and more proud.
This is really great news.
If they knew their true identities, they would be so frightened that they would kneel down and beg for mercy, even smashing their heads, hahaha... It's great, they don't have to suffer from such cowardice anymore.
The further they walked, the wider and wider the environment became, with a majestic and majestic aura coming faintly towards them. It wasn't until she saw the lonely carriage parked at the north gate of the palace in the distance that Xiyue really squinted her eyes.
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He hurriedly gave the money, jumped out of the carriage, and saw that Luo Ran seemed to be blocked by the guards guarding the city gate. He roared a harmonious sentence. Murong Luoran was not annoyed, and offered something with both hands. The leader's expression changed when he saw it.
After a sudden change, he immediately knelt down and saluted, and then sent someone to lead Luo Ran into the palace.
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What's going on?
Now I am in a bit of a dilemma. It is unrealistic to borrow Hong'er's spiritual power to enter the palace... Sigh... Really, with my body, I have to think of a way to find out the reason why I can't practice, otherwise I will always be like this.
It's also very troublesome.
Walking forward step by step, from a distance, through the palace gate, I saw Murong Luoran's figure getting further and further away, and finally gradually disappeared into the deep dark red palace wall.
"Well..."
Reaching out to stroke the green hair on her shoulders, Xiyue frowned and began to think hard. However, at this moment, she heard the sound of wheels rolling behind her, and turned her head to look curiously, then her face turned red.
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"Xiyue..."
As soon as Anan saw Xiyue, she immediately laughed happily, abandoned her young master, and ran straight to Xiyue's side, looking her up and down.
"You are feeling much better. It's great."
Thinking of what the young master said, Nan's heart felt a little painful. Since there is still one year left, he must find a way to crack it in this year.
Xiyue smiled sweetly at Anan. That beautiful smile made the Qingcheng man who came pushing the wheelchair blink his eyes. Inexplicably, a dark red appeared on his fair face.
He didn't say hello to Xiyue, he just sat calmly in his wheelchair.
Xiyue felt a little nervous. Last time she was in Chunfeng Deyi Palace, she didn't see what he looked like. This time... she could see him, but she felt a little embarrassed.
"Sir, look, Xiyue's body is completely healed."
Following Anan's gaze, Xiyue moved to Mingri, and the amazement in her eyes suddenly burst out, what a beautiful man.
Wrapped in a luxurious gold robe, his whole body exudes a majestic and domineering aura. His handsome face has no expression, and the bright red cinnabar between his eyebrows shines dazzlingly in the sun.
Looking at Ouyang Mingri, who was sitting quietly in the wheelchair, his face was as smooth as grease, his eyes were like distant paintings, he looked like an immortal or a god... No matter how aloof and arrogant Xiyue was, she had to admit that not only was this man extremely handsome, but he also had a colder appearance than the woman.
It's so beautiful that when I smile, I don't know how it will captivate the whole country.
"Xiyue, this is our young master."
Anan felt the cold air between Xiyue and the young master. He stroked his head with a naive smile and introduced his young master to Xiyue. He thought to himself, the young master is so handsome and Xiyue is so stunningly beautiful. They really are a perfect match.
"oh……"
Who knows, Xiyue just glanced at Mingri and said lightly, then smiled sweetly, pulled Anan's sleeve and said.