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768. Chapter 764 Re-entering the Imperial Capital! 4

Shen Fengchu's handwriting was very free and elegant, but Yunchu's handwriting looked a little untidy, like a child who had just learned calligraphy.

Both of them knew that the princess's handwriting was not good. It was obvious that the two of them had written it themselves.

Luo Shuisheng put the note on the table, and the two of them took a step back, knelt down and saluted the note.

Then, Chen Qi stood up first and gave the unopened box on the table to Luo Shuisheng.

"You keep this thing. Yanyan is pregnant. You go first when the time comes. I'm used to staying in the northwest. I'm not used to it when I go to other places."

"What's the matter, do you want to win the trust of the prince and the princess in the future?" Luo Shuisheng did not accept the box, but turned and walked out of the hall door, "I tell you, as long as I live in Luoshui for a day, I will not leave the northwest county!"

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All the way out of the city.

Wu Chuncheng looked at the empty field outside the city, lifted the curtain and looked at the carriage in front of him.

Suddenly the wind picked up, and then, raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the dry northwest land, and rising up smoke and dust mixed with the smell of rain.

Shen Fengchu stretched out a palm out of the car window, followed by raindrops falling from mid-air.

"It's raining. It will be a good harvest in the northwest today!"

The northwest is experiencing drought and water shortage, and rain is never a bad thing for the northwest, but a good sign.

Yun Chu straightened up, raised the car curtain and looked out the window. Sure enough, he saw huge amounts of rain falling from the sky, weaving a strange net.

Through the rain and dust, she could clearly see a tall figure on the grassy slope in the distance, looking towards the official road.

She raised her hand, pinched her lips, and blew a loud whistle.

The big black horse on the grassy slope suddenly snorted and rushed towards the side of the convoy, followed by a tidal wave of wild horses.

Thousands of horses galloped like rolling thunder, and the imperial guards were all on guard in astonishment.

Shen Fengchu raised the car curtain and held up a peach blossom umbrella brought back from Jiangnan.

Yun Chu got out of the carriage, stood under the umbrella, transformed and stroked the big black horse that ran to the side of the carriage, reached into the cloth bag, touched a handful of dried meat, and raised his hand to scatter it into the distance.

When the dried meat fell, the big black horse immediately screamed for joy, turned around and pounced on it to eat.

This time, Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei did not fight with it, but silently watched it bend over to eat the dried meat.

"Let's go!"

Yun Chu straightened up and gave the order.

Lao Ji shook the reins, and the carriage continued to move forward.

After the big black horse finished eating the dried meat on the ground, he raised his head from among the wild horses and looked at his owner again. All he saw was a chaotic dust mist.

In the distance, a paper umbrella stands between heaven and earth, in the rain, like a peach blossom, blooming brilliantly.

The big black horse stared blankly at the flower-like umbrella, and seemed to feel something.

Raising its hooves, it looked up to the sky and hissed.

Beside him, thousands of wild horses neighed.

The hissing sound drowned out the sound of rain, as if someone was leaving and weeping.

On the carriage, Xiaobai straightened up half of his body, letting the hair on his body get wet from the rain, but he didn't even shake. He just raised his head and let out a long, low roar at the rain.

On the roof of the car, Xiao Hei fluttered his wings. Although he was already wet, he had no intention of getting into the car to hide from the rain.

"Go back, don't hurt yourself!" Shen Fengchu advised softly.

Yunchu nodded, turned around and got into the car.

Lao Ji, who was driving the car, squinted his eyes and looked at the rainwater sliding down the bamboo hat. He suddenly opened his mouth and sang in a hoarse voice.

"The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourds and rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are moth-like, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to..."


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