He strides out of the Zuixian Tower, Feng Yebei secretly wonders whether Feng Junao's words are true as he walks. If what he says is not false, the woman who looks like Yue'er was sent by Xiao Cong, the old guy.
Cong is the emperor's man, which means that this incident was a "conspiracy" by the man on the dragon throne from beginning to end. He knew that Feng Yebei had deep affection for Xiao Lingyue, so he put this woman in
It's better to do it carefully or just to break up apart his and Hui'er. I have to say that the man used his brain. And he was almost trapped. Fortunately, he could stop his horse...
Nalan Xue said something very right: Even if Hui'er went to the North Country, as long as she didn't marry Ye Tianze for a day, he would still have a glimmer of hope!
Hui'er, wait for me, we will be able to meet soon!!!
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Shangguan Hui was wearing a one-day water-blue fox fur coat and sat next to the ground dragon. Her little face was red from cold and looked a little pitiful.
This is the third day she has arrived in Kyoto, North China, but she still finds it difficult to adapt to the cold winter climate here. After walking from the Southern Dynasty, she has experienced the transition from warm spring to cold winter in just a dozen days, so she is now
She was still in an adaptation process. She had lived in the eldest prince's mansion for two days, let alone walking around, and she had never even taken a step into the warm-up pavilion.
"Miss, the eldest prince has brought you the clothes to the palace tomorrow to come to the palace. Do you want to try it on?"
Qingluan walked in from outside the house, holding the clothes that a nanny had just sent, and some jewelry that matched it. She did not approach Shangguan Hui immediately, for fear that she would be infected with her cold air. She stood there like this
At the door, until the warmth in the room dispelled the coldness around the body, he walked towards Shangguan Hui with peace of mind.
"Miss, look, the clothing in the north is indeed very different from those in our Southern Dynasties."
Shangguan Hui just glanced at him casually and looked away with interest. Most people in the north make a living by hunting, so their clothes are mostly made of animal fur. They are just living habits and nothing new.
Seeing that the lady was still unhappy, Qingluan couldn't help but sigh in her heart. No matter how indifferent the lady pretended to be in front of outsiders, it was so appropriate, in private, she and her were the only ones left.
When she was in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, she would always show a faint sadness. It was not the confusion and helplessness brought by coming to a strange place, but a kind of sadness from the heart, a kind of "the past"
The pain of farewell...
"Two beauties, the eldest prince has given orders. Without his orders, no one is allowed to step into the main pavilion!"
Outside the door, a faint obstruction sounded from the maid.
"Get out! What are you? You deserve to block our way?"
Then there was a woman's whisper, and her tone naturally revealed the heroism of the northerners, and she also faintly had three-pointed barbarity.
"But the eldest prince has an explanation..."
Before the maid could finish her words, I don’t know who started to do it, but I heard a loud bang. The applause was heard clearly even in the warm cabinet.
Qingluan's eyebrows moved slightly, and impatience flashed in her eyes. She walked towards the door. At this moment, two young women dressed in gorgeous clothes and somewhat beautiful kicked open the door and were about to break into the warm room, but they almost ended up with the
Qingluan, who happened to reach the door, ran into her arms. Fortunately, they stopped in time.