"How dare Qin Huai forget." He looked at Princess Chaoyang in front of him and smiled with her curved lips. He took a step forward and lowered his head slightly to kiss her between the eyebrows.
"I will come back early and marry the princess." Qin Huai looked at Princess Chaoyang seriously and said.
Princess Chaoyang's heart trembled slightly, and her face was stained with a bit of blush. She looked at Qin Huai's leaving back with regret, and secretly told herself in her heart that since she had chosen him, she should believe in him.
At this time, Princess Chaoyang still didn’t know how great her consort would be in the future.
Princess Chaoyang chose Qin Huai as a temporary decision. No matter how much she liked him, his status was not particularly eye-catching. If Qin Huai was trapped in a strange place and made no achievements, perhaps Princess Chaoyang would not be able to care about him for a long time.
Love.
Qin Huai was ordered to go to Jiangbei. At this time, the situation in Jiangbei was getting worse.
The news about the death of the Holy King and General Han was spread widely, which made the people uneasy, and the army officers also looked like they were greatly shocked.
And the two people who were rumored to be dead are currently dozens of miles away from Jiangbei...
In the small courtyard of an ordinary farmer's house, there was the aloof and cold Holy King. At this moment, he was sitting on a wooden pillar wearing a rough and shabby cloth. He was holding a bowl of porridge with clear soup and little water in his hand, and he was drinking it slowly.
.
The wooden fence door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and the person who walked in was none other than Han Yulang, who was also wearing an old dress and a sarong. He was carrying a medicine basket on his back, containing some scattered medicinal materials.
"Can you get up today?" Han Yulang raised his eyebrows when he saw Zhao Zongheng.
"Hmm..." The inexplicable familiarity between the two seemed to have suddenly passed through some very unusual stage.
"Let me take a look." Han Yulang put down the medicine basket and stepped forward, taking off Zhao Yuanzhen's clothes directly. However, Zhao Yuanzhen no longer had the same shock and confusion as before, but naturally raised his hands to facilitate her taking off her clothes.
Your own clothes.
"The wound is healing well." Han Yulang checked carefully and nodded silently.
"..."
Zhao Yuanzhen was indifferent, he was really numb.
After all, even though he survived the catastrophe this time, he still took a trip to the Gate of Hell and almost suffered from hemiplegia.
During the time when he was in coma and lying in bed, it was Han Yulang who took care of him. Not to mention taking off his clothes, there was no part of his body that she had not touched?
All his face in this life has been lost in the hands of Han Yulang, and now Zhao Yuanzhen is completely numb.
"How is the situation outside?" Zhao Yuanzhen put on his clothes slowly and looked at Han Yulang to ask about the situation in Jiangbei. Han Yulang scooped a ladle of water for himself and took a few sips, then turned to look at Zhao Yuanzhen and said
: "Not very good."
"We are already dead." Han Yulang's first words made Zhao Yuanzhen speechless. He looked at her helplessly and waited for her to continue.
"Your unmarried concubine has come to Jiangbei to look for you in person." This second sentence made Zhao Yuanzhen even more stunned. What the hell!?
Han Yulang looked at Zhao Yuanzhen with a strange expression and said: "She was captured by Marquis Cheng Yuan, and she is probably in bad luck."
Zhao Yuanzhen: "..."
He took a deep breath, held it for a while and coughed muffledly. Han Yulang was shocked and quickly stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I will find a way to sneak into Chengyuan Houfu to help you."
Save people!"
Zhao Yuanzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist tightly: "Do you think you have a long life?"
