Fast-Crossing Woman with Upper Manual

Chapter 291: The eldest princess (sixty-two)

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The cold wind outside, since I can't see the person I want to see, it's better to go back to the Changle Palace where the dragon is paved as soon as possible. She promised Nan Xuange to take care of her body, so how could she survive until the day he came back!

The footsteps moved lightly, and he was lifting a step to walk down the steps, only to hear Honglian's uncontrollable astonishment behind him: "His Royal Highness?!"

Turning his head reflexively and looking under the city wall, he saw the person who should have been out of the city, riding on a tall horse, looking at her in the distance with a smile, full of stars.

Su Kui couldn't help but chuckle, and she couldn't help but raised her eyebrows, and asked with her eyes: What? Could it be that he is reluctant to bear me

Nan Xuange's heart slowly seemed to bite open a bun filled with syrup, but his heart was full of sweetness. He made no secret of his love for Su Kui, nodded generously, and silently opened his mouth. The shape of his mouth was: Wait for me!

"Puff—"

Su Kui gave him a white look, but the corners of her eyebrows revealed her good mood. Seeing a lieutenant chasing him on horseback, he seemed to be urging him to leave. But he ignored him, staring at her without blinking, as if to carve her appearance into his heart and take it away, and asked her for an answer.

The lieutenant was already embarrassed. Seeing Su Kui's eyes on the city wall brightened, his begging gazes passed over frequently.

Su Kui finally nodded, and his voice was blown in the cold wind inaudibly, "I know, you go! If you don't drive the barbarians who are inferior to the pigs and dogs back to North Desert, you don't come to see me!"

Nan Xuan Ge naturally understood. He squinted his eyes and smiled contentedly, and finally said "Frame!" Hearing the command, the horse ran towards the already opened team with his strong limbs.

The final mouth shape he quickly made, except for Su Kui, everyone else was a cloud of fog.

What he said was: "When I come back, I will give you the head of the leader of North Desert as a betrothal gift!"

Spring goes and autumn comes again, the flowers bloom and fade, and the years have changed.

Time flies quickly, and three years have passed. The branches and leaves outside the window fall off, and the dead leaves are floating. In a blink of an eye, it is late autumn.

The incense burner with exquisitely carved patterns on the sandalwood table burns the soothing incense all year round. The weather is getting cooler. Changle Palace has burned the earth dragon earlier than other palaces. The fragrance in the hall is lingering, and the flower windows are half open. There was a gust of autumn wind rolling in and swirling in the fallen leaves, which happened to fall on the desk by the window.

"Cough cough, cough..."

Su Kui put away the spread letter paper, just as the cold wind penetrated into the nasal cavity, immediately stuck in the throat, and the uncomfortable tears in the chest fell to the outside.

As soon as Ying Luofu walked in, she immediately raised her eyebrows and walked over quickly. First, she quickly closed the flower windows to block the continuous cold wind blowing in from outside. Then he filled Su Kui with a cup of hot tea again, and then slowly patted her on the back.

"Princess, have you read the letter from His Highness the Nine to you again?"

I couldn't help sighing, staying beside Su Kui these years, Yingluo's cowardly and timid temperament has gradually calmed down, and big and small things can stand alone. Su Kui also gradually let go of her to do some things, and after experiencing a lot of life-threatening things, her mind finally matured.

In the past few years, the princess's body has been deteriorating. At night, the bones were air-cooled, and her teeth were sore. When the pain passed, her whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

However, every time she replied to His Royal Highness Nine, it was very good, very good. Don't worry about the perfunctory remarks that report the good and the worry, which made them feel distressed from the bottom of their hearts who have been waiting for the princess for a long time.