Xuan Ge looked at the woman in his arms dotingly, his splendid eyebrows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, his snow-like face was slightly cold, and the magnolia fragrance floated out of the car window in an instant with a wave of his sleeves, and a barrier covered the carriage between it, isolating the outside world from the inside of the car.

One finger divides, two worlds.

Wang Ran was so quiet that he could only hear the breathing of the two of them, and the steward outside the car repeated the chanting I don't know how many times. But I didn't see any sound in the palace of Prince Zhong, and even the seemingly unabnormal Wang Yuan, I wanted to open the curtain of the car to see what was going on, but I found that I couldn't rely on half a point.

Ran Ziwan's even breathing sound was still light and shallow, and Xuan Ge's eyes were covered with a face that was overwhelming, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of bitterness.

"Who are you?" I don't know who this sentence is asking for, and it's like asking myself. Ran Ziwan, who was nestled in Xuan Ge's arms, lowered her eyelashes and murmured, and her voice whispered softly in her sleep.

Xuan Ge's body was immediately cold to the bone, and the jade hand that caressed Ran Zi's late green silk froze inexplicably, and then slowly fell. Her eyes were deep and deep, and she had asked herself like this, and the result was ......

Ran Ziwan's quiet sleeping face became more and more blurry at this moment, and it was Xuan Ge's eyes that couldn't hide the sadness...... A tear fell. Suddenly, Xuan Ge laughed miserably, it turned out that he also had tears, and he always thought that the dew-like droplets of water would never have them.

"Hmm......" Ran Ziwan's little hand instinctively swept across her cheeks, wiping the drop of warmth.

Xuan Ge quietly looked at the woman in front of him, ignoring the still panicked crowd outside. The cold spread around his body unconsciously, and he waited so quietly, the bitterness at the corners of his mouth could not be hidden.

Anyone who knows how to cultivate knows that Wang Yuan of Prince Zhong's Mansion was sealed for two hours by cultivating a powerful internal force, completely isolating the noise of the outside world.

Among the families who came to participate in the flower banquet, there were many martial arts masters. Seeing that Wang Yuan was blocking the door of Zhen's Mansion, he had to wait behind him, so he couldn't help but step forward to attack Wang Yuan of Prince Zhong's Mansion. As a result, many people who tried to cultivate to the advanced level were bounced to the ground at best, and at worst they were shocked into internal injuries.

A few people have cultivated to an extremely high level, and they can stop in moderation. In the end, it was just that the internal force was consumed too much, and the steps were a little vain, such as Xuantian Yu who shot at the end, Xuantian Yi.

"It's so cold...... Ran Ziwan woke up slightly, and the icy cold emitted by Xuan Ge brought the person in his arms cold.

"Is it still cold?" Xuan Ge put away the sadness that he had accidentally released, and his palm rose lightly. A warm current slowly covered Ran Ziwan's lower abdomen, and the warm air permeated the entire Wang Yuan.

Ran Ziwan's eyebrows trembled, the corners of her comfortable mouth hooked slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. I saw Xuan Ge's handsome eyebrows and eyes, reflecting the words in front of me. I couldn't help but sit up in shock, wiped the corners of my mouth, and made sure there was no drooling. I actually slept in his arms, obviously I slept comfortably last night, and I actually slept again this way.

"Haven't you arrived yet? I knew it was coming over the wall...... Ran Ziwan glanced at the heat flowing slowly from the palm of the Xuan singer, and his eyes were deep.

"Well, I just arrived!" Xuan Ge doted on the woman with a worried eye.

The cloud in front of the car almost fell, and others didn't say anything. Now there is a lot of noise in front of the palace of Zhenjun, and several servants tried to open the curtain of Wang Yuan's car, but they were ejected far away. Seeing the anxious and complaining voices of the old horse team behind him, the steward of Zhenfu hurriedly told the king of Zhenjun and the princess of the county, and he was so anxious that his old face couldn't hold it. In the end, Princess Zhenjun also invited all the people inside, Prince Zhong's Wang Yuan...... Even Ran Zixiao, who couldn't bear to wait and secretly jumped over the wall to get in, couldn't help but come out to see what was going on.

Xuan Ge withdrew the shield in front of Wang Yuan without a trace, and withdrew the internal force. Gently raised his hand to open the curtain of the car, ignoring the exclamations of the crowd in front of the palace of King Zhenjun, coldly swept the hall of Zhenfu, and straightened his clothes.

Instead, he stretched out his jade hand into the car.

Ran Ziwan frowned at his good-looking eyebrows, and forcefully opened Xuan Ge's somewhat cold palm. She didn't want to ...... She wanted to get rid of his palm, like a secret oath, Ran Ziwan resolutely straightened out Qingsi, and her index finger lightly lifted the curtain in the carriage......

The moment the curtain was lifted, so many people looked at him inside and outside in front of the Zhenfu Mansion?

The moment Ran Ziwan walked out of the carriage, inside and outside the Zhenfu Gate, the famous family Yuxiu, the son of the family, the flat-headed people, and the people were full of voices?

I remembered that I had slept peacefully before, and there was so much noise around me, but I couldn't hear the slightest noise in Wang Yuan, and turned to look at the palm of the wind...... My heart trembled.

Cutting bamboo into a flute, the palm of the hand, dividing the two worlds with one finger? Xuan Ge is worthy of being a Xuan Song, unfathomable......

One was unsteady, and Ran Zi fell down from Wang Yuan in a hurry, and grabbed Xuan Ge's waist seal tied around his waist, seeing that Xuan Ge's waist seal was about to be torn off by himself.

"Ah......" Before a complete frightened shout, the Xuange splendid python robe floated gently, and the jade hand slowly lifted Ran Ziwan's falling body, and with an unmatched turn, he hugged the cloud-light Ran Ziwan into his arms, hugged him horizontally, and the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged.

In front of everyone's eyes, the two figures of Mofa Xuehua entered the Zhenfu as if no one was around, leaving behind a sigh of unknown emotion.

"How long have I slept?" asked Ran Ziwan in a low voice.

"Two hours!" Xuan Ge replied after thinking seriously for a moment, as if after careful calculation.

"That'...... Flower Banquet ...... They just waited for two hours?" Ran Ziwan was shocked, and now she was embarrassed and thrown to her grandmother's house.

"And them!" Xuan Ge's face was light and light.

Ran Ziwan looked at Xuan Ge's voice, beside the shadow wall of Zhenfu. Standing on the far left is Yingfu, who can't see emotions, next to him is the fourth prince Xuan Tianyi, the crown prince Xuan Tianyu. Dongzhou flowering period, Prime Minister's Mansion Xue Lingfeng, Ran Mansion Ran Zichen, Junhou Mansion Night Nanrong, Midsummer ...... There is also an ink boy, she guesses that person is Yun Xiu that Xuan Ge said!

After looking at it, Ran Ziwan buried his head lower, and then pretended to be asleep, not daring to look in front of him again.

Liang Yu looked at the pair of jade hands dragging Ran Ziwan a little lonely, and his heart ached!

Ran Zixiao sat on the stone wall, taking in everyone's looks in her eyes, and smiled carelessly. Only the wind does not fall......

Ten years, ten years of self-cultivation, and that person's cultivation seems to be even stronger. In addition to the wind tilt and flowering period, Yun Xiu also has his own ...... Just now, how many people urged the internal force to open the palace of Prince Zhong, the aperture around Wang Yuan, who did it in the end?

"...... me?" Ran Ziwan just wanted to stuff himself into the crack in the ground, and he slept for two hours for a while, and he almost fell, and was carried around by this demon to show the public. Thinking about it, Ran Ziwan closed his eyes and his nostrils were facing the sky.

Who is she? arrogant, tyrannical, uneducated. Since you don't learn and don't know how to do it, it naturally includes poetry and book etiquette, and you have a beautiful boudoir.