Hun Qingchen woke up in the shaking of the carriage, only to feel a headache, his body was soft, and he couldn't exert his strength at all.

"Miss, you're awake!"

She looked at Liuzhu's smiling face, unreal, as if she had a long, long dream, and seemed to have walked for a long, long time in the endless paleness!

Fortunately, at the end of the dream, she came back to life!

Her body suddenly tightened, and something squeezed her senses, sobering her up a little.

Liuzhu's smiling face moved away, revealing the amber peach blossom eyes on the top, and Lu Qingchen was shocked to realize that she was actually lying in Murong Qian's arms!

"Murong Qian!"

Hun Qingchen's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in surprise, struggling to stand up.

Murong Qian couldn't help but pull her back into his arms, his arms were tight, and every inch seemed to be strangled into the flesh, so that she couldn't breathe: "Qingchen, I knew that you would definitely wake up!" You, you are reluctant to leave me! ”

"Grand Master Murong, you really don't forget to boast about yourself at any time!"

Hu Qingchen broke free from his arms, and a few smiles appeared on the corners of his mouth, "Why do you think I am reluctant to leave you?" ”

Murong stood in a daze, his brows tightly locked, and a drizzle floated in his peach blossom eyes, with such a sad look that made people feel pity.

Could it be ...... Murong Qian already knew, knowing that she had exchanged her earth soul for Hou Shu for thirteen years.

Hu Qingchen realized that something was wrong, tentatively stretched out his index finger, gently rubbed Murong Qian's brows, and said softly: "You know, right?" ”

Murong Qian's eyes lowered: "Qingchen, I'm really scared, I'm afraid that I'll lose you like this!" I still have a lot to say to you! ……”

"Alright!"

Hu Qingchen gently stopped Murong Qian's sentimentality, "I'm just too tired to sleep, you see, I'm fine, aren't I?" I promise you, I ...... in the future"

"Got some sleep?"

Liuzhu's mouth was quick for a while, and the words that had been held for a long time rolled out, "Miss, you don't know how long you slept this night!" ”

"Liuzhu!"

Murong Qian shook his head at Liuzhu, and Liuzhu had to stick out his tongue and bite off the conversation.

Xun Qingchen looked at Murong Qian's low and silent appearance, and was puzzled, got up and stretched out his hand to pick up the curtain, the maple leaves outside the window were like fire, and the scenery was weaving golden brocade in front of him, this is, autumn!

Murong Qian's hand gently covered her eyes, caressed her peach blossom face, and let her snuggle into her arms, her voice was as soft as the warm spring breeze in March: "Qingchen, it's good for you to wake up!" ”

"Now, now is ......"

"Miss, it's now the fifteenth year of Nantang Baoda!"

In the autumn of the fifteenth year of the Southern Tang Dynasty Bao University, five years have passed since the spring banquet of the tenth year of the Southern Tang Bao University!

Hu Qingchen recalled the drip before he fell unconscious, and his fingers couldn't help but touch the soul mole in the corner of his eye.

"Where's Ping'er?"

Hun Qingchen leaned on Murong Qian's shoulder and looked up at those peach blossom eyes, "What's going on with this qiē?" ”

"Second Miss is in Situ Mansion!"

Liuzhu poked her head over and opened the conversation, "Miss, you don't know ......"

"Phew—"

A long neighing of horses rose outside the curtain and stopped the gushing of the beads.

Ah Li's voice came in through the brocade: "Childe, Qixia Temple has arrived!" ”

Murong said in a light voice: "No need! Go home! ”

"Going home?"

Ah Li cautiously asked, "Childe is not chanting Buddha today?" ”

Murong Qian's eyes were full of tenderness and looked at Hu Qingchen: "The princess is tired, let's come back another day to make a wish1" Return, wish? Ah Li was stunned, then understood, turned around and said happily, "Congratulations to Gongzi, congratulations to Gongzi!" Congratulations to Childe...... Oops! Liuzhu heard the ouch sound, and hurriedly jumped out of the car, looking at the wolf who fell to the ground, and laughed with his waist crossed. Hun Qingchen's eyes jumped, and he was surprised: "Princess? Murong Qian's eyes were like water, and her warm lips gently fell on the soul-locking mole at the corner of her eye: "My princess!" The hot words, deep, were engraved in her heart. She was already his princess!