Chapter Fifty-Seven: Outstanding Style
Bei Lingyue felt inexplicable, but she didn't say anything anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This so-called sixth cousin, heh, ......, may be playing with some ideas!
Li Houfeng hurriedly came down from the city tower, his face was hurried, with a little anxiety, he walked quickly to the north ridge moon and said, "That's ...... The leader of the team is King Su, and King Su is back! ā
Hearing this, she looked up at the outside of the city, coldly as if she didn't have much expectation.
Dong Yejue couldn't deny that he also looked out of the city.
The team is getting deeper and deeper, the galloping of the horses stirs up the loess in a place, and the looks of everyone in the team of about dozens of people seem to be a little dusty, but their eyes are blazing, which shows the high quality of these people.
Bei Su was dressed in a dark blue robe as always, with a cloak of the same color, and he seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, ready to ride home immediately.
He hadn't taken a few steps on his horse when he saw a glimpse
Purple Jiaoying, whose eyes were as simple as mountain elk, looked at him faintly through the crowd, not sad or happy, not arrogant or impatient, just looked at it so indifferently, but it aroused a ripple in his heart.
He immediately turned over and dismounted, without a trace of hesitation, the soldiers behind him were a little strange, but seeing his prince stop, he had to dismount and take it as a rest, after all, rushing back to Beijing day and night had already consumed a lot of their physical strength.
"Yue'er!" Bei Su walked to her side, looked at the people around her like air, and looked at Bei Lingyue in surprise.
"The daughter visits her father." She bowed slightly, like a well-informed woman, smiling without showing her teeth, and completely looked like a lady.
Li Houfeng's eyes on the side were a little weird, thinking of the arrogance of the Lord of Lingyue at the banquet last year, and then compared with the current appearance, he shook his body, as if a cold wind had hit.
"...... this?" Bei Su noticed a handsome man beside her, and couldn't help but raise a faint defense.
At this time, Dong Yejue, who was finally noticed, smiled modestly and said: "Uncle Huang doesn't know his nephew, who just came back from Saibei a month ago and wanted to visit you, but my father said that you went out on errands. ā
"You're Ye Jue?" Bei Su was surprised, suddenly thought of something, smiled slightly, and there was some magic color in his eyes, "It's good to come back, many things will depend on you in the future......"
"My nephew doesn't really understand what Uncle Huang means." Dong Yejue frowned a little suspiciously, looking like a younger generation being taught.
But Bei Su didn't mention it anymore, just smiled, stretched out his hand to sort out the hair on Bei Lingyue's forehead, and said softly: "Yue'er, let's go home." ā
Li Houfeng has been trying to interject and talk to Beisu on the side, after all, the martial god of Dongjing is a god-like existence.
But until King Su left, he didn't have a place to interject, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Dong Yejue walked with Beisu and them.
The attacker helped Bei Lingyue to get into the carriage, his immature little face was full of crimson from the past, and he was looking left and right when he got into the carriage, his eyes flashing.
"What's wrong with you?" Bei Lingyue looked at her like this and asked with some concern.
"Ahh Unexpectedly, Bei Lingyue's concern startled the attacker, like a frightened bird, her body trembled, and she looked at her suspiciously.
"What's wrong with you?" Bei Lingyue asked again, but she didn't have the patience she had before.
"No, it's okay......" I thought of the always smart and clever attacker, but this time I was caught off guard and replied in a hurry.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that something is on their mind. North Ridge Moon glanced coldly.
No longer asked, and no longer interested, pinched the delicate snacks on the small wooden table, and took a small bite.
Seeing that the young lady didn't ask anymore, the attacker was distressed again, and said: "Miss, I didn't expect the sixth prince to have such a demeanor!" ā