There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and she guessed that it might be that the palace man who took the cloak had returned, but when she got closer, she felt that it was a little unlike, and the footsteps were slightly deep, not like the light footsteps of the palace people.

She turned around and happened to see Yan Chai wearing a black light suit.

He stepped into the night, and the light shone on him, striking his face with sharp and deep lines.

That huge sense of presence was accompanied by his figure pulled out by the light, and before the person arrived, he had already taken the lead in pounce.

The palace people standing on the corridor knelt down, and he whispered, "Retreat." ”

Yan Chai's eyes fell on Fu Minghua, his footsteps did not stop, Fu Minghua grabbed the railing of the bench and wanted to stand up, but he seemed to be nailed to the bench by his gaze and couldn't stand up.

Yan Chai quickly walked to her side, propped his hand on the railing of the chair beside her, bent down, looked at her and laughed softly:

"Found you."

His eyes were shining in the night, Fu Minghua instinctively wanted to retreat, he bent his legs and stepped on the chair on the other side of her.

On one side was his arm against her left shoulder, on the other side was his bent leg on her right foot, behind him was a bench attached to the railing, and in front of him was dangerous.

Yan Chai's gaze slipped over her inch by inch, looking at her with possessive and eager eyes like a king inspecting the territory, which was extremely abrasive.

Fu Minghua tensed his toes and shrank his calves tightly under the chair.

She had a feeling that she had returned to the Xie Mansion and was chased by Yan and forced to sit on the edge of the corridor to avoid it, but at this time, he was obviously more intimidating than when he was in the Xie Mansion that day.

The tension that brought her was even heavier.

"But the mother is looking for me?"

She made a look like she was going to get up, Yan Chai seemed to stand up straight, away from her, Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

Unexpectedly, he didn't mean to avoid it at all, but as soon as she moved, Yan Chai bent down again, and she stood up quickly and quickly, and hit him in one fell swoop.

His face pressed against his chest, and every breath he took carried the smell of leather and rust mixed with a faint smell of sweat.

It was different from the ambergris she had smelled before, and it showed a somewhat unfamiliar feeling.

Fu Minghua was knocked into a daze, surrounded by his breath and embrace, and the action of hitting him was as if he was actively thrown into his arms.

Yan Chai stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her waist, the waist was thin and soft, with an indescribable feel, as soon as he hugged it, it was like a ******** in his arms, his cheeks twitched slightly, and his voice was hoarse:

"See me in such a hurry?"

He didn't let go of the hand that was holding Fu Minghua's waist, and easily wrapped her whole body weight on his left arm.

The rest of his hand slid up her arm, hooked her long hair hanging down on her chest with a rope and smoothed it between his palms, and then reached out and put her back on the chair: "Be careful." ”

Fu Minghua sat back in his chair, his legs still trembling slightly.

Yan Chai's palm seemed to be hotter than the teacup she was holding before, and the temperature was imprinted on her waist, making her feel hot all over.

He sat down, and when he saw that her eyes always fell elsewhere, he couldn't help but smile: "Yuan Niang, why don't you look at me?" ”

As soon as he said this, Fu Minghua's face turned again, but he looked down at his hands on his lap.

"I've received all the letters I wrote?"

Fu Minghua nodded, and quietly moved his legs, wanting to stay away from him.

"Your Highness is busy with war, how can you have time to write letters?"

The letters that Yan chased, several of which were counted in time, should have been sent when the war was critical, and later, he could receive two or three letters a day.

It was precisely because of these letters that Yan Chai had a heart and mind that she guessed that Yan Chai's situation was not as serious as others said.

"A few days before I went to Shanzhou, I wrote one whenever I missed you, and I saved it up, so that I could hand it over to the post station, one a day."

He looked at Fu Minghua with a smile, and his eyes were full of undisguised enthusiasm: "I don't have much leisure time, Yuan Niang, do you understand what I mean?" The meaning of his words was meaningful, Fu Minghua was a little overwhelmed, panicked, scared and mixed with a hint of shyness.

When he was in Shanzhou, he didn't have much leisure time, but he was able to write so many letters, which meant that he missed Fu Minghua a lot.

Fu Minghua lowered his head, and his eyelashes trembled.

A man like him is full of wisdom when he goes to the battlefield, brave and good at fighting, and full of literary talent when he takes off his battle robe.

When he said that he missed her, he wrote letters, and when he sent them to Luoyang one by one, there was an irresistible look in his eyes.

"Your Highness......"

Fu Minghua moved away slowly, he seemed to have found it, but as if he hadn't noticed, he also moved closer to her.

"Did you miss me?"

Yan Chai locked his eyes on her and asked with a smile.

"Your Highness, you ......"

"Did you miss me?"

Fu Minghua's soft voice was quickly interrupted by him, and he asked another question almost eagerly, waiting for her answer.

"You ...... this time," Fu Minghua's words were interrupted by him again:

"Did you miss me?"

She had no way to retreat, and whispered:

"Thought."

When these whispered words came out, Yan Chai's gaze seemed to immediately swallow her with the belt bone.

He stared at her for a long time, then fell on her lips, and finally on her body, and on the hands they were holding.

Fu Minghua's palms are well-proportioned, but his finger bones are distinct, and he has the strength to hold everything and lock her firmly in the palm of his hand.

She leaned back in her chair, thinking that Yan Chai would do something, but in the end Yan Chai just shook her hand heavily: "I miss you too." ”

The reason why he wrote the letter at the beginning was not only that he really missed her, but also that he wanted to reassure her later.

"You're so smart, you must know what I mean."

He was using a letter to tell her not to panic, not to mess around.

If she really knew him and understood his heart, then when she received the letter, she would not think that he was really in a desperate situation, like everyone else.

Yan Chai was not wrong.

When Cui Guifei said these words to him, she brought her appreciation for Fu Minghua, and he was also proud.

After talking to Cui Guifei, he couldn't wait to see her, that kind of eagerness was already fermenting in his heart on the way back to Luoyang, and when he saw her at this time, he felt that the feeling that had been suppressed for a long time poured out.

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking."

He stood up and pulled Fu Minghua up: "Yuan Niang will accompany me for a walk." ”

The palace people who were waiting stood far away, not daring to follow.

Under the night wind, he walked outside, blocking most of the wind, and told her about his trip to Datun City.

"Before the end of the year, I will receive a reward and go back to Yizhou, and I will definitely return in less than two months after the year."

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Without saying a word, I'm going to drive again......

Get in the car, there's no place for it!

If you get married......

It may take a while, who will make me force my way into the middle of them as the first/third/pinch?

Booth ...... (1-1) Unless you bribe me with a monthly pass......

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