Xiao Yu hurriedly turned around and returned to Mrs. Fang's courtyard, and informed Leng Qingqiu that it seemed that the Holy Will had come from the capital, but she didn't know what it was, so she could only wait for the little prince to call someone to tell if it was related to Mrs. Fang.

Sure enough, on the second day, Steward Liu began to arrange things in the house, and at the same time informed the only side lady in King Ling's mansion that the little prince would leave for Beijing in a few days, and let the people in the side lady's courtyard do their part according to the arranged things, and if there were other arrangements, they would come over and report to Mrs. Fang.

Leng Qingqiu knew at that time that this return to Beijing must have nothing to do with him, but now, why did Ling Xingyue come to his courtyard in person to inform him that he was going back to Beijing together?

Last time, Miss Lan in the Lan family's compound came to the palace alone to ask to see Ling Xingyue, Leng Qingqiu hid behind the gun and observed carefully, and then she couldn't help but teach a lesson, but was angrily reprimanded by Ling Xingyue, Leng Qingqiu was so angry and ashamed that she had already sworn that she would never ignore him again in this life, and felt more and more that the current little prince was not the original Ling Xingyue.

But now, when Ling Xingyue opened her mouth and gently invited herself to return to Beijing together, Leng Qingqiu didn't think about it, and subconsciously replied:

"Okay, I know, I'll ask Xiaoyu to pack my bags, and I won't delay Ah Yue's affairs."

But when Ling Xingyue heard Leng Qingqiu call him "Ah Yue", he pursed the corners of his mouth, sank his eyes, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything else, just followed Leng Qingqiu's gaze and looked down at his chest, and when he saw Leng Qingqiu's figure, it seemed that the soft hair was floating in his heart with the light breeze, Ling Xingyue raised his eyebrows, and took two steps to the side as if he had no intention of doing so, so Leng Qingqiu's figure fell very pitifully on the ground next to Ling Xingyue, Leng Qiuqiu shuddered suddenly, then lowered her eyes, a scorching light shone for a moment, disappeared in an instant, and her face returned to her usual cold appearance.

Ling Xingyue seemed to understand what she was thinking, and walked towards Leng Qingqiu, with the pair of brocade jade soap boots pressing, Leng Qingqiu's heart suddenly beat like a drum, and he hammered violently, unable to contain it, but when Leng Qingqiu subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Ling Xingyue in front of him, there was a tenderness that belonged to another woman in those familiar eyes that were only warm to herself.

Leng Qingqiu was flustered, unable to suppress the wanton and crazy savage thoughts and passionate feelings that alternately ran rampant in his mind:

"No, Leng Qingqiu, you have to be sober, can you be sure that he is still the same Ah Yue as before? Look at those eyes, do you make sure for yourself, is it him? ……”

"But he has a trace of the past tenderness towards me, and this simple gentleness makes it impossible for me to decide that he is not my former Ah Yue......"

"Qingqiu, don't think too much, the road is difficult, you still need to take care of yourself."

Leng Qingqiu just opened his mouth, Ling Xingyue had already withdrawn, Leng Qingqiu's body was depressed, standing silently, and he didn't know what to do.

"Is he the Ah Yue I know?"

"Ling Xingyue~Little Wangye~Ah Yue~"

"It should be a clear thing, why is it so entangled in me now?"

……

Until Shan Xing came in again with a pair of items, and saw Leng Qingqiu still standing under the old tree without saying a word, and randomly went over to Leng Qingqiu and said:

"Mrs. Fang, why are you still standing here, the sun has set, you have to be careful of the wind and cold, come in quickly."

As she spoke, Shan Xing carried some of the items in her hand into the bedroom of Mrs. Fang's master bedroom with Leng Qingqiu, put down the tray in her hand, helped Leng Qingqiu to the small round stool by the window, and randomly showed the items she had just received one by one in the direction of Leng Qingqiu, and said carelessly that she was called by Steward Liu to arrange:

"Mrs. Fang, this time the little prince returned to Beijing, Steward Liu said that the little prince specially ordered, I want you to accompany you and return to Beijing together, and told me, let me also accompany me, so that I can take good care of you, fortunately, I have already learned to ride a horse in the grassland these days, otherwise it is really troublesome."

When Leng Qingqiu heard his son riding a horse, he couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Shall we ride back to Beijing? Isn't there a lot of chariots and horses in the palace? Why don't you return to Beijing by car? ”

Shan Xing sighed slightly, and then replied:

"I know that Mrs. Fang doesn't want to ride back to Beijing, after all, it's such a long distance, but the Holy Lord doesn't give us a lot of time to return to Beijing, if the whole carriage is the whole way, it may delay the formation, and the little prince is also in no way, but the little prince also said, at the beginning, we will ride together on horseback, catch up with the journey, and when Mrs. Fang you feel too tired, you will arrange a carriage, so you may still need to endure a journey, after all, it is the little prince who is reluctant to let you accompany you all the way back to Beijing, This is also a great joy for our hospital, after all, since the last time the Miss Lan family left, the little prince has never come to our courtyard, and has not sent you any rewards, this time you can accompany the little prince back to Beijing, for you, for the little prince, it is a good opportunity, if you can return to the capital, and the little prince has a deep relationship, and then pregnant with the prince's heir, it will be better, you say yes? ”

Leng Qingqiu remembered the handsome face of Ling Xingyue who whispered to him gently just now, and unconsciously relaxed, and the deep tenderness temporarily filled the pupils that were originally confused and entangled, and wherever his eyes could reach, he felt the joy brought by the slightest sunset.

On the second day's departure, to everyone's surprise, Ling Xingyue didn't let Leng Qingqiu ride on the consistently supple horse that had been prepared for Mrs. Fang, and even stretched out the bone-cut, white and warm palm after turning over the horse, and handed it to Leng Qingqiu not far away, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, the little prince Ling Xingyue wanted to ride with Mrs. Leng Qingqiu, and he wanted to take Leng Qingqiu out of the city.

The cold autumn suddenly froze, and the random joy steamed like fireworks, endlessly, blooming in all directions.

"It's a pity that in such a scene, the Miss Lan family is no longer there, if she is here, she should know that she will retreat in the face of difficulties, and she will never come to harass the little prince again."

Leng Qingqiu thought happily, because of this small action, he suppressed all the doubts and doubts in his heart, and the obedient and ingenious Ling Xingyue's arm was firmly wrapped around him.