Murong Qi raised his hand high, and this slap was bluffed for a long time, and he didn't dare to fall down, proper tracheitis.

Prince Chenda was a little embarrassed on the side, and it was not persuasion, nor was it persuasion.

"In the past few days, Xiao Wang has lived in the Qi Wangye's mansion, and there has indeed been a lot of disturbance, which has brought a lot of inconvenience to the princess. Actually, today Xiao Wang was originally going to resign from you, Lord Qi. ”

Murong Qi was taken aback: "How can you be in such a hurry?" Don't listen to this shrew's nonsense. Leng Qinghuan, why don't you hurry up and make amends to Prince Chenda? ”

Leng Qinghuan's crying suddenly stopped.

Prince Chenda coughed lightly: "Yesterday, a letter was sent from Mobei, saying that the first snowstorm may come early, so let me rush back to Mobei as soon as possible, so as not to make it difficult to travel after the road is closed." ”

Murong Qi was very sorry: "There are few thousand cups of wine for confidants, it is rare to have like-minded people, you and I are not yet happy." ”

Leng Qinghuan stopped crying, wiped his tears and got up, and said embarrassedly: "Oh, the affairs in the house are so busy, and Jinyu's dowry has not been completed yet." ”

Prince Chenda waved his hand indifferently: "Princess Jinyu marries me Mobei, and she will definitely be pampered like a jewel, and she can't stand half of the grievances." Princess Qi doesn't have to be too polite, she has a heart for the little king. ”

Leng Qinghuan immediately climbed up the pole: "That's so embarrassing." ”

Prince Chenda arched his hand: "It's Xiao Wang who is embarrassed to disturb the princess for so long." ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled dryly: "I'm not targeting Prince Chenda, I'm really angry and a little unscrupulous." ”

"Princess Qi doesn't have to be polite, Xiao Wang hasn't thanked you yet. I sincerely invite you and the prince of Qi to go to my Mobei for a walk if you have the opportunity, so that this prince can also fulfill the friendship of the landlord. ”

Leng Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it is easy to ask God to send God, this prince is finally willing to raise his noble hand and let go of himself and Murong Qi, it is not easy.

Women's tears, sometimes, are simply invincible.

On the second day, Prince Chenda immediately entered the palace and bid farewell to the emperor.

The emperor happily said that he would agree to Mobei's request for customs clearance, and would open the customs adjacent to Mobei, and the two countries would have friendly trade. Immediately draw up the decree, affix the seal, hand it over to Jinyu, take it to Mobei as a dowry, and hand it to the king of Mobei.

So it's a great joy for all.

Leng Qinghuan also immediately packed part of the dowry prepared for Jinyu in advance, and sent Jinyu to embark on a long journey to Mobei, just like sending a plague god.

Concubine Hui cried so much, Leng Qinghuan was also distressed, she felt sorry that Jinyu had swept away so many good things from herself, which were all in exchange for money.

Although Murong Qi is not short of this money, it is better to use it to send Huazi than to give it to her.

The phoenix crown of Jinyu is full of flowers, full of brilliance, and under the foil of the palace people, it is so beautiful that it is called a thrilling. In particular, the face with thick fat powder and the carefully drawn eyebrows and eyes are so delicate that they are impeccable. Especially those eyes, misty and misty, more and more watery and lovely.

Poor thing, a flower stuck in cow dung is going to be ruined by a short and sturdy man like Prince Zhida.

It's not a good day, and the north wind is wrapped in broken rain and snow, indicating that winter is coming.

The officials and ladies who saw them off all shrank their necks into their collars, blocking the rain and snow from falling into their necks, and they were looking forward to the procession getting out of the city quickly, so that they could go back to their homes and eat tea leisurely with a charcoal basin.

Concubine Hui stood on the city wall and watched from afar, stopping here, unable to send out of the city gate in person.

Murong Qi and Leng Qinghuan rode on horses, covered her tightly with cloaks, and sent them to the Ten Mile Long Pavilion, the last stop.

The team slowly stopped, Jin Yu stepped out of the carriage with the support of Daimo, stood in front of the gorgeous phoenix, looked around, and in silence, she couldn't find anyone else with her.

When she left, Concubine Hui just pretended to be sad and showed it to the emperor, and then she could exchange it for the emperor's guilt and be extra kind to her.

Those old sisters in the palace wished that she would leave Chang'an quickly, so that they would escape safely and stay in the palace with peace of mind.

His old relatives have long since died early with their parents and gone away.

Now I am standing alone, a huge Chang'an, only the people I am nostalgic for, but there is no one who sincerely wants to keep me.

All of this was given by Leng Qinghuan.

She looked at Leng Qinghuan, Murong Qi carefully helped her off the horse, carefully gathered the cloak for her, wiped a little raindrop from her eyebrows, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

This man who he likes and admires for so many years is full of eyes, and he only has the cold joy in front of him, and he doesn't look at himself. Just when life and death parted.

Dai Mo held up an umbrella for her, and she walked slowly to Murong Qi, with a pair of radiant eyes full of steam.

"Cousin."

Murong Qi turned his face, the warmth in his eyes disappeared, and in his place, there was a cold air that was cooler than this ice rain.

"It's windy, rainy, and cold, so get on the road early."

A few words, cold and ruthless, without the slightest nostalgia.

Jin Yu endured the tears all the way and finally couldn't bear it, and fell one after another: "This farewell, I'm afraid it will be separated by yin and yang." ”

Murong Qi nodded: "Take care." ”

Jin Yu originally had a stomach full of words to say, but at this time, he didn't know how to speak, as if he was frozen in his throat.

"Don't you have anything to say to Jinyu?" She bit her lower lip gently: "Even if it's just a heart-warming word, it can support me all the way to resist the cold and wind and sand of Mobei." ”

This was said sadly, and Leng Qinghuan, who was directly ignored, stood aside, feeling embarrassed in his heart. is about to get married, and he hooks up with his husband crookedly.

But looking at her pitiful face, like a bitter gourd face who wants to be martyred for Murong Qi, it's better to hold back, don't fall into the well.

Murong Qi held back for a long time, and only admonished: "When you arrive in Mobei, you must not be as willful and misguided as in Chang'an." There's no one over there to support you. ”

Jin Yu was suffocated by his words, his body shook, he almost didn't roll his eyes, and fainted.

Leng Qinghuan almost laughed out of a pig cry in her heart. This god's poisonous tongue stunt was finally used on the second person besides himself. Obviously, Jinyu's ability to resist blows is not as strong as herself, although she is thick-skinned.

She wasn't embarrassed to laugh, but Jinyu didn't plan to let her go: "Cousin, can I say a few words to my cousin-in-law alone?" ”

Murong Qi shook his head without hesitation: "No." ”

One word: handsome.

Jin Yu smiled bitterly: "I'm so down, I can't hold back the chicken, what else is my cousin worried about?" ”

Murong Qi hugged Leng Qinghuan's thick waist: "You never have to do anything to hurt people." ”

Two words: so handsome.

"Now she's harming me, all of this is what she and Lu Wu are secretly plotting with! Can't you see? ”

"If you weren't harmful, how could you fall into the trap?"

This is said justifiably, this wife is shameless and has no lower limit, there are only three words: handsome!