Xiao Yueyao could only pin her hopes on Gonggong Li.

Gonggong Li has served His Majesty for many years, and he should know whether it should be called Ye Mohan at this time.

Xiao Yueyao waited quietly for Gonggong Li's voice to sound again.

didn't think about it, after Gonggong Li screamed, there was no movement.

It's completely darkened outside.

The carriage was also swarthy.

Xiao Yueyao's eyes looked particularly bright in this darkness at this time.

"A-"

Ye Mohan's voice is low, with a slight hoarseness that has just woken up, which is not unpleasant to hear, and it makes people's hearts skip a beat.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Xiao Yueyao asked softly.

But she could still feel the person on her shoulder hadn't left.

The even hot breath was also sprayed on the delicate skin of her neck, crispy and numb.

It was dark and quiet in the carriage, and only the shallow breathing of the other party could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Mohan opened his dark eyes, as deep as a wolf.

Ye Mohan slowly straightened up, and the two sat side by side for a while.

Didn't speak.

Xiao Yueyao felt that this moment was very quiet, which made her heart calm down.

……

Li Huan waited quietly outside.

Everyone was on standby, and no one dared to be impatient.

Until the curtain of the night ink cold carriage was lifted from the inside.

Ye Mohan's handsome face appeared in everyone's sight.

There was a hint of sufficiency in the corners of his eyes, and a cold gaze swept over everyone's faces.

A little eunuch hurriedly bowed down and lay on the ground.

Ye Mohan stepped on his back and got out of the carriage.

But instead of leaving, he turned to look at the carriage.

The little eunuch has not yet risen.

Xiao Yueyao looked at the back of the little eunuch, she really couldn't get off her feet, as the flower and bone of the motherland, the successor of socialism, and a woman in the new era of the 22nd century, she really couldn't do it.

Ye Mohan seemed to see her concerns, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to her.

The night was dark and silent, and only the moonlight shone on his handsome and cold face.

The young man in the bright yellow dragon robe stretched out his hand to the curly girl in the carriage.

The scene was beautiful.

Many people were stunned for a moment.

Xiao Yueyao is not a person who twists, and put her little hand on Ye Mohan's hand.

In the next second, he fell firmly into Ye Mohan's arms and landed calmly.

Ye Mohan took her little hand and walked towards the post station.

Two eunuchs led the way with bright yellow lanterns, and Li Huan followed to serve aside.

The ministers and concubines who followed slowly and orderly followed.

Xiao Yueyao's footsteps suddenly paused, her eyes swept over the people who followed behind, and then landed on a carriage.

"Your Majesty, you wait."

Xiao Yueyao quickly said this to Ye Mohan, turned around and trotted towards her carriage.

The ministers hurriedly made a way, watched Concubine Xiao enter the carriage, and watched her come out with their own eyes with an extra watermelon in her arms.

Watermelon?!

Thinking that they had misunderstood, the crowd rubbed their eyes and looked at it again.

Watermelon indeed!

And it's a very large watermelon.

Lu Chun was also surprised, where did the watermelon come from? How did she not know?

Xiao Yueyao held the watermelon in her arms and slowly walked to Ye Mohan's side, because the watermelon was too big and heavy, she almost didn't stand firm.

Ye Mohan reached out and helped her.

Xiao Yueyao looked at him happily with a grin.

However, she found that Ye Mohan's gaze fell on the big watermelon in her arms.

Xiao Yueyao was on guard, he wouldn't want to throw away her dear watermelon.

Thinking like this, Ye Mohan stretched out his jade hand with distinct bones to her, and looked at her for a long time.

The meaning is obvious.

I want to hold hands.

Xiao Yueyao glanced at Ye Mohan's hand, and then at the melon in her arms.

I glanced at my hand again, and I looked at my melon.

Shake your head decisively.

"Your Majesty, there is only one melon for the concubine."

Therefore, I can only grieve you, Your Majesty.

Li Huan couldn't stand it anymore on the side, so he came up to pick up the melon in Xiao Yueyao's hand, "Niangniang, the slave will help you take it......"