Chapter 22: I see

Yao Qingmu held her cheeks and sat on the steps in the courtyard, staring at the moon in a daze.

"Ang-ah-" BMW rubbed her head lightly, as if to ask her, whether to run away now or obediently follow the princess back to the palace?

Yao Qingmu sighed, "Hey, it's really unlucky, if you go now, you'll die, and if you don't go, you'll die." ”

"I don't think so."

Under the moonlight, the man's long figure stood in the wind, his cyan clothes fluttered in the wind, and the calm temperament that naturally exuded, and the fairy-like dust-free and handsome, made Yao Qingmu feel the slightest reassuring warmth.

"Brother Zhiyuan...... I mean, I've seen His Royal Highness. For a moment, Yao Qingmu almost had an illusion.

Rong Yun smiled slightly, approached her, and said, "You must be very strange, why did Rong Li let you be her concubine." ”

"Don't you want to take revenge on me, put me in a dilemma, and finally die a good death?" Yao Qingmu muttered, anyway, Hengzhi is a death, and he always has to say something happy before he dies.

Rong Yun frowned and shook his head slightly, "By no means. Although the royal sister is willful, she has a pure nature, and the reason why she is like this is that she actually likes you and wants to bring you back to the palace and give her a companion. ”

He paused and continued: "Perhaps in her eyes, only her colt can always be by her side. As he spoke, he stared at Yao Qingmu's eyes.

"You may not be able to imagine how lonely a child with superior intelligence like Rong Li is in the palace. Therefore, I came to you to ask you not to leave, but to go back to the palace with us first, as for the matter of the horses, we can discuss it in the long run. Rest assured, we won't hurt you. ”

His voice and his words repelled Yao Qingmu's psychological defense, and she also understood that what the princess said in public could not be done casually, this was also related to the issue of royal face, the Son of Heaven said nine tripods, so how could the princess have three tripods, right?

Yao Qingmu nodded, didn't speak, just bowed to Rong Yun, turned around and wanted to go back to the room.

"Wait."

"What else does Your Highness command?" Yao Qingmu didn't dare to look up, as long as she saw that familiar and unfamiliar face, her heart would feel inexplicable pain, and she thought that she still needed a while to get used to it.

"You...... Looks a lot like an old friend of mine, except ......" He shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, turned his back, and said, "I mean, rest early, and I'll have to go tomorrow." ”

Yao Qingmu glanced at his handsome back with complicated feelings, walked into the room, and slowly closed the door. Leaning against the door, I breathed a sigh of relief until I heard footsteps in the yard getting farther and farther away.

Early the next morning, Yao Qingmu did not wear her coarse cloth clothes again, but changed into the clothes they had prepared for her.

A cyan robe was embroidered with elegant ink bamboo with black silk thread, and the same bamboo was embroidered on the black brocade belt tied around the waist.

The black hair is tied to the top of the head with a black hairband two fingers wide, and a piece of fine jade is dotted in the middle of the headband, and a touch of broken hair is naturally scattered on the forehead, taking advantage of a small face to be more handsome.

In fact, Yao Qingmu originally had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, although it was not a country and a city, but it was also fresh and beautiful.

Buddha relies on gold, people want clothes, and now they are dressed up, which is really eye-catching.