Chapter 119: Out of the Palace

Wen Qingwu's face blushed when she heard this: "What are you talking about?" She couldn't help but raise her voice: "I came to you just because you and I have important matters to discuss." It is precisely because of the upright gentleman who looks at your work that he does this, and if His Highness feels that it is unseemly, I will definitely not do anything beyond the norm in the future. ”

"Well, I said the wrong thing." Li Ke looked at Wen Qingwu and sighed: "If you ask casually, you are so popular." If I weren't a gentleman, you would have been thrown into bed by me. ”

Wen Qingwu frowned tightly when she heard this.

Li Ke looked at Wen Qingwu's face and said, "Don't worry, I will never insult you." If you don't agree. As he spoke, he hurriedly said: "Okay, don't think about it too much, the current relationship between you and me is destined to meet after people." If you pay attention to the rules in everything, you won't be able to be a roader.

Today's question is just a joke from acquaintances. ”

Hearing the word "Zhijiao", Wen Qingwu's brows were evacuated. In the previous life, I had my best friends, and it was common to joke like this.

King Wu has nothing to do with himself, if he regards himself as a close friend, he really has no other meaning in saying these words.

Wen Qingwu, who had been a man in his previous life, was very clear and clear.

"It's my villain's henchman who wants to go wrong, Your Highness is not strange." Wen Qingwu said softly

Li Ke looked at Wen Qingwu with a sincere apology on his face, and laughed interestingly. He has never seen this kind of woman, she is obviously very old-fashioned in her bones, and she turns her face when she says it, but after being frivolous, she apologizes inexplicably. Say relieved, let go.

Could it be that she really thought that a man would only treat her as a good friend after talking to her deeply?

As if he had figured out the texture of a strange stone, Li Ke looked at Wen Qingwu and thought of something. Straightened his face, turned around and approached Wen Qingwu, sighed lightly, raised his long arm, and put it on Wen Qingwu's half-scattered white shoulder.

Wen Qingwu's whole body stiffened.

"If you wish, I will treat you as a good friend from now on." Li Ke said earnestly, and after speaking, he emphasized: "Make friends." ”

Wen Qingwu didn't know why she was so ashamed. is obviously the dignified champion of Shaohua! Are you afraid that a righteous gentleman who can sit upright and be thin will not succeed himself?

Ridiculous!

She took a deep breath, tried not to brush off Li Ke's arm on her shoulder, and pulled out a smile: "Okay." ”

Li Ke couldn't help but laugh and endured the pain in his heart.

He rubbed Wen Qingwu's soft hair, turned around and strode to the window, and climbed out of the window.

The figure disappeared in a flash. Wen Qingwu walked to the window and looked out, the evening breeze blew, only the huge pomegranate flowers swayed in the night.

She breathed a sigh of relief and gently closed the window.

At the moment when Wen Qingwu closed the window, a figure landed from the pomegranate tree, looking at the window lattice reflecting the candlelight, Si Mu frowned, unable to tell what it was like.

The next day dawned, and the breeze was blowing, and there was a little cold air in the night. The night sky is like an endless sheet of black satin, inlaid with countless shards of broken glass, dotted with stars.

This day is the travel day that Qin Tian has calculated, and it should be a good weather.

Wen Qingwuyin got up immediately, and the things he wanted to bring were packed yesterday. The entire talent courtyard is still silent, only Wen Qingwu's room and Gao Qinqin's room have bright lights.

Wen Qingwu stood at the door, his hands upright in front of his abdomen, looking at the palace that was still shrouded in darkness. Look at the lit room opposite.

This trip to Luoyang Palace, why do you bring Gao Qinqin? After Wen Qingwu thought for a moment, he turned his gaze. Sweeping across the silent courtyard, it landed on a closed doorway next to it.

After looking at it for a long time, Wen Qingwu withdrew his gaze and looked at the night sky full of stars.

Sure enough, it was a good day.

This is the door of Dafu Palace slowly opened, and there was a palace grandmother about forty years old standing at the door, and a small palace maid next to her bent over carrying a lantern. I only heard the palace grandmother say loudly to the Dafu Palace: "The masters of the Dafu Palace, it's time to get up." ”

"Master, it's time to go." Behind him, Ruyoshi stepped forward, holding a large box in his hand.

The carriage was parked outside the Daifuku Palace, and there were two of them. She and Gao Qinqin were one by one. Ruyoshi walked to the door, looked at the car with his master's brand, and carried the two large boxes.

When Wen Qingwu got into the carriage with the support of Liu Ye, Gao Qinqin happened to come out with the maid.

After moving the accompanying belongings, Yanagiba entered the car door, and Ruyoshi stayed on the wheel and sat next to the coachman. The carriage quickly moved slowly.

All the way to Chongming Gate, the carriage leaned aside. At this time, there were still very few concubines. The group waited here for the lady concubine and the emperor's chariot.

After waiting for more than an hour, Wen Qingwu leaned against the wall of the car and fell asleep in a daze. Hearing Ruyoshi's call, Wen Qingwu came back to his senses. She lifted the curtain and looked at the bright yellow car in the distance and the canopies next to it.

Carrying his skirt, he got out of the carriage with everyone in the car, and squatted on the side of the road like all the concubines next to him, greeting Emperor Joan of Arc. The holy bowl did not stop, and passed straight to the side, slowly getting into the car according to the rank, and followed behind.

Wen Qingwu was one of the last few palace concubines on this trip.

A group of carriages slowly passed through the Chongming Gate, passed through the Hanyao Gate of the second palace wall, and passed through the Zhaoxun Gate of the first palace wall.

Wen Qingwu lifted the curtain and looked out carefully. After coming to Tianzhou for so long, she hadn't even gone out of the third palace wall.

When Zhaoxun Gate came out, it was the Zuo Jinwu Courtyard, and there were rows of armoured and sword-wielding troops lined up next to it, Wen Qingwu knew that the largest Praetorian Guard, Jin Wuwei, had already left with the bright yellow chariot at the front.

As the convoy slowed down, the army riders approached and followed on both sides of the carriage. Wen Qingwu tilted his head sideways and looked at the last walking army.

I sighed in my heart.

In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, thieves rose everywhere, and the internal dynasty fought openly and secretly, and the dispersion of military power led to the army also fighting. After several defeats, the main army of the imperial court was scattered. How can there be these heroic guards in front of you.

"Talented, it's time to cross the royal bridge, beware of the wind." The janissary who followed next to him hung his head, wore a hood on his head, and bowed down to remind.

Wen Qingwu comprehended, glanced at the guards, and put down the veil in his hand.

After passing through the last Danfeng Gate, it is really out of the Ouchi.

Passing all the way from Danfengmen Street, the side has already been cleaned up, and in front of it is the street of Beijing. Wen Qingwu sat in the car, and heard a huge cheer from a distance.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

She sat in the car, resisting the urge to lift the veil, and looked sideways at the faint figure kneeling on the ground outside. Patches of people are continuous, and the streets are lined with buildings, and there are many richly decorated shops and restaurants.

It's really prosperous and rich.

Wen Qingwu couldn't help but sigh again in his heart, the prosperous world was like this.

The convoy drove all the way without stopping, and only stopped at the post station that had been prepared at night from Maozheng Road.

Wen Qingwu's carriage slowly stopped, and there was a waiter waiting at the post station outside standing under the carriage and saying, "Wen Cairen, it's time to get off the car and eat." ”