The carriage was speeding on the avenue of the Northern Yan Capital, and the noisy crowd all avoided it, guessing which noble lady the person under the splendid canopy was.

The summer wind blows the curtain of the carriage, allowing people to get a glimpse of the delicate faces of the people inside.

Hua Qingrao watched the carriage drive in the direction of the suburbs, and countless thoughts came to her heart, but she couldn't guess Gao Qixuan's intentions.

Layers of green forests block out the daylight and wipe out a little bit of dry heat. Leng Yue tightened the reins in his hand, and the horse rose in the air, wantonly raising the horse's hooves.

Leng Yue tied the horse's reins to a tree, and then turned to the person in the closed curtain: "Niangniang, it's here." ”

The white bare hand lifted the curtain, and a dazzling sunlight sprinkled on Hua Qingrao's face through the layers of leaves, and she raised her hand to cover it.

The breath of the grass after the rain was particularly strong, she looked around the surrounding environment, looked at Leng Yue's outstretched hand suspiciously, hesitated for a while, and finally put her hand on it.

Leng Yue helped her to get out of the carriage carefully, and the soil had just been moistened by the raindrops and became a little muddy.

Hua Qingrao walked step by step with the hem of her skirt trembling, without asking where to go or what to do.

The trees are becoming scarcer, and a few of them are standing, and the view is also broadened.

In a vast meadow, several stone monuments stand out. Hua Qingrao's pupils were shocked, and she stopped unconsciously. She turned her head and looked at Leng Yue coldly, and asked sharply, "What does Gao Qixuan want to do again!" ”

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully: "The emperor ordered someone to build the mausoleum of the former Prince Zheng and his family here, thinking that Niangniang must have concerns, so he let the humble position bring Niangniang here." ”

Hua Qingrao's body couldn't stop trembling because of anger or excitement, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and her pupils trembled slightly, "Okay!" That's nice! Thank you for me, Your Majesty! She gritted her teeth and spat out the words between her teeth.

Leng Yue looked at her angry eyes, which were a little more moving. He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Hua Qingrao turned her head to look at the stone tablet, and her dark eyes seemed to condense a thousand words. She didn't dare to go because she couldn't accept the form, and she didn't have the face to see her.

The mist in her eyes obscured her vision. Seeing that the moisture in her eyes was about to fall, she slowly closed her eyes and turned away.

Only when the great revenge is avenged can she have the face to really see her father and brother.

Leng Yue looked at her back as she was getting farther away, sighed imperceptibly, and chased after her quickly.

Hua Qingrao got into the carriage by herself, stood on the board and looked at Leng Yue condescendingly, and said lukewarmly: "Who else has been here?" ”

Leng Yue was stunned for a moment, thinking of the wine and food and unburned paper money placed in front of the stone tablet, "The emperor specially sent people to take care of this place regularly, I'm afraid those people have come." ”

Hua Qingrao saw that the grass around the mausoleum had been cleared, so she had no doubts about his words. She lifted the curtain and sat back in the car, "Isn't he afraid that I will run away?" ”

Leng Yue took off the reins of the carriage and drove the carriage to the right road, "The emperor said that when Niangniang saw this, she would only want to return to him immediately." ”

Hua Qingrao's eyes were extremely cold, and he wanted to tie her to his side with hatred, so that she could not escape.

The carriage marched into the city, and instead of returning to the palace immediately, it stopped in front of a restaurant.

As soon as Leng Yue lifted the curtain, she heard Hua Qingrao's voice without a trace of temperature, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Niangniang, the emperor thinks that you have lost a lot of weight these days, and I am afraid that the food in this palace is not to your taste, so he specially asked the humble to bring you here." He said lightly.

Hua Qingrao raised her eyes to look at him, sneered and sighed: "You are really your master's good subordinate!" ”

Leng Yue took out a veil and handed it to her, "Niang Niang praised it." ”

Hua Qingrao listened to these unashamed words, if she hadn't said it with his cold face, she really wanted to slap it.

She lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the plaque of the drunken sky, in the past, she always dressed up as a boy and came here to eat wine and listen to music.

There are a lot of people here, from the small people in the market to the official royal family, she is also here with a little girl's heart, and she can hear the heroic deeds of her future husband.

What kind of grand event should be held in today's Zuixiao Tower, and a group of people gathered at the door to watch the excitement and blocked the door.

Hua Qingrao wears a veil, after all, she has a special identity now, and it is not a good thing to be recognized in case she is recognized.

Just as everyone was crowding at the door and scrambling to take a look at the prosperous world inside, they suddenly saw a woman with a hidden face helped out of the carriage by a cold-faced man.

Even though the veil obscured most of her face, the beauty of this woman could be glimpsed from the beautiful eyes alone. The breeze blew through the veil to cling to her delicate face, and her high nose bridge and small lips were dimly highlighted.

The moment everyone was stunned, she walked by like a fluttering garment, leaving a touch of sweet Guiyun fragrance.

Leng Yue took out the post from her arms and successfully took Hua Qingrao into the building, only a group of people who were still immersed in it couldn't extricate themselves.

The maid in the drunken tower led them up to the second floor and into a separate room, where the windows of the room were opened to give them a straightforward view of the scene in the hall.

At this time, the hall was full of guests, and the noise drowned out the graceful music on the central stage.

The entire second floor is the same structure as theirs, and all the windows are open, so that you can even see the person sitting in the window. And the common characteristic of these people is nothing more than rich clothing.

Leng Yue ordered a few famous specialties and a pot of osmanthus stuffed in the building, speaking of this drunken osmanthus brew, it is a must. This pot alone is worth a hundred taels, and many people can't think about it.

After the wine and food were served, Leng Yue poured a glass and put it in Hua Qingrao's hand. Hua Qingrao did not shirk, raised her glass and drank it all, and a sweet and mellow taste bloomed on her taste buds.

Leng Yue looked at her like a cow drink, and finally reminded her loudly: "This wine has a lot of energy, Niangniang drink it slowly." ”

Hua Qingrao's words to him were one ear in and one ear out, just caring about him pouring another glass.

"Thank you for coming to Zuixiao Tower." The musicians on the stage in the hall all stepped back, and a middle-aged man in a robe walked up with steady steps, and his strong voice made the originally noisy venue instantly quiet.

Hua Qingrao also put it in the wine glass, holding her head lazily with her palms, and listened to his words.

"The highlight of the building today is coming!" The middle-aged man's face was full of smiles, and even his voice was filled with perceptible excitement.

As soon as they heard this, everyone sat up straight as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they did not forget to applaud in their hands. For a while, the hall applauded continuously.

Seeing that the scene was heating up, the middle-aged man glanced at the people waiting on the side, and deliberately raised his voice: "Come on, it's a big deal!" ”

In the expectant eyes of everyone, several people dressed as small servants walked up pushing an iron cage. The cage was not a rare beast, but an embarrassed woman. Her dress was torn to a ragged garment, and it only covered her body.