The cold wind outside is biting, since you can't see the person you want to see, then it is better to return to the Changle Palace where the earth dragon is paved as soon as possible. She promised Nan Xuange to take care of her body, so how could she hold on until the day he came back!

His footsteps moved slightly, and he was about to walk down the steps, only to hear the red lotus behind him say with an irrepressible astonishment: "Your Highness the Nine?!" ”

Reflexively turned his head to look under the city wall, and saw that the person who was supposed to have left the city was riding on a tall horse, smiling and looking at her from afar, his eyes full of stars.

Su Kui couldn't help laughing, couldn't help laughing, raised his eyebrows, and asked with his eyes: What? Could it be that you can't bear me?

Nan Xuange's heart slowly seemed to bite open a bun filled with syrup, and his heart was full of sweetness. He made no secret of his love for Su Kui, nodded generously, and opened his mouth silently, the mouth shape was: Wait for me!

"Poof—"

Su Kui glanced at him, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows revealed her good mood, and she saw that a deputy general was chasing after him on horseback, as if urging him to leave quickly. But he ignored her, his eyes staring at her without blinking, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance into his heart and take it with him, and asked her for an answer.

The deputy general was already embarrassed, and when he saw Su Kui's eyes on the city wall, his begging gaze was passed over frequently.

Su Kui finally bowed his head, and his voice was blown inaudible in the cold wind, "I know, you can go quickly!" If you don't drive those barbarians who are inferior to pigs and dogs back to the Northern Desert, you won't come to see me! ”

Nan Xuange naturally understood, he smiled and squinted his eyes and smiled contentedly, and finally said "Rack!" The horse heard the command, and ran on its sturdy limbs towards the procession.

The mouth shape he quickly made in the end, except for Su Kui, everyone else was a cloud of mist.

What he said was: "When I come back, I will give you the head of the leader of the Northern Desert as a dowry!" ”

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Spring goes to autumn and comes again, flowers bloom and thank, and the years change.

Time flies, three years have passed, the branches and leaves outside the window have fallen off, the dead leaves are scattered, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.

The incense burner with exquisite carved patterns on the sandalwood table is burning with the incense of soothing the nerves all year round, the weather is getting cooler, Changle Palace has already burned the earth dragon one step ahead of other palaces, the fragrance in the hall is lingering, the flower window is half opened, there is a gust of autumn wind rolling the fallen leaves and swirling in, just falling on the desk against the window.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Su Kui put away the spread of the letter, just as the cold wind penetrated into his nose, and when he got stuck in his throat, the uncomfortable tears in his chest fell out.

As soon as Yingluofu walked in, she immediately twisted her eyebrows, walked over quickly, and first closed the window quickly to block the cold wind that was blowing in from outside. Then she filled Su Kui with a cup of hot tea again, and then slowly patted her on the back.

"Princess, have you read the letter from His Royal Highness the Ninth again?"

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, staying by Su Kui's side in the past few years, Yingluo's original cowardly temperament has gradually calmed down, and she can take charge of big and small things on her own. Su Kui gradually let go of her to do some things, and after experiencing many things that almost killed her, her mind finally matured.

In the past few years, the princess's body has deteriorated, and at night, cold air is coming out of the cracks of her bones, and she clenches her teeth in pain, and when the pain passes, she is soaked in cold sweat, as if she has just been fished out of the water.

However, every time she replied to His Royal Highness the Nine, it was very good, very good, don't worry and other perfunctory words such as reporting good news and not bad news, which made those of them who had been by the princess's side for a long time feel distressed from the bottom of their hearts.

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