"Immorality! Shameless!" Outside the city gate of Kyoto, the old minister who was waiting here to see him off snorted coldly and pinned his head to the side.

"Lord Liu's words are ugly, the newly married young couple is like glue, although it is not appropriate in the public, but it is not immoral, shameless."

The sudden sound of talking beside him made Lord Liu, who was already old, stunned.

He turned his head and saw clearly who the person around him was, and suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost, "Isn't Jing Shangshu going to travel with His Majesty? Why is it here?"

The procession of the autumn hunt set off from the palace, and unlike the accompanying ministers, most of the courtiers who came to see them off were waiting outside the city.

It is not uncommon for people like Xie Yangui and An Yang, who rarely follow the rules on weekdays, to appear outside the city.

No one expected that Jing Xiu was also outside the city, and he also helped Xie Yangui speak.

Lu He glanced at Jing Xiu with a thoughtful expression.

"After all, I have to travel with His Majesty, and I can't come back for ten days and half a month, so I have to explain all the things of the Ministry of Rites clearly before I can leave with confidence."

Brushing her beard, Jing Xiu looked at Lord Liu, looking rare and strange.

There was nothing wrong with him at first glance, but he couldn't help but think about it, because it was no different from nonsense.

There is quite a kind of people who ask the east and he says the west.

Lord Liu glared at him and stopped talking.

Jing Xiu didn't bother to talk to him, after all, Lord Liu was old, in case he was angry, there were a lot of people in the Liu clan, and he didn't want to make trouble.

Looking past Lord Yanagi, he looked ahead.

At this time, Jing Yu had already returned to Xie Yangui's side, and An Yang finally landed on the ground.

She raised her hand and punched Xie Yangui and scolded a few words with a smile.

"Dissipate your breath, drink a bowl of white fungus soup, and give the craft of books." An Yang didn't use any force, Xie Yangui smiled and brought her the white fungus soup.

"Hey, I knew I should have brought something nice with me, so that when I drank white fungus soup, someone would feed me pastries." With his elbow slapping Xie Yangui, An Yang took a sip of white fungus soup and smiled narrowly.

Just now Shocking Feather took her away, and at first she was a little uncomfortable and screamed a few times.

After she got used to it, she was not in a hurry to come back, and she was very familiar with her, so she obeyed her and ran a few laps on the road.

An Yang sat on the horse, and when he looked back, he saw Zhou Jin feeding Xie Yangui osmanthus cake.

"Eat yours." Xie Yangui twisted a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into An Yang's mouth.

She turned her head to look at Zhou Jin, and he was standing beside her, although his face was as usual, the roots of his ears were a little red.

The sound of the gong that opened the way was heard, reminding the people waiting outside the city that the holy car was coming.

An Yang swallowed the snack in her mouth, and used the white fungus soup to avoid choking, she returned the bowl to Xie Yangui, raised her hand to wipe her mouth, and approached the city gate.

Xie Yangui handed the bowl in his hand to Yu Hua on the side, and she walked with Zhou Jin and followed behind An Yang.

Outside the city gate, the ministers waiting for farewell seemed to have a tacit understanding, and after sorting out their clothes, they stood with their heads bowed.

Xie Yangui and An Yang also picked a place to stand, and Zhou Jin, like them, went to that station casually, which was neither dazzling nor wrong.

The procession that went forward to open the way came out of the city gate without stopping and set off all the way forward.

Long Yuan left Kyoto, walked a distance before stopping, the curtain of the car was lifted by the palace people, revealing Emperor Mingde and the noble concubine Xie Xi sitting in it.

"Long live my emperor, long live, noble concubine Niangniang thousand years old."

The ministers seemed to be accustomed to it, and saluted the two people in the dragon chariot, and Emperor Mingde raised his hand and beckoned everyone to get up.

"I'm about to travel, and I'm going to bother you with all of you about things in Kyoto." With a smile on his face, Emperor Mingde briefly explained a few words and raised his hand slightly.

The curtain was lowered, Peng Hai greeted the team, and with the ministers' "Congratulations to Your Majesty", Long Yuan set off again.

Jing Xiu came out of the queue

came, quietly glanced at Xie Yangui and Zhou Jin, and then got into the carriage.

Xie Yangui turned his head to look at An Yang, she was stepping on the footstool into the carriage, and she didn't mean to call her at all.

"Ma'am, shall we go?" Zhou Jin's voice came from beside him, Xie Yangui retracted his gaze, and agreed with a smile.

She peeked at Zhou Jin's face and made sure that he looked fine now, nothing uncomfortable.

"I'm fine." Holding Xie Yangui's hand, interlocking his fingers with her, he tilted his head slightly, leaned into her ear and whispered.

He knew that he was traveling today, not to mention the journey of more than half a month, and he had already taken medicine, so he probably wouldn't have any unbearable pain.

Entering the carriage, Xie Yangui took a quick look and was satisfied.

She had instructed Yushu early to pick the largest carriage in the mansion and arrange it well.

In this way, whether it is traveling or resting, the carriage is a place where you can rest at any time.

She sat down and opened the small drawer at hand, which contained a box of candied fruits, and when she opened another one, there were several oiled paper packets, which seemed to be snacks.

She leaned back, the cushion behind her soft and comfortable to sit on.

Zhou Jin sat down next to Xie Yangui, took out a cotton towel from the drawer at hand and beckoned her, "Sit down."

"No need, it's still hot in August, and it'll be dry in a while." Xie Yangui waved his hand, not caring.

Zhou Jin didn't speak, only looked at her gently with a cloth towel in her hand, she couldn't stand that look, so she sat next to him.

Raising his hand to remove the headband on Xie Yangui's head, the long hair fell out, revealing a breath of moisture, with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which made Zhou Jin suddenly think of the kiss just now.

With his Adam's apple moving lightly, he gathered his thoughts and wiped the ends of her hair with a cotton towel.

It wasn't until all the water droplets were sucked up that he picked up the comb in the drawer and straightened Xie Yangui's hair.

"I'm going to fall asleep." His movements were very gentle, and he didn't hurt her, the comb ran across the scalp, the strength was just right, Xie Yangui yawned, a little sleepy.

She hadn't slept long last night.

"Then you'll sleep." Zhou Jin put the comb aside, stretched out his hand and took Xie Yan back to his arms.

The carriage was big enough, Xie Yangui lay down according to his strength, right on his stomach, and she could feel it between his breaths.

Rubbing down again, Xie Yangui moved his head to Zhou Jin's lap.

He used his hand instead of a comb and pressed it gently on her head, and in a short time the sound of steady breathing was heard.

Stopping the movement in his hand, Zhou Jin looked down at the person pillowed on his lap, he stretched out his hand, and his fingers gently slid over Xie Yangui's lips, unconsciously tracing the shape of his lips.

Xie Yangui muttered in a low voice, accurately grabbed Zhou Jin's hand, and pulled the ring on her.

Outside the carriage, the sound of horses' hooves and wheels was intertwined, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds in the fields, but it was not noisy.

In the carriage, Zhou Jin leaned back and leaned on the mat, his arms on Xie Yangui's body to prevent the bumpy road from affecting her.

He had one leg bent, the other arm on his lap, and a book in his hand, but he had no intention of picking it up.

His eyes fell on Xie Yangui's face, and it was full of gentleness under a closer look.