Qing Yu walked up to him, raised his hand and lifted the light veil on his face, revealing a dazzling, bright face, and bent his eyebrows at Xia Chu: "King Anjun, meet again, along the way, I have to worry about King Anjun to take care of it." ”

Xia Chuyi looked at her bright smile, feeling a little dazzling, he paused for a moment, and gently tugged at the corner of his lower lip: "You're polite, county lord, please." ”

Qing Yu turned around and boarded the carriage with vanilla.

Qinghui, who had been ignored, finally couldn't help but call her: "Yu'er,"

Qing Yu turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter?" ”

Her calm and calm appearance made Qinghui's words to tell her choke on her lips, moved her lips, and finally only said: "Be careful in everything." ”

"Got it." Qing Yu answered, lifted the curtain and got in.

Xia Chuyi stepped forward to say goodbye to Qinghui, Qinghui looked at him inexplicably, and finally bowed to him.

Xia Chuyi hurriedly supported him: "What are you doing, my lord?" ”

"The king of the county, the old man has no children, and he only has two daughters under his knees...... The future is uncertain, and I hope that the king of the county will take care of one or two more in the past, and the old man is grateful. "Qinghui is in a high position, and he can be said to be above 10,000 people under one person in the court, and he is also cold in Su Rili, but today it is rare to see a trace of warmth in him.

"Uncle Qing is polite, the little nephew must do his best." Xia Chuyi returned the salute, then turned over and ordered the team to set off.

After walking a few steps, I turned around and saw Qinghui's slightly vicissitudes in the cold wind in the early morning, and I couldn't help but think of some old things.

Originally...... If it hadn't been for such an accident, I would have thought about it...... If Uncle Qing is with his mother, his mother will be much happier over the years, and he will probably have a good "father"!

Xia Chuyi tugged at the corner of his lower lip, but in the end, the world is impermanent.

waited until the team of relatives walked away, hiding in a dark shadow near the prime minister's mansion, and then left in a hurry.

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From Shengjing City to Beilin Kingdom, all the way to the north, it will take a month to go fast.

In order to be in a hurry, it was not until three days later that they stopped at a post station for a short rest.

Qingyu is convenient, and has changed into homely clothes, which is originally unruly, but the road is far away, and no one has time to worry about this.

Finally able to stop, Qingyu was in a good mood and took the herbs to the kitchen, and asked the chef of the post station to cook a mutton pot for her, which was placed on a small table in the lobby and eaten.

It was the time to eat, and the lobby was very lively, and Qingyu was in the midst of this crowd, eating red and red.

It wasn't until Xia Chuyi raised her legs and sat next to her that she was stunned for a moment, and greeted with a natural expression: "Does the county king want a bowl of mutton soup?" Although the place is simple, it tastes good. ”

Xia Chuyi looked at this little woman with a flushed face with interest, and asked, "I'm about to marry someone who can be your grandfather, can't I see that the county lord still has such a good appetite at this time?" ”

Qing Yu squinted in the hot mist of the mutton pot, looked at the handsome man sitting next to her, as if she heard a "click", and the little hook in her heart hooked the fish's slightly open mouth.