Lishan evening light.

It is the red sky, and the dark gold sinks in the west, shining on the beacon tower of the more distant time.

A verdant mountain range and a bright red sky are indeed the most intense contrast.

"I remember, there should be Huaqing Pond here, and there are terracotta warriors, right?!"

Xiao Xia lay on the edge of the window lattice of the carriage, unconsciously, stunned. Then he kept his mouth on the floor and muttered to himself.

"What Huaqing Pool and Terracotta Warriors, why don't I know?" Yu Wenheng touched Xiao Xia's head and asked.

It's not the first time he's been to Lishan, but he's never heard of a place like this.

I was very curious for a while, so I asked Xiao Xia.

"Huh? Not yet? Am I mistaken?! After Xia Moyang finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth.

What is she, an idiot, talking nonsense? I haven't learned history well, and I don't know if the time and space here are from the history books, so how can I believe it!

For a moment, cover your mouth and blink your eyes.

Xiao Xia immediately jumped out of the carriage, so that he couldn't talk to Ah Heng about this kind of thing. That was the preference of Emperor Tang Ming and Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

It has nothing to do with Ah Heng!

"You stop the little girl for me, where are you going to go halfway through the words!"

Yu Wenheng found out that Shuge's girl was really strange. I often don't say it in the middle of the conversation.

grabbed her waist and grabbed it, just scratching her waist, as if there was no one next to the two, just watching the sunset and making a fuss.

"Hahaha, nothing, nothing! I thought there were baths and burial tombs with clay figurines. If not, forget it, don't scratch me! Xiao Xia's whole body was wrapped in Ah Heng's arms.

can't break free, and can't let Ah Heng stop. It's so itchy that I scratch my heart and lungs, and I can't stand it before I vomit in the open air.

"Baths and burial mausoleums?" Yu Wenheng turned his eyes and looked at the great mountains and rivers of Lishan, the situation of feng shui wonders opening and closing, and felt that it was indeed a treasure of feng shui.

Inspired by something, Yu Wenheng looked at the bright red sunset while hugging Shuge, while hanging his head and pressing his chin against the girl's round head.

It would be great if they were buried here together when they were old.

Unconsciously, His Royal Highness King Zhongshan, who was in his prime, actually thought of what he looked like when he was old.

Holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son, what more can the husband ask for?

Because of the urgency of time, they soon returned from the mountains at night, overnight.

After all, Ah Heng is a Zhongshan king who has a lot of opportunities, and he returned to the suburbs of Chang'an, so he was able to rest for a night.

"His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan, don't come unharmed!"

This is the Thatched Temple, which Xiao Xia knew. It turned out that in the middle of the night, they actually came to this place.

The smoke of the grass hall is still curling, and this time, it is close to midnight in the temple, but there is still this high monk waiting to greet him.

It's really stained with Ah Heng's light, so exciting!

got out of the carriage and stood behind Ah Heng. This quite Zen place seems to be particularly lively with the presence of the king of Zhongshan.

Last time I came, I didn't see half of the ghosts.

In the end, this temple is also one of the eight views of Chang'an, how to say that there are many big monks and small monks!

lined up in turn, and the old host held Ah Heng's hand, as if he was an old friend.

He asked His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan how well he was doing, and then led them to the meditation room of the temple.

Ah Heng said they would rest here tonight. The Caotang Temple has a lot of connections with him, and he wants to burn incense and make a vow.

I really don't see it, Ah Heng is still such a good man and woman with faith?

Walking step by step, this meditation room is on both sides of the temple's verandah. Naturally, the fake Xia Er was left alone again.

She could only see the shadow on the window lattice, knowing that Princess Shuge and Zhongshan Wang Qingqing reflected the intimacy of Yan Yu's murmuring.

What's the matter, today's first update~

(End of chapter)