svetikya Chapter 147
Chapter 147
When it came time to leave the capital, Si Shaochen suddenly wanted to ride a horse, Yan Qingmo also relied on him, the two rode on the same horseback, Lan Linglang was not to be outdone, and also took Xiaoyu to ride together.
"Just left..." Si Shaochen couldn't help sighing, turning his head to see, as if yesterday was cloudy and smokey, and these days were so goodbye.
The convoy that gradually moved away was led by several guards, Yan Qingmo and Si Shaochen were protected in the middle, but Si Shaochen looked at the powerful arm around his waist, thinking, the person who can give him the greatest sense of security is behind him, what is he afraid of?
When he was about to leave the city, the group in front stopped in the middle, and there was no one else, and Si Shaochen saw Tang Wujing, who had lost a lot of weight, at a glance.
Tang Wujing's face had faded from the immaturity of being a prince, and his body exuded the aura of an emperor, he stood with his back to his back, his figure was long, his face was tense, seeing them, he directly skipped the person in front, his gaze fell on his face, and his eyes were unadorned with remorse.
Yan Qingmo squinted his eyes slightly, he regretted not taking the carriage, otherwise he would not let Tang Wujing see Si Shaochen, he didn't want anyone who thought about Si Shaochen to see Si Shaochen, even if it was just a distant meeting, he wouldn't allow it.
The people around were cleared away, Tang Wujing walked over, Si Shaochen glanced back at Yan Qingmo, and found that although the people behind him had the same expression, their eyes were fierce, and they were silently confronting Tang Wujing.
Si Shaochen held Yan Qingmo's hand back and gently scratched his palm: "Let's go."
"When you come back, the palace will always welcome you." Tang Wujing said to Si Shaochen from a safe distance.
Si Shaochen had reason to suspect that Tang Wujing did not dare to get too close because he was afraid that Yan Qingmo would hit someone, he shook his head: "The emperor's kindness is still left to others, even if I come back, I will come back with Momo to play, as for the palace-
" Si Shaochen chuckled: "That place is not where I should stay, Shaochen can't afford to enjoy it." Tang
Wujing looked at Si Shaochen deeply, as if to engrave him in his bones, Yan Qingmo couldn't stand Si Shaochen being looked at like this by Tang Wujing, he tightened the reins, pumped the horse's butt, and ran far ahead.
Several guards standing beside Tang Wujing wanted to say something, but due to Yan Qingmo's identity, they didn't dare to say a word.
The emperor took every opportunity to learn that Si Shaochen was leaving today, and he didn't even finish the play, and waited on the necessary road early in the morning, and he got such a reply.
Isn't it a small lonely cloud building, who actually dares to confront the emperor.
Tang Wujing watched the horses run farther and farther, until he couldn't see a trace, and then slowly turned around, he stood in place for a long time, his mind was still the dashing and wanton smile when Si Shaochen left, but unfortunately, after Si Shaochen woke up, he never smiled for him again.
"The Emperor—" The guard saluted, ready to say something.
Tang Wuxian glanced at him: "Go back to the palace."
"Yes."
"By the way, is there any news of the White Falling Star?"
"Back to the emperor, not yet."
The guards also didn't understand, the body of the white falling star was cut like that, but their emperor insisted that it was definitely not the white falling star, and the clothes and accessories on the body were clearly all white falling stars.
"Keep looking."
Tang Wujing only left a word for them, and then went back to criticize the fold.
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The place chosen by Yan Qingmo was in the south, and the group was not in a hurry, and the luggage had already arrived, Lan Linglang was bored, and went with a light rain to go sightseeing. Si Shaochen and Yan Qingmo also broke away from the large army, and the two went alone.
Along the way, when encountering local customs and festivals, he will also go to the countryside to play with the customs, Yan Qingmo is reluctant every time, Si Shaochen loves to see his unwilling but open up appearance for him. Of course, it is inevitable that he will be cleaned up at night, but Yan Qingmo said that if he is not married, he cannot round the house, so Si Shaochen became bold.
"What kind of wedding does Chenchen want?" Yan Qingmo kissed Si Shaochen's smooth white back, and asked in a pressed voice.
"Just the two of us, go to church, no need to make a big fanfare, just be quiet." Si Shaochen knew that there were more and more rumors about the Lonely Cloud Tower, and the fewer opportunities for Yan Qingmo to show his face, the better, he didn't want those enemies to know that Yan Wang was Yan Qingmo.
"How can I be wronged by Chenchen." Yan Qingmo shook his head, "I want to give you the biggest wedding banquet."
Si Shaochen turned his head, he hugged Yan Qingmo's neck, and shook his head gently: "I don't want that, as the saying goes, Xiu'en loves to die quickly, and when others see us so loving, they will be jealous, let's show it to the people of Yan Mansion."
"Is Chenchen worried that someone will recognize me?"
Si Shaochen was poked in the center of the matter, and it was not good to hide it anymore, he nodded: "Since you know, don't let me continue to worry, your identity is special, although you are no longer a king, but the matter of the king of Yan... I don't know if Tang Wujing did it intentionally, there are more and more rumors, you have to protect your little life, I don't want to be widowed at a young age.
Si Shaochen was really worried, and he hoped that Yan Qingmo could understand him. But at this time, Yan Qingmo was thinking about another thing, he always thought that Si Shaochen played with him every day, but he didn't expect that he had been paying attention to the matter of Yan Wang and Lone Cloud Tower, or that Si Shaochen would pay attention to him about it.
Yan Qingmo was excited and didn't know what to say, he really wanted to do something to Si Shaochen now.
Si Shaochen clearly saw the lust in Yan Qingmo's eyes, and he smiled at the corner of his lips: "It's not a family yet, don't mess around~
" Yan Qingmo bit Si Shaochen's earlobe angrily: "You can't escape on the day of the round room."
Si Shaochen snorted twice: "I won't escape." The
two hurried unhurriedly, and when they arrived in Jiangnan, it was three months later, and the new Yan Mansion had a different appearance, but the general structure inside was still similar to the previous Yan Mansion, and there was a familiar feeling as soon as they entered the door.
Xiao Yu trotted out, followed by Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun grew taller, and her eyebrows also faded some immaturity, her eyes were resolute, she still held a sword in her hand, and when she saw the two returning, she excitedly shouted "Wang Ye, Madame".
"They all praised me for playing swords well, and said I had talent!" Xiao Yun said happily.
Si Shaochen nodded: "Show me the sword dance later."
Xiao Yun nodded vigorously.
"Don't call Wang Ye in the future, call..." Si Shaochen glanced at Yan Qingmo, calling the old master as if calling people old, Yan Qingmo looked like he was in his early twenties, "Call the young master."
Xiao Yun blinked: "Isn't that lady going to become a young lady?"
"It's okay, anyway, don't call Wang Ye, now Momo is no longer Wang Ye." Si Shaochen touched Xiao Yun's head, "Let's play first, I'll rest with the young master for a while."
Xiao Yun nodded: "That king... The young master and young lady went to rest, and Xiaoyun went to practice martial arts.
Si Shaochen looked at Xiao Yun's excited appearance with the sword, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Si Shaochen didn't mind the title, he didn't care that others knew that he was the one below, two men together, and he didn't need to fight for this, he just wanted to be owned by Yan Qingmo, there was no doubt about this.
As for getting Yan Qingmo, Si Shaochen felt that he had already got him, whether it was a person or a heart.
Yan Qingmo stepped forward and put his arm around Si Shaochen's waist, and he said with a smile: "Young lady, go back to the house and rest." "