Xiang Ziyu went to Changle Palace to have breakfast with Huarong after morning court. When he went there, he felt refreshed, as if nothing had happened. The people in front of me are like two different people.
"Huainan." Seeing Xiang Ziyu coming, Huarong stood up abruptly, showing a bright smile.
Xing was infected, Xiang Ziyu also smiled with the corners of his mouth upturned, stepped forward to touch the handsome and undressed hair, "Today, the sky is clear, how about we go to the streets of Chang'an in micro clothes? "
"Okay." Huarong smiled.
"Tomorrow" Xiang Ziyu picked up a piece of pastry and put it on Huarong's plate, "Qiuwei, let's go hunting in the countryside!"
"Okay." Huarong nodded.
Xiang Ziyu took a sip of his tea and continued, "Go to Qiuwei for three days in a row, how about visiting Jiangnan afterwards? I heard that Jiangnan in autumn has a special flavor."
Huarong nodded again, "Okay."
"After going to Jiangnan, let's go to Xiangjiang River, which is not far from Jiangnan. The river there is very beautiful, and you will definitely like it." Xiang Ziyu continued.
"Okay." Huarong held Xiang Ziyu's slightly trembling hand, "Let's go to the streets of Chang'an, go hunting in Qiuwei, go to Jiangnan, go to Xiangjiang River. Wherever you want to go, I will go with you."
Xiang Ziyu turned his head and looked at Huarong in a daze. After a long time, he nodded, "Well Then we will go to Nanshan again. I always say that it is picturesque, but I have never been there before."
"good."
"There is also Saibei. The desert is like smoke, and the long river is setting sun, which is completely different from the scenery in Saibei." Xiang Ziyu chattered and talked about the place he wanted to go all night, "By the way! How can I forget when I went to Saibei Go to the top of the snow-capped mountain. The snow-capped mountain is a vast expanse of whiteness, and those saints often say that it is the place closest to God."
"Okay." Huarong looked at Xiang Ziyu distressedly, and called softly, "Huainan."
Xiang Ziyu looked deeply at Huarong, and the sadness in his pupils gushed out, "Let's go to the ladder. I heard that a sincere person can realize a wish by climbing the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps."
Huarong's eyes turned red suddenly, and she nodded with a sob, "Okay, let's all go, the two of us will go together."
Xiang Ziyu said "um", and his eyes were red.
Hua Lu and Deshun turned their heads away, their noses were sour, and they didn't want to listen any more. The wind this morning is so bitter that it makes me want to cry.
The streets of Chang'an are still as lively as ever. From the east to the west of the city, from the north to the south of the city, the four directions are criss-crossing, intersecting together, and extending each other to form their own scenery.
The wind in autumn is not too cold. It just happens to be a good time when the sky is clear and everything is harvested. The fruit stalls on both sides of the street are full of colorful melons and fruits. It is the most colorful time of the year.
Every two steps, there are jugglers, fireballs, boulders in the chest, stilts, etc., and people around the circle shouted hello.
"Huainan! Does this look good?!" Huarong asked with the rattle in her hand.
"It looks good." Xiang Ziyu smiled, and reached out to pay the silver taels.
"What about this?" Huarong walked around to another booth in a blink of an eye, and held up a hairpin, "Does it look good?"
Xiang Ziyu quietly looked at the smiling face after a few steps, his brows and eyes softened a bit.
"It looks good." He went forward and put the hairpin on Huarong's place. The hairpin is an ordinary silver hairpin without any decorations. Compared with the ones in the palace, it is far behind Fengqiuhuang. But now, in Xiang Ziyu's eyes, it was as if a layer of light had been saved, and it was extraordinarily beautiful.
Huarong looked up at Xiang Ziyu, revealing a row of white teeth.
All the old women on the stall said enviously: "It's really loving. The old woman has been doing business on Chang'an Street for decades, and she has never seen such a loving couple. Look, you can see it in this eyes. Squeeze out the tenderness!"
Huarong smiled, took Xiang Ziyu's arm, and solemnly introduced: "This is my husband, he loves me very much, and he is the best person to me!"
The old woman froze for a moment, then smiled broadly, "It can be seen that the girl is very lucky to have such a handsome husband who loves girls. I am really envious of others."
Xiang Ziyu was also in a daze for a short while, his eyes became softer and softer. It turns out that being introduced by someone you like to others is such a joy.
"Yeah!" Huarong nodded and looked at Xiang Ziyu, "That's why I love him too!"
Xiang Ziyu was stunned for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth rose a little bit. Seeing the bright smile on his face, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her. It was just right, neither long nor short.
It is enough for the people around to eat a full amount of dog food, followed byHua Lu, Deshun and a few servants dare not look directly at them, tsk tsk, is this still their aloof emperor? how come? Tsk This dog food is really enough!
Huarong blushed instantly, she just wanted to announce her love to the whole world, but Xiang Ziyu didn't expect Xiang Ziyu's reaction to be so intense, in broad daylight, in the crowd, unexpectedly tsk. Why does it feel a little sweet, a little reluctant.
Huarong, Huarong, pay attention to the occasion!
Just when Huarong shyly wanted to push Xiang Ziyu away, Xiang Ziyu loosened Huarong's lips in a measured manner, leaned back slightly, and looked at the familiar little girl with a little interest. Face.
Huarong glared at Xiang Ziyu angrily, it was so shameless! In broad daylight, simply, simplyI wish I could find a hole in the ground right now.
"Pay!" Huarong dropped a sentence angrily, turned around and left, what a shame! So explicit!
Xiang Ziyu smiled, in a great mood, paid a big silver dollar, and explained for Huarong by the way, "my wife is more shy."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, smiling kindly and enviously.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Ziyu quickly followed Huarong after paying the money, "Why are you blushing?"
Huarong stopped in her tracks, glared at Xiang Ziyu angrily, and said "What do you think!"
Xiang Ziyu smiled, reached out and touched his lips meaningfully, "It tastes good."
It's the same as usual, but I don't know why, but I feel that the one just now is memorable. Maybe it's the love of the public and the announcement to the whole world that this is her own woman.
When Xiang Ziyu said this, Huarong's face turned completely red, almost dripping blood, and she angrily turned and left, silently protesting Xiang Ziyu's shameless behavior.
"Rong'er!" Xiang Ziyu followed closely behind Huarong, and called out in a moderate voice.
"Ronger?"
Huarong: ""
"Ronger?"
Huarong: ""
Huarong ignored Xiang Ziyu, but he was not discouraged either, with a smile on his face, he called Huarong's name over and over again tirelessly.
Huarong clenched her fists, it's really really deceiving!
"Xiang Ziyu!" Huarong turned her head abruptly, calling out her name angrily.
Xiang Ziyu paused, and called out again leisurely, "Rong'er" He challenged Huarong's patience all the time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com