Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Prose -> Empress Huang

Chapter 92. Hurry up

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    The autumn night is cool, and although the body is extremely tired, I wake up after sleeping for three or two hours.  Chuyao opened his eyes and saw that Rong Shaoyang was no longer on his lap, and he looked around but there was no sign of him.

    When she wanted to get up, she realized that her legs were numb, and she knocked her legs hard to get up.

    At this time, Rong Shaoyang came from a distance. Seeing that Chuyao had woken up, he quickened his pace a little.

    "There is still a day's journey away from Mengzhou. Let's start now. If we hurry up, we can arrive at night." Rong Shaoyang led two horses and handed a rein to Chuyao.

    Chuyao got on the horse, and the two drove out of the woods.  It was still before dawn, and the forest was originally quiet. They rode their horses past, startling the birds and beasts.

    Autumn is foggy and windy, and it is the coldest before the sun rises. The cold wind blows across Chuyao's face. She tightens her lips, beats the horse, and follows Rong Shaoyang's black steed closely.

    After an hour or so, they came out of the woods, and the sun was also in the sky, and Chuyao's pale face only slightly improved.

    It's just that the horse gradually couldn't keep up with Rong Shaoyang's horse for some reason, and the distance gradually became farther and farther away. Finally, no matter how much it was whipped, the horse just stopped moving.

    It is said that after a night of rest, it is only a short time to run now, which should not be the case.

    Rong Shaoyang couldn't hear the sound of horseshoes behind him, so he turned around and saw that Chu Yuan was far behind, and drove the horse back.

    "What's wrong?"

    "It can't run anymore."

    Chuyao got off his horse, and Rong Shaoyang got off his horse too. He squatted down to check, and saw a pine needle stuck in the horse's hoof.

    "It's numb for a hundred days, and it won't be able to walk for a while." Rong Shaoyang glanced at Chuyao and said, "Come up."

    Chu Yao frowned, and got on Rong Shaoyang's horse.  Rong Shaoyang also turned over and sat behind Chuyao.  He circled Chuyao with his arms around him, pulled the rein, and flattered her.

    The horse's hooves drove forward, and Chuyao's body leaned back into Rong Shaoyang's arms. She tried her best to hold on to the saddle, straightened her body, but slid back again and again.

    "Song Chuyao, don't move!" Rong Shaoyang whispered in her ear as if suppressing something.

    It was only then that Chuyao felt that something was wrong behind her, her cheeks blushed quickly, her body stiffened and she really didn't dare to move.

    She never thought that Rong Shaoyang had such a desire, maybe it was because his cold and indifferent aura of isolation from the outside world was too strong, which made her ignore that he was just an ordinary man.  Thinking of his dawdling just now, his cheeks turned even redder.

    Slowly the hard objects behind him gradually disappeared, and Chuyao let out a sigh of relief.  Going forward quickly, Chuyao didn't dare to move or speak along the way, just feeling annoyed.

    The two of them rode together, and it was slower than originally expected. When they arrived in Mengzhou, it was already midnight, the city gate was closed early, Rong Shaoyang took Chuyao and flew over the high city wall and entered.

    In the dead of night, the inn clerk opened the door for them with a sleepy face, and led them into the room listlessly, as if he hadn't opened his eyes to look at them from the beginning to the end.

    This time it was two adjacent rooms, and Chuyao was annoyed by the day's events, so he entered his room without saying hello to Rong Shaoyang, and closed the door.

    Rong Shaoyang looked at her figure who seemed to be running away, and couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth slightly, and turned and entered his room.

    Now Jiang Qianyang's people should be aware that something is wrong there, but even if they want to chase after him, it will take a day or two, so they can take a good rest today.

    Two rooms, two people lying flat on the bed, one sleeping peacefully with eyes closed, the other tossing and turning with eyes open.

    When Xiang Yao couldn't fall asleep again, he simply got up and poured a glass of cold water to drink himself.  She couldn't keep thinking like this, even if Rong Shaoyang had desires, it wasn't aimed at her, anyone would have the same reaction to the scene during the day.  Rong Shaoyang shouldered the important task of revitalizing the Li country, he was a heartless and ruthless person, she shouldn't care about it.

    In one breath, I poured cold water down my throat, cooling my whole body, and slowly calmed down.  To her, Rong Shaoyang was her childhood benefactor, even if there was some throbbing, it was a feeling of gratitude.

    Chuyao comforted herself, trying her best to reject the feeling of blushing and heartbeat in the morning.

    After calming down, she lay back on the bed, still unable to stop her thoughts, Chuyao closed her eyes, her mind was in a mess, and it took some time before she fell asleep in a daze.

    The next day, Chuyao got up a little late, and Rong Shaoyang was already sitting in the downstairs hall having breakfast.  Seeing his calm and refreshed face, Chu Yao was a little displeased.  As if nothing happened yesterday, he must have been a little too calm.

    Chuyao went downstairs with a blank expression on her face.??Go to the opposite side of Rong Shaoyang.  Since he acted as if nothing had happened, she had to calm down, otherwise it would seem that she cared a lot.

    There are not many diners in the hall, they are seated in twos and threes, and the voice of the shopkeeper behind the counter can be heard clearly.

    Chuyao and Rong Shaoyang ate their meals in silence, and when they were about to get up after breakfast, they heard a man who looked like a little girl running hurriedly outside the door, calling for the shopkeeper.

    "Shopkeeper, a notice has been posted at the gate of the city, and the emperor is getting married." Xiao Er walked into the counter and said.

    "Big wedding is a big wedding. The sky is high here and the emperor is far away. It's none of our business." The shopkeeper continued to lower his eyebrows and move his abacus.

    "The object of the emperor's wedding is Wen Guofeng Emperor. The two countries are about to merge. It is said that the country's name will have to be changed on the day of the wedding." Xiaoer said again.

    Chu Yao's eyelashes trembled, but there was no change in expression on his face.  Rong Shaoyang raised his lips slightly, and looked at her with a half-smile.

    Hearing this, the shopkeeper stopped pulling the beads, slightly startled: "Are you serious?"

    "It's absolutely true, the imperial list at the gate of the city is still posted there, and the big wedding is on December 12th." Xiaoer said with certainty.

    "Hey, I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing for the Yanwen and Wen countries to merge. I'm afraid the world is going to be in chaos." The shopkeeper sighed with emotion, and shouted again: "Come on, let's go to work."

    December 12, that is, two months later.  Chu Yao lowered his eyes, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it.

    "I've bought the horses, let's go." Rong Shaoyang put a silver coin on the table, got up and walked out the door.  His mind is very strange now, he wants to capture something from Chuyao's face, but he doesn't want to see any changes in her.

    Chu Yao also got up and followed Rong Shaoyang, walked out of the inn, mounted his horse and set off.

    Riding to the gate of the city, I really saw an imperial list posted, and everyone surrounded it tightly.  The news of the marriage and merger between Yanwen and Wenzhou is enough for the market to gossip for a few days.

    Chu Yao rode by and paused for a moment, looking at Xiao Jing's posthumous title on the imperial list, he couldn't help laughing mockingly.  From the beginning to the end, he never forgot about Su Qingmo, what was the kite, and what was the original self.

    Rong Shaoyang turned around and saw that she was fixed at the bottom of the imperial list, frowned slightly, and stopped to wait for her.

    Chuyao drove the horse and continued on. Seeing Rong Shaoyang stopped to wait for her, she drove the horse without saying a word.

    In the next few days, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither of them said a word.

    All the way to Tongzhou smoothly.

    This time they took a long detour to avoid the pursuers, Bi Tong took the shortest way in the carriage, and they should have almost reached the Night Cloud Valley.

    Yexia Valley is on the outskirts of Tongzhou, and it takes half a day to travel.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report