Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 247
In the early morning of the next day, the army had assembled in the suburbs of Beijing. After Fu Mingjue bid farewell to the emperor in Fengtian Hall, he brought Xuan Yuwei to join the army outside the city.

In early spring, the chill invaded, and the sky was piled up with ink clouds, not a ray of sunlight could be seen.

Ling Youyao stood in the gazebo, looking at the dark army in the distance, trying to find the figure she was thinking about.

In fact, Fu Mingjue had already said a lot to her about the farewell last night, but since he understood his intentions, he became more attached to him and always felt reluctant to part with him.Even though they knew that the army was about to leave and the two could not see each other, they still wanted to take another look at him.

Go to southern Xinjiang, at least three months.Three months is not long or short.It's just that she has to guard the peach blossom tree from blooming to withering alone, and the days are somewhat difficult.

Yinzhu closed the cloak for her, and said: "My lord should have already left the city at this time, and I think he will be here in a while."

"Yeah, it should be here." Green Treasure stood on her feet and looked into the distance. Halfway through her words, she suddenly cried out in surprise, "Wangfei, look, the prince is here!"

Ling Youyao looked in the direction of her finger, and she saw a group of people coming here on the broad official road, and she saw Fu Mingjue in the crowd at a glance.He was dressed in black armor and had a heroic posture, standing like a strong pine between the sky and the earth, with a trace of murderous aura in his brows, and he did not see the nobility and coldness of the past.

Fu Mingjue saw Ling Youyao from a distance, but he didn't come over. After chatting with Ji Youhuai who was traveling this time, he rode towards her.

The [-] troops behind him and the people who came to see him off just watched Fu Mingjue walk towards Ling Youyao, and all the boudoir girls who were watching clenched their handkerchiefs, not knowing who to envy for a moment.

Ling Youyao originally just wanted to take another look at Fu Mingjue, who would have thought that he would walk towards her in public?

Fu Mingjue was riding on a tall horse, with a little smile in his black eyes, he waved to her: "Come here."

Falling into his gentle and smiling eyes, Ling Youyao's cheeks were a little hot, and she hated herself for being attracted by his skin, she prodded and cursed a few words before slowly walking in front of him.

"My lord, wouldn't it be good for you to come here like this?" With so many people watching, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Fu Mingjue asked back with a smile, then got off his horse, "I finished my farewell last night, so you came here today just to see this king more?"

After being exposed, Ling Youyao confessed her intentions frankly: "I will go away for several months, I am afraid that during the time you are not in the capital, I will forget your appearance, so I want to see you more. "

"Then take a closer look." He held her hand and put it to his lips, his dark eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

Ling Youyao stared at his delicate eyebrows, cold fingertips across his thick black eyebrows, high nose, and finally landed on the thin lips with light pink, unable to move away for a long time, as if to change his appearance Firmly engraved in the bottom of my heart.

She never imagined that one day she would be so reluctant to leave Fu Mingjue, but the world's affairs come first, even if it is difficult to let go, she will always be separated.

Fu Mingjue held her hand, and said in a deep voice: "It will take about half a month from the capital to the southern border. After arriving in the southern border, the king will write to you. You don't have to worry about the queen, Xie Yuanting's injury is over. It's getting better, but Miss Huang doesn't know his identity yet, you just pay attention to her."

"The king is not in the capital, if anything happens, I will go to your elder brother."

"Jiang Liu will stay in the capital this time. If you have anything to do, just tell him to do it, even if it's murder and arson."

Ling Youyao's last words washed away the sadness that had finally arisen in Ling Youyao's heart, she curled her lips and said, "It's not that exaggerated, I'm not you."

Fu Mingjue smiled: "Of course I don't want you to go that far, I just want to tell you that if someone bullies you, you can bully you back without any worries."

"I see." The fluttering heart in his chest suddenly settled down, as if as long as he was there, everything could be relied on.

Fu Mingjue glanced at the silently waiting army behind him, and said, "The time has come, the king should go."

"En." Ling Youyao nodded, but she didn't let go of his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Fu Mingjue's eyes moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and said next to her ear, "Didn't you say that this king has never clarified the rumors about Qingwei and Qingwei to everyone?"

Ling Youyao was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what he meant by this sentence.

I just heard him say: "But, I never need to prove that I like you."

The next moment, warm lips fell on her lips, soft and lingering, like holding a hard-won treasure, extremely gentle, and the tired affection at the end of her eyes made one unable to help but fall into it.

The whole world fell silent in an instant, only the breeze carried the leaves down, making a rustling sound.

With all the troops in front, they hugged and kissed each other, it had nothing to do with romance, but only for sincerity.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. No one thought that King Jing would kiss Ling Youyao in public. Didn't it mean that King Jing married Ling Youyao because of Ling Qingwei?But right now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

The boudoir ladies who were originally here to see Fu Mingjue off saw this scene, and their hearts were instantly broken.Even the serious and upright soldiers widened their eyes at this moment, and some were so shocked that they almost dropped their knives on the ground.

Ji Youhuai, who was the leader, also blushed when he saw the two hugging and kissing each other, and said embarrassingly, "Young people nowadays are really daring."

When Jiang Zhou next to him heard this, he silently looked away, but his ears turned red unnaturally.

Ling Youyao felt the hot gaze from all around her, her little face was blushing, and she wanted to push Fu Mingjue away in a panic, but he grabbed his hand, raised her head and bumped into his deep eyes like ink. .

He chuckled lightly and said, "What are you afraid of? You are the wife that Wang Mingmei is marrying, so you are afraid of being laughed at?"

That's what I said, but... anyway, Ling Youyao gently pushed him away, and shyly said: "You, you'd better leave early, don't waste the time."

Fu Mingjue stopped teasing her: "It's time to go, wait for this king to come back."

After that, he jumped on the horse, and the black cloak drew a perfect arc in the air. He took a deep look at Ling Youyao, no longer nostalgic, and rode away.

The army finally set off, heading south all the way.

The ink clouds accumulated in the sky also dispersed at this time, and the warm sunlight passed through the thick clouds and fell on the black armor, reflecting bursts of dazzling light.

Ling Youyao stood where she was, watching Fu Mingjue leave, until she could no longer see his figure, she reluctantly looked away.

Yin Zhu stepped forward and said, "Princess, shall we go back?"

"Okay." Ling Youyao nodded, turned around and got into the carriage.

The people who came to see him off also gradually dispersed, and the girls who had been heartbroken also left sadly with the help of the maids, only the slender figure above the tower was reluctant to leave.

(End of this chapter)