Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 210
It is said that if you never forget, there will be echoes. The young lady has been thinking about it for so long, and finally it was not in vain.

It turned out that the young master was not lying, he was really from the capital.

Shuang'er supported Wang Qingwan's hand, seeing that the person had gone far away, she felt a little anxious, "Miss, don't we go?"

The huge capital city, I will miss it this time, and I don’t know when I will encounter it next time.

Wang Qingwan finally regained consciousness at this moment, clenched Shuang'er's hand, gritted her teeth, "Go!"

She has been looking for it for so long, since she met her, how can she be willing if she doesn't try hard once?

If she doesn't catch up, she will regret it to death when she returns.

After all, he carried the hem of his skirt and ran out in big strides. He didn't even have time to apologize to the guests who ran into the door. Finally, after running out of Jinyufang, he saw the carriage parked across the street.

Yang Chu stood under the carriage and handed over the blood jade he had just retrieved to the person inside the carriage.

The dark black car curtain blocked the faces of the people in the carriage, and the distance was too far, so they couldn't hear the people inside clearly, but Wang Qingwan could recognize the bony hand.

That's right, it's him.

At that time, when the two were drinking tea face to face, she once secretly sighed in her heart that such a pair of slender and callused hands holding the teacup was really pleasing to the eye.

Yang Chu noticed the movement at the entrance of Jinyufang, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Miss Wang is here."

"Oh?"

Xiao Yiheng was a little surprised, resting his fingertips on the jade, he didn't speak for a while.

I didn't expect her to be so persistent.

Yang Chu looked at the two people who were slowly approaching, and asked, "Your Highness, are you...?"

"not see."

Concise and concise.

It was an accident to meet Wang Qingwan in Pengcheng. Regarding the Wang family, he hadn't figured out what attitude to use and how much it would be worth using.

Therefore, the attitude towards Wang Qingwan is also maintained at a level of neither good nor bad.

And wait for him to think clearly before proceeding to the next step.

During the conversation, the two had come to the front.

Wang Qingwan's hands were hanging by her sides, she unconsciously grabbed her cuffs, her eyes flickered, "Guard Yang?"

Just now when the shopkeeper yelled, she followed suit.

"Miss Wang."

Yang Chu didn't deliberately pretend not to know her at the moment, but he wasn't very friendly either. He just nodded slightly as a salute, and treated her no differently from others.

Wang Qingwan looked around him, landed on the carriage behind him, and said hesitantly, "Your son..."

"Your Highness is tired today, and I don't see any outsiders."

Yang Chu didn't say much. After finishing speaking, he got into the carriage and raised his whip.

It seemed to be deliberately waiting for her to come over, but they didn't meet each other.

Subconsciously, Wang Qingwan took two steps back and watched the carriage leave slowly.

The word "His Royal Highness" just heard echoed in his ears.

In Dazhou, there is only one person who can be called His Highness.

Even though Wang Fuzhen had reminded her a long time ago that the other party's identity should be unusual, she never dared to think that the person she met on the street at random was actually the noble Chen Wang.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that even though she was facing the direction the carriage was leaving, she didn't notice that the car curtain opened a crack and closed again quickly.

"Miss……"

Shuang'er was a little worried, but didn't know what to say, so she could only stand silently by the side to accompany her.

How did a good noble son become His Royal Highness Chen Wang?
If the identities were more ordinary, the young lady and he might not be able to get together, but the other party's identities were not something the Wang family could touch or dare to touch.

I'm afraid that Miss's lovesickness will be wasted.

Wang Qingwan held her hand, and it took a long time to find her voice, "It's okay."

(End of this chapter)