After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 952

Just at this time, a familiar voice came to his eardrums, "I have seen the monarch."

"Miss Bai doesn't need to be too polite."

Yin Jiuqing blinked, it was Su Chenyang and the fake Bai Xixi.

"It's cold outside, the monarch should go back earlier."

"Hehe." He chuckled, and his voice was as charming as ever, "I had met your father a few times before, and later I heard that he had liaised with the enemy and implicated the whole family. It was a pity for a while, but seeing Miss Bai is still alive today. , and feel gratified for the general."

"Let the monarch bother."

Yin Jiuqing supported her chin with one hand, listening lazily to their greetings.

At this moment, a servant girl came and said, "Miss Bai, it's cold outside, Your Highness asked this servant to take you back."

Yin Jiuqing frowned slightly, and stood up from the stone, "When will Su Chenyang leave?"

Shan Shan glanced at her silently, "My lord, what do you want to do?"

"Send him off." Yun Danfeng said three words lightly, and she lifted her feet and walked towards the outside of the palace.

Chongyang snorted inaudibly, "What else is there to give, why don't we go back together."

Yin Jiuqing didn't seem to hear what he said, and strode out of the palace. The cold wind blew past, blowing her black hair flying, covering her expression at the moment.

……

The next day.

It was still dark, so Su Chenyang took the guards on the way back to the Southwest Dynasty.

He thought, Yin Jiuqing must not be in the Qingbei Dynasty, otherwise, how could he never show up.

However, Gu Qingyu took Bai Xixi by his side as it should be, with the utmost honor and favor.

But because of this, he let out a sigh of relief.

In this way, no one is coveting his concubine.

Because this trip was a secret operation, he only brought a very small number of guards, and he traveled fast, but it was fast.

The cold wind has been blowing for a long time, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and the sky is also covered with pure white snow, which is getting bigger and bigger.

A group of people marched against the wind and snow, and Ling Yue said with interest: "Master, the snowy sky in the Qingbei Dynasty is a rare beauty, why don't you go after seeing it?"

"If you like it, you can just stay and watch it yourself."

The corners of Ling Yue's mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't speak any more. The master had already left, so why should he stay as a guard.

"Shut up!"

Su Chenyang suddenly reined in the reins, looking at the person standing in front, his eyes like a fox with nine lives twitched slightly.

The whole world is filled with flying snowflakes, which have covered the trees, houses and the earth with a layer of white cotton clothes. Looking around, there is a vast expanse of whiteness.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky, like feathers and jade chips, are lightly sprinkled, dancing in the sky, as light as smoke, as soft as catkins.

Light and silent, each snowflake is like a melodious and fresh piano sound, like a brisk and harmonious poem.

On the road ahead, a maroon-red steed stood there majestically, letting the snowflakes fall on it.

The man on horseback, dressed in white and wearing a face scarf, seemed to be integrated with the snow.

After a short distance, her cold eyes fell on him through the flying snowflakes.

"Your Majesty, come to learn the monarch's swordsmanship." Her voice drifted through the cold wind, and there was a faint loneliness in it, the desolation of things changing and people changing.

Su Chenyang looked at her, and in the depths of his pupils, which were as dark as night, a strange light suddenly appeared, "Why are you so polite?"

(End of this chapter)