famous moon

Chapter 477
Lin Qinghe said: "Zhiyuan, if in the future, we can often come here to see the calm water of this lake under the bright night sky, that would be great. You don't know, at this moment, my heart is as peaceful as the surface of this lake. .”

Here, she has a feeling of indifference to the world, even if she just sits side by side with Huang Zhiyuan like this, she is satisfied.

Huang Zhiyuan smiled, stretched out his hand to gently hug her waist, sniffed her hair with the tip of his nose, and said, "He'er, with you by my side, no matter where we are, I am always happy." and satisfied."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Lin Qinghe's lips.

The next day.

The third prince and the eighth prince carried the gifts given to them by the emperor, and went back in a mighty way. Although Huang Qingyu was unwilling in every way, but in the end, it was better to die than to live. She cried and cried, and agreed.

Because of Huang Qingyu's marriage, Lin Qingmeng pardoned her.

Last night, Lin Zhenyun kept negotiating with the emperor. Although Lin Qingmeng was not a good pawn, he did not want her to marry Feng Chao and die. Lin Zhenyun didn't have many pawns, so if he could keep one, he would keep one.

After Lin Qingmeng found out, it was as if she had walked through the gate of hell and came back. However, she and the third wife still didn't think that Lin Qinghe called her into the palace to be a spare tire, and was always ready to sacrifice her.

After the third prince and the others left, Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan led the team towards the disaster area in the south.

The scenery along the way is infinite.

Although the carriage they rode was not particularly luxurious, it was also very comfortable.

The food had already been delivered in advance, and this time they went into battle lightly, with only a few hundred imperial guards escorting them.

The time sitting in the carriage was lonely and boring, but because Huang Zhiyuan was by her side, Lin Qinghe felt much better.

She took out a deck of cards from her pocket and said, "Let's play horseshoes."

"Horse crane?"

"Well, I specially researched it."

The two of them played the horse crane in the carriage and had a great time. The loser would have his nose scratched by the winner.

Lin Qinghe always wins and Huang Zhiyuan always loses, so Huang Zhiyuan's nose is shaved red.

Huang Zhiyuan is very smart, he can learn it as soon as he learns it, and gradually, he can win a little bit.

Going to the south is very dangerous, Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan knew in their hearts, not to mention the disaster area, even on the way, they will encounter many dangers.

At sunset, Lin Qinghe's nose was red after she had been on a horse crane for a whole day. At this moment, she was lying on the window of the carriage, looking outside.

The dusk is heavy, the crows are bursting, and the sky is full of sunset.

Lin Qinghe said, "Are you tired after driving the carriage all day?"

"Not tired, this little pain is really nothing to me."

Huang Zhiyuan didn't know when, he also lay down behind her, and said with a smile, Lin Qinghe could almost feel his body temperature.

The coachman was not Chang He, but another middle-aged man, and his carriage driving skills seemed to be better than Chang He's.

Lin Qinghe said: "How long is the road station?"

"It's still early, we need to climb over a mountain ahead."

"Will there be bandits?"

When Lin Qinghe heard the mountain, he thought of bandits. Huang Zhiyuan was obviously amused by her words. He smiled and said, "Where are there so many bandits? Don't worry too much."

"I don't think I'm worrying unnecessarily. In your dynasty, there are bandits other than bandits. It's almost a dilapidated hill, and there are a group of bandits hiding inside."

Huang Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, there are so many bandits in this bright world?"

Lin Qinghe smiled disdainfully, and said, "I hope I'm worrying too much, just don't touch it."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard someone shouting in front: "There are assassins!"

Huang Zhiyuan couldn't help wiping off his sweat, and said, "There are no bandits, but there are assassins."

(End of this chapter)