Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 36
Suzaku Avenue.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, which is very lively.

The stream of horses and chariots, and the steady flow of pedestrians.

All the peaceful and comfortable smiling faces reflect the contentment of Xiliang people in the prosperous and prosperous age.

Wangjianglou, a well-known restaurant in Ying'an, is usually full of customers.

Fu Ling sat bored in a private room on the second floor, leaning on the railing, watching the pedestrians coming and going.

Weird.

How long has it been? It should be about time.

Why didn't Shangqiying pass through Zhuque Street? Where did Lige go?
Time passed slowly, and Mu Fuling, who had been living for years, almost fell asleep, waiting for the prey to appear with blurred vision.

A clear and sharp sound suddenly sounded, and the white horse raised its snow-white hooves, and stepped on the bustling Suzaku Avenue, with clanging hooves, leaving more than a dozen attendants far behind.

The leader is Captain Shangqi, Jiang Shi Lige.

The eldest son of Rong Guohou's mansion is notoriously rebellious, arrogant and unruly, just like a black-clothed kid who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth.

A member of the royal family, with high martial arts skills, Li Ge, who is riding a white horse, seems to have a strong blood color, exuding a sense of unruly and publicity.

A bright red brocade robe swayed wantonly in the wind, her face was like a jade crown, her lips were like crimson, and three thousand blue hairs fluttered behind her shoulders in the wind.

On his sculpted face, every stroke and every stroke is just perfect, a man who is more alluring than a woman.

The sound of horseshoes was like approaching drumbeats, and the momentum was like a rainbow. There was an uproar on both sides of the street, and many young women watched them fly by blushing.

During this battle, Fuling gasped and sighed.

It seems that we have to go down to find out their news.

In this city of Ying'an, as long as you find a place with many people, you will be well-informed with news, big and small.

Thinking that she had nothing to do with martial arts, Fu Ling looked at an empty space downstairs, slapped the railing and jumped down.

The waiter in the back was holding the plate in surprise, and froze on the spot dumbfounded, and said falteringly: "You, your sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

Poria cocos jumped down from the air like a white butterfly.

Everyone was shocked.

She successfully jumped off the side, and fell down on a small stall on Zhuque Street with a bang.

With the sound of things smashing to the ground, the peddler's shed also collapsed.

Fu Ling got up from the pile of silks and satins in embarrassment, stood up regardless of the back pain, and kept clasping her fists to make amends.

The onlookers covered their mouths in surprise.

Looking at the girl who fell from the upstairs and kept turning in circles, I thought I fell stupid.

"Are you okay, miss."

"Yeah, where did you fall?"

Many kind-hearted people around came forward to check the situation.

Fu Ling had no choice but to rub her neck and smiled awkwardly, immediately took out a silver ingot and handed it to the stall owner, grabbed the bamboo hat tightly, and fled in a hurry.

so embarrassing...

After running far away, Fu Ling slowly stopped and sat in a corner to check her injuries.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t be able to do it. I don’t know how many catties I have. I don’t know what I thought at the time when there are stairs to walk.

Lifting the wide sleeves, Fu Ling regretfully looked at the bruises one after another, and there were so many scars on her fair arms.

"Hey, have you heard that Captain Jiang went to the Prince's Mansion this time to find a painting," a group of people in the distance discussed, "I don't know exactly what painting it is."

"Really, what kind of painting is that? It seems that our Highness still has a hobby of collecting famous paintings, which is really good."

Fu Ling immediately stood up, ran into the crowd regardless of her injuries, looked at the talking commoner and asked, "You mean, Jiang Lige went to the Prince's Mansion?"

The commoner boy looked at her in surprise, nodded in confusion, and replied: "Yes, I listened to my cousin and the others—"

Fuling thanked her and left before finishing her sentence.

Leaving a group of people staring blankly at her back, this person is so strange.

Poria ran as fast as possible.

Isn't the Prince's Mansion her home? Is there anyone who knows the way there better than her?
It's just that I don't know if I will be able to reach Lige ahead of Lige if I take the nearest path.

As long as he got that painting, wouldn't his purpose of coming to Beijing be clear? Wouldn't it be easy to keep him?
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(End of this chapter)