The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

The dinner was sumptuous.

The table is filled with a dazzling array of freshly cooked delicacies, which are all delicious and delicious. Just looking at them will make you want to eat.

Rong Yu sat next to her and served her a bowl of rich abalone soup.

Nan Xi is only responsible for eating, eating calmly and elegantly.

"Don't patronize me, you should eat more." Nan Xi picked up some dishes for Rong Yu, "I think it's better to make your own meals. It tastes like home. There are so many people around, so I can't even eat. comfortable."

He looked at Rong Yu and said, "After we get married, can we just have dinner just the two of us?"

Rong Yu's eyebrows softened: "Okay."

Nan Xi smiled slightly, enjoying the dinner quietly and harmoniously.

After the meal, the two of them walked hand in hand through the mountains, slowly heading towards the top of the mountain.

Qingyang and Yinyue followed from a distance, looking at the tenderness of their prince, and sighed faintly: "The prince who is immersed in the gentle land, will he--"

"Could it be something?" Yinyue frowned, "Are you itchy again? Do you really want to be thrown off the cliff?"

Qingyang was speechless for a while: "I just said casually, why are you anxious?"

"It's not okay to say it casually." Yinyue snorted coldly, "I just like to see the prince doting on the girl."

Qingyang had a strange expression: "I'm not doting on you, what do you like?"

Yinyue sneered: "You know nothing."

"How rude."

Yin Yue ignored him and turned to look at Yin Shuang, who still had no sense of presence: "Shuang'er, have you ever imagined that you can meet a good husband in the future?"

Hearing this, Yinshuang looked at her expressionlessly, with a luster in her eyes that looked like she was looking at an idiot.

"This is such a stupid question." Qingyang complained mercilessly, "Yin Shuang doesn't even bother to talk to you."

Yinyue clenched her fists.

If the prince and the girl hadn't been there, she would have given this bastard a lesson.

She was just saying it casually. Who in their status would fantasize unrealistically about a wishful husband? Do you understand small talk?

Forget it, talking to this bastard Qingyang will make him angry to death sooner or later.

The moonlight is bright in the mountains, and mist covers the majestic and steep valleys.

Rong Yu and Nan Xi arrived at the highest mountain on the top of Jiuxiao Pavilion. The mountain breeze was slightly cool at night. Rong Yu, dressed in snow-white, stood in the wind, with fluttering clothes, looking more and more like a banished immortal who had descended from the mortal world.

Nan Xi took a step back and looked at him with full eyes: "Your Majesty really looks like——"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the banished immortal master calmly lifting his clothes and sitting on the ground. His snow-white clothes were completely unworried about being stained by dust.

Nan Xi's voice paused, and the unfinished words were stuck in her throat.

"What does it look like?" Rong Yu patted the flat boulder beside him and asked softly.

Nan Xi shook her head and sat down next to him: "It's nothing."

Gazing at the mountains in the distance, Nan Xi slowly lay down on Rong Yu's lap, looking up at the starry sky: "The night is so beautiful tonight."

The moonlight was bright and the mountain breeze was blowing on my face.

The couple of gods and gods are far away from the mortal world and immersed in the fairyland shrouded in clouds and mist. It is so beautiful that it makes people feel like they are in a fantasyland.

Rong Yu hummed and agreed with her words.

Wherever she is, the night becomes beautiful.

Nan Xi sighed softly: "I wonder where my mother is."

"We have left the Dazhou border." Rong Yu gently brushed her hair, "Someone will come to pick her up in Dongling, you don't have to worry."

"General Ling will send my mother to Dongling?"

Rong Yu nodded: "I also arranged some secret guards on the way, and there are also many experts around your mother who can deal with those who are following you."

Nan Xi felt relieved because her mother had left Dazhou in a big battle and the team was too conspicuous. The people sent by the emperor or the prime minister could easily be tracked and could not be easily shaken off.

Unless all the people who are following you secretly are silenced.

But she really doesn't need to worry about this. How can she, a weak woman with no strength, compare to Rong Yu and her mother's thoughtfulness?

Rong Yu should have made arrangements for these concerns long before she raised them.

"How come I am so lucky to have a strong husband and a powerful mother?" Nan Xi looked at Rong Yu's noble face and couldn't help but sigh, "I don't have to do anything in this life, as long as I am loved by you Just pamper her."

Rong Yu looked down at her.

Nan Xi was wearing a long red gauze dress tonight, which was already stunning. Now under the cover of night, the girl smiled at him with crooked eyebrows. Her stunning beauty was so captivating that it was as if the golden beauties of the golden age were before her eyes. Blooming, Rong Yu was almost stunned when she saw it.

Be pampered by them?

Rong Yu thought to himself that being able to pamper her in this life was the greatest happiness for him.

"I heard that some experts who are proficient in astrology and divination can predict the fate of the imperial star and the country through the changes in the stars in the sky." Nan Xi said in a soft voice, "Rong Yu, do you believe this?"

Rong Yu is a powerful general, a strategizing regent, a powerful official with a heart as deep as the sea, and an arrogant and noble strong man. He should not believe in such things as fate.

However, Rong Yu whispered one word: "Trust."

letter?

Nan Xi was slightly surprised, "Do you also believe in fate?"

"Is it weird?" Rong Yu could not help but caress her delicate cheek with his fingers, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, "I am also a human being, don't treat me like a myth."

Nan Xi blinked: "Does the prince believe there are gods in the sky?"

Rong Yu said: "I've never seen it before."

Nan Xi was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud: "The prince said this in a serious manner at this time. He is completely different from his usual indifferent and taciturn appearance."

Belief is belief, disbelief is disbelief.

Never seen it?

What is this statement?

Who in this world has truly seen an immortal?

Nan Xi closed her eyes slightly, "Am I going to stay here for the time being?"

"Yes." Rong Yu nodded with a gentle tone, "Yinyue and Yinshuang will also stay behind. If you have any questions, you can ask Yunting."

Nan Xi asked: "Is the man in white clothes in the morning Yunting?"

"Um."

"He seems to be easier to get along with." Nan Xi said, "A gentle and handsome young man."

Rong Yu was silent, his eyes dim.

"But I'm still not as good-looking as you." Nan Xi opened her eyes and looked at Rong Yu with a smile, "My prince is the prettiest."

My prince.

Rong Yu lowered his head and looked at the girl lying on his lap. Her eyebrows were bright and moving, her pupils were shining, and her whole body exuded a vitality like bright sunshine.

"Cangyun Mountain is far away from the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so the ceremonial guard leaving the pavilion needs to leave two days in advance." Rong Yu said, "Yinyue and Yinshuang will take care of you on the way, and Yunting will also arrange your daily life, so you can get married with peace of mind. That’s it.”

After speaking, he lowered his head and his voice became softer: "The wedding team from the Prince Regent's Palace will also leave earlier and meet halfway to welcome my bride."

The last few words swirled on the tip of the tongue, with a hint of sweetness that penetrated into the bones.

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The author has something to say:

I read the comments of the babies today and it’s a bit of a spoiler. This article is an ancient proverb about rebirth and will not be written as a myth. I think rebirth should not be considered fantasy. As for past and present lives, I don’t think it is fantasy either. I always thought that fantasy was the kind of cultivation and upgrading.