Chapter 40 The Return of Yizhou (this is an update)

Feering Xiao Yuanqi's sharing, Shen Sirong's lips couldn't help but be a little red. When Xiao Yuanqi turned his face, he saw Shen Simong leaning against his chest in a rare fragile state, and his strong waist did not win. His heart moved. Xiao Yuanqi lowered his head and picked up the shiny fullness.

"Your Majesty..."

The kiss was interrupted by the internal prison, and Xiao Yuanqi's anger disappeared when he saw Shen Sirong's shy appearance, which added a little more pleasure.

"What's the matter?"

The internal supervisor knew that he had ruined the master's good deeds and did not dare to look directly: "Duke Wang asked the slaves to tell the emperor that the team had been cleaned up and could leave tomorrow morning."

"Hmm. Is your body really standable? The last sentence was asked to Shen Sirong.

Shen Sirong nodded. In order to prove her words, she moved away from Xiao Yuanqi's arms and opened the satin embroidery for a circle. Shen Sirong's feet are still weak, but he has recovered well. It's not a big deal if the road is not too bumpy.

Xiao Yuanqi held her firmly in his arms and prevented her from moving again. He suddenly thought of something and ordered Shen Sirong to go back to pack up his things quickly, and ordered the team to set off in two teams. At that time, he and Shen Sirong took action first, and the rest of the people would set out again tomorrow morning to meet in front of the gate of Yizhou.

Shen Sirong, who was confused, ordered Han Mei and others to go into the house to clean up the soft, and then left Yiranju with Xiao Yuanqi in an antique carriage.

The outside of this carriage looks very ordinary, and there is indeed a hole in it. When the mattress was laid, the seats were much wider than ordinary carriages, and the case was even more ingenious. The case is very short, flat and long, standing above the mattress and can be carried outside the carriage door as a ladder at any time.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Shen Sirong was helped by Xiao Yuanqi to lie down, with a fresh wood fragrance on the tip of his nose. This carriage must be newly built.

Xiao Yuanqi smiled faintly and said, and his expression was very comfortable.

"Where is that going?" Shen Sirong finally asked his doubts. Who would have thought that Xiao Yuanqi still did not answer? He closed his eyes and half lay down with his elbow supporting the mattress. Shen Sirong looked sideways, and there seemed to be tenderness in his eyes. Under this tenderness, Xiao Yuanqi unconsciously smiled, which made Shen Sirong's eyes rise.

Without saying much, Shen Sirong closed his eyes and fell asleep in the shaking. It was not until it was dark and the night was approaching that the carriage stopped.

When Shen Sirong woke up, she was lying in Xiao Yuanqi's arms, looking straight at her with a pair of black eyes. When she woke up, she smiled and said, "You finally woke up."

Shen Sirong was a little shy about this joke. After sitting up and sorting out the scattered bun, she used some snacks before getting out of the carriage with Xiao Yuanqi.

When he got out of the car, Shen Sirong knew Xiao Yuanqi's thoughts. This is the dense forest they stayed in that night when they returned from other counties. Thinking of this dense forest, Shen Sirong couldn't help blushing and moving like a deer.

The bodyguard stayed in place to set up the tent, and Xiao Yuanqi pulled Shen Sirong to the dense forest.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a few people with you, just in case. Besides, the noble concubine needs to be taken care of when she is injured. Wang Guangrong bowed and ran to Xiao Yuanqi and said.

He is really worried about the safety of the emperor. Although the emperor is strong in martial arts, he can't keep everything.

Xiao Yuanqi waved his hand to indicate that he had made up his mind.

This time, he walked slower than when he came last time, partly because he estimated Shen Sirong's body, and secondly because he wanted to take a good look at this world.

Shen Sirong's eyes did not want to miss every leaf here, and the temperature from her body passed to her arm, and an electric shivered across every inch of skin, which was covered by this strangeness from head to toe.

"Do you see that stone?" Xiao Yuanqi looked at the sparkling lake and his heart relaxed. He stretched out his hand and asked gently on the tip of Shen Sirong's nose.

Naturally, Shen Sirong would not reply. Seeing the stone, her blood accelerated, and the moonlight was still bright over there. The hazy white light enveloped the lake and stained the stone with a little mist.

Xiao Yuanqi saw Shen Sirong's shame, and his pretended indifference was really inconsistent with her blood-red earlobe, which made Xiao Yuanqi's laughter suddenly rise, and he gently twisted it under Shen Sirong's ear with his fingers. Shen Sirong retreated in a panic, afraid that Xiao Yuanqi would also plan to review the "relation under the moon".

"I didn't know until now that my noble concubine was still so shy?" Xiao Yuanqi said and laughed, and his cheeks sank into a shallow nest because of a smile.

Two hugging figures walked to the stone. Xiao Yuanqi slightly loosened Shen Sirong's hand and picked up a branch from the stone.

"The emperor is also childlike." Seeing Xiao Yuanqi scratching gently in the water with branches, Shen Sirong picked up his eyes and said, with a little clear and proud eyes.

Xiao Yuanqi looked at Shen Sirong, who had spirituality and true temperament, and felt that his limbs were warm. He pulled Shen Sirong closer, and both of them were silent.

For a long time, Xiao Yuanqi stroked the square stone surface with his hand, as if he still had the temperature of the night. He pointed to the smooth stone and poured out soothingly.

"What's the name of this lake?" Shen Sirong raised his eyes in surprise and was clear about Xiao Yuanqi's thoughts. After thinking deeply, she slowly spit out a word: "Drunken."

"What does the emperor think of the word 'drunk'?"

Shen Sirong hesitated again and again and said the word he was thinking.

"Drunken breeze is the most touching. Drunkenness is the sun and the moon, but I hope your heart is like mine.

That night, what was intoxicating was the moonlight, what was intoxicating was the waves of the stars on the lake, and what was intoxicating was the warm spring.

Shen Sirong whispered that he was drunk, as if he had drunk a hundred years of mellow wine, with fragrance between his teeth and rippled in his heart.

Without clapping his hands, Xiao Yuanqi just restrained his laziness and wrote the word "Drunken Lake" on the stone with the branch.

In the lower right corner, Xiao Yuanqi paused for a moment when he left his name. Shen Sirong knew that it was inconvenient for him to leave his name and suggested, "It's better to be named 'Ruswords'."

"What's the rumor?" Xiao Yuanqi asked why.

Shen Sirong took the branch from Xiao Yuanqi's hand and wrote on the ground: "Wind, Phoenix Yu Feiye. The person who speaks, calls, and sings.

"Feng Ming?" Xiao Yuanqi chewed the word Fengming in his mouth, and his wrist had already turned over and put a few words deep on the stone.

Shen Sirong talked about Fengming, not to poke the soft part of Xiao Yuanqi's heart, but in her heart, Fengming Palace is where she fell from her heart.

The sharp and unrestrained handwriting falling from the stone fell on Shen Sirong's eyes and heart.

They stood by the lake, meditating a night of romance with the moonlight.