Xiang Zhuyuan nodded, and the two ignored the people who kept emphasizing that they were "being contented and keeping themselves in peace."

Xiang Xinci grabbed Xiang Zhuyuan's arm and jumped up to increase his influence.

Xiang Zhuyuan remained motionless and told Aunt Qin about Xiaoqi’s past years that his other arm was deposed: “Thank you for your hard work at Aunt Qin.”

"Take care of the lady is my duty."

Di Lu came over with a carriage.

Xiang Xinci angrily threw away the big brother's hand.

Xiang Zhuyuan conditionally held her wrist and coaxed her: "You are the most obedient."

Di Lu lowered his head as if he didn't see it, and sorted out the reins in his hand.

Xiang Xinci looked at the elder brother and suddenly felt a little aggrieved. She grabbed the elder brother's finger with both hands, pouted, and was reluctant to leave. She wanted to be at home.

Xiang Zhuyuan patiently coaxed her, like a child who had been stubborn when he was a child, but he was more patient and gentler. His eyes were like water and just wanted to fall into the cup where she had countless little thoughts.

Xiang Xinci was coaxed by a soft voice for a long time before she was satisfied: "Then you have to do what you say."

"Know."

Xiang Xinci arrogantly urged him to do things quickly, but he couldn't stay overnight, so he said goodbye to Xiang Zhuyuan.

Xiang Zhuyuan turned around and said this to Aunt Qin.

Di Lu held Xiang Xinci into the car.

Xiang Xinci's sleeves passed through Di Lu's palm, and Di Lu's fingers suddenly went up to the slightest stage, and the sleeves fell down his fingers in a picturesque way.

Xiang Xinci glanced at him with a finger, then looked away without hesitation.

Dilu also seemed to have nothing happened, so he led the horse.

Xiang Zhuyuan turned around and looked over.

Xiang Xinci looked natural: "I don't want to leave again."

Xiang Zhuyuan was not polite either: "Then you come down."

Xiang Xinci immediately got into the car: "Let's go, otherwise the palace gate will be closed."

Xiang Zhuyuan snorted coldly.

Xiang Xinci had already emerged from the curtains, and her small face was full of poetry and painting.

Xiang Zhuyuan smiled and waved his hand. The fragrance of grape juice in his palm seemed to have not disappeared.

The carriage slowly left.

Butler Zheng waited respectfully and quietly looked at the prince, then lowered his head.

The sunset is filled with orange afterglow, and the heat waves fade away like a tide. There are not many vehicles on the avenue.

Xiang Xinci half-tugged her cheeks, leaning her body obliquely on the pillow, and her sleeves slid down with her movements, and there were still traces that had just been touched.

Xiang Xinci looked at the flower ornaments above, and her eyes darkened as if she was as lazy as she was, revealing her three points of laziness and charm.

Xiang Xinci put his arm on his waist, and his white fingers fell on the pink flower ornaments, like a monster sucking full of essence and blood, with a clear voice: "Let Di Lu come in..."

When Aunt Qin heard this, she glanced at the lady in confusion and asked him to do something. Is there anything wrong? She was moving quite smoothly?

Suddenly, Aunt Qin was shocked, and she said nothing, and she instantly lowered her head.

After a while, Di came up.

Xiang Xinci didn't look at him. Her pink and white dress was spread like flowers on the couch, and the gathered petals fell on the car along the silk-like hem of the clothes - the fallen flowers were colorful, but she steadily suppressed the bright color, leaving only her color.

Di Lu was suddenly nervous, his palms were stained with sweat. He knew that he had few opportunities, and he was also bold and just facing her...

Seeing that he was still moving for a long time, Xiang Xinci opened his eyes slightly without patience, and his pair of eyes with shimmering autumn water were calm and unwavering.

Di Lu was instantly shocked and half knelt beside her, lowered his head slightly, quickly wiped his palms on his side, and stroked her arms... and breathed unscrupulously together.

Di Lu's kiss fell on her shoulder blades that were as beautiful as feathers...

Xiang Xinci's voice was not loud...

Di Lu had no skills at a young age, but had the hottest heart, and his unmodified heart seemed to be about to bring her the passion to sink together.

Not far away, Mingxiluo was sitting at the teahouse on the side of the road, and the afterglow shone down the window, noble and elegant.

Everything kept looking around like outside, and no one came to inform him. Maybe the empress had already returned to the palace. He really didn't expect the master to have such a rebellious thought. No wonder the Shi family refused the marriage without hesitation.

In terms of appearance and personality, Miss Shi's family may be enough, but she will definitely not be able to reach the point where Miss Xiang Qi's "famous for the Holy Capital".

Ming Xiluo tasted tea with leisurely, but she was not in a hurry. She went home and suffered grievances in the palace. She would definitely stay with Master Wu for a while.

"The Empress may not take this path..." He was about to stare at the person who came to report the news, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Sir, it's Miss Seven's carriage!" He had seen it at noon. Although there were no clan emblems and marks, it was nothing wrong.

Mingxiluo had already stood up and went downstairs quickly but without losing his grace.

Wanxiang hurriedly chased after him.

Aunt Qin raised her head and saw Lord Ming not far away. She unconsciously held the handkerchief in her hand, then let it go quietly, approached the car window slightly, and said, "Miss Seven, Lord Ming is in front."

Xiang Xinci's eyes were full of confusion and laziness. Her palms were placed on Dilu's scars but her muscles were strong on her shoulders. The scratches and tooth marks left by the ferocious beast were connected with her fingers...

If you don’t drink, you will be drunk...

I don’t want to care about what night it will be outside.

Aunt Qin lowered his voice and said a few more words. As the carriage moved more and more from the people in front, Aunt Qin immediately shut up and followed the team forward as usual.

Ming Xiluo greeted with courtesy words: "Aunt Qin returns to the palace." His eyes fell on the slowly moving carriage.

Di Lu heard the sound outside and his breathing suddenly beat again, but he hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Aunt Qin's voice was very steady: "Yes, Lord Ming has gone to the yamen." In order not to appear abrupt, she stopped.

The carriage also stopped.

Aunt Qin is not in a hurry. As long as Miss Seven is willing to coax Lord Ming and likes Lord Ming's face, the lady will naturally lift the curtain and greet Lord Ming. Judging from the lady's intention at noon, she naturally likes the man who is square and elegant in front of her, so there is nothing to worry about. The lady will deal with it. She is not in a hurry. All she has to do is to remain calm.

"Miss Seven is safe."

"Okay." Aunt Qin smiled lovingly.
Chapter completed!