After receiving the order, Qinglin turned his horse and went to the front to inform others.

In the carriage, Nangong Yu looked at Xi Yan and said with a hint of admiration: "Yan Yan is so amazing, she actually knows where she is after just one look at the scenery outside..."

Xiyan blushed and said, "Are you making fun of me, Your Majesty? I was just counting the hours. It's time to arrive at the foot of Jiming Mountain." After saying that, she stood up and seemed to be about to get off the carriage.

Nangong Yu asked doubtfully: "Where is Yan Yan going?"

Xiyan turned her head and said with a slight smile: "I know there is a lake here, and the water is clear. There is less water for washing in the past, and I always feel that something is not washed properly. Does the emperor want to go with us?"

Before Nangong Yu could answer, he continued, "Your Majesty, it's better not to go. Well... let's mess up our hair a little bit. This will make it appear that His Majesty cares about the victims and is on his way in a hurry."

As she spoke, she reached out to smooth his hair. Nangong Yu grabbed her wrist, and both of them were stunned for a moment. Feeling the coldness of the little hands in her hands, at this moment, he just wanted to put his hands in his palms to warm them.

Frightened by the thoughts in her mind, Nangong Yu came back to her senses, looked at Xi Yan's stunned look, and finally let go of her wrist, walked out of the carriage first, and said lightly: "As a king, you have to pay attention to your image.

, lead the way, I will go with you."

Xi Yan curled her lips, got off the carriage, and walked towards the lake she discovered last time when she passed Jiming Mountain.

The moment he grabbed his wrist, he felt that the burning warmth of his palm still seemed to remain on his arm.

When she came to the lake, Xiyan washed her face with water, then lifted up her sleeves and washed her arms. She didn't take a bath last night, and the slight mysophobia developed from good habits in the past ten years made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Nangong Yu on the side also washed her face, and then fixed her hair facing the reflection in the water. When she felt it was appropriate, she looked at Xi Yan and saw her vigorously rubbing the wrist she had just held.

Xiyan didn't know what she was thinking. She always felt that the temperature was still there. It seemed that rubbing hard could reduce the temperature and wash away the feeling... so she didn't notice Nangong Yu's dangerous expression on the side.

She may have noticed it, but she ignored it and just kept scrubbing her wrists, even though they were already red marks!

When Nangong Yu saw her increasingly red wrist, her anger dissipated somewhat, and then a trace of heartache overtook her... He walked over, held her arm through her clothes, and put her hand into the lake, where the lake water covered her wrist.

Xi Yan did not move, letting her hands soak in the pool water. After a while, it could be seen that the red marks on her hands had dissipated a little under the clear lake water... Xi Yan struggled slightly, and Nangong Yu let go of her hand.

The sleeves were folded to the crooks of her arms, and Xi Yan walked back slowly behind Nangong Yu. When they reached the resting place of the team, the water drops on her hands were almost dry, so she put down her sleeves.

After enough rest, the emperor and the queen also came back. Qinglin asked Nangong Yu for instructions, and then ordered the guards to prepare for departure.

This time on the road, Nangong Yu did not sit in the carriage, but rode a leaf-colored horse.

Nangong Yu said to Ye Se, who was about to ride with Qianxun, "Go to the carriage and talk to Xi'er. Don't be bored with her."

Ye Se was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!