Chapter 148 The Little Queen Whose Wife Was Taken Away by the King (15)
With Huo Tingye personally escorting him all the way, the journey back home was naturally smooth.
In fact, Huo Tingye had already sent people to clear the road, and he would never let yesterday's situation happen again.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was also very harmonious.
Mrs. Huo was smiling and having a pleasant conversation with Qingwu and Qingwu's mother.
Mrs. Huo glanced at Qingwu from time to time, her eyes full of admiration: Oh, this little girl is so pretty, the more she looks at her, the more she likes her.
He is well-educated, elegant and graceful in his manners.
She has the noble temperament of a young lady from an aristocratic family, but she is not at all arrogant. Instead, she has a tenacity like the style of a general.
Who can not be fond of such an outstanding girl?
Of course, Qingwu also secretly wanted to leave a good impression on Mrs. Huo.
Mrs. Huo suddenly looked puzzled and asked, "Hey, Xiaowu, why is the sachet you were wearing around your waist gone?"
At this time, Huo Tingye, who was very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared outside the carriage, heard this and his eyes flashed slightly. He seemed to be indifferent, but he quietly pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the conversation inside the car.
Soon, Qing Wu's slightly distressed voice echoed from the carriage: "Alas, perhaps it was too chaotic yesterday and I accidentally lost it."
Madam Ning beside her also sighed appropriately, "It's just a sachet. If it's lost, it's lost. But thinking back to the thrilling situation yesterday, I still feel a little scared."
Then she hurriedly said, "Speaking of which, this time we are really grateful to General Huo and Madam Huo for your timely assistance. Otherwise, we, mother and daughter, would have been in danger."
Hearing this, Mrs. Huo quickly smiled and waved her hands, saying, "You're really making it sound too serious. Actually, after all, this matter is somewhat related to that brat of mine, so I've always been worried that it might cause you to harbor resentment."
However, while everyone was talking, Huo Tingye lowered his drooping eyelashes without changing his expression, and subconsciously hid the sachet on his chest a little deeper.
He selfishly wanted to keep the sachet.
He will be going to war soon, so he has to leave some things behind.
And...throughout the ages, the significance of sachets...
Of course he would keep the Qingwu sachet.
Qingwu also learned some of Huo Tingye's behavioral habits from Mrs. Huo.
For example, every time Huo Tingye led the army back to the capital, in order to avoid the hustle and bustle of the people in the city, he would specifically order the large army to march along the main roads of the city, while he himself would choose to take the sparsely populated paths to return to the mansion.
Mrs. Huo said that Huo Tingye didn't want to trouble the people to celebrate for him. Protecting the people was his responsibility and it was his duty. Moreover...
When walking on the main road, there would be many girls who wanted to throw sachets and handkerchiefs to their heroes, but Huo Tingye declined, so she was always worried about Huo Tingye's marriage.
He is already in his twenties, but there is no sign of him having any contact with women of the same age.
There is never anyone around, and I never go to those unclear places...
Qingwu did not express any opinion on Mrs. Huo's way of praising her son and expressing her loyalty in both open and covert ways. She just smiled slightly and did not comment.
All in all, everyone was very happy on this trip.
After the group returned to the Ning'an Marquis Mansion, Qing Wu had just stepped on the footstool and stepped off the carriage when she heard an extremely loud and surprised shout coming from not far away.
"Awu!"
When Huo Tingye heard this, his face instantly turned cold, and he could barely hide the fierce light in his eyes.
Where did this stupid guy come from? He speaks so loudly. Does he want the whole street to know Awu's name?
Awu......
When such a name comes from another man's mouth, it makes people feel an inexplicable sense of resentment that cannot be dispelled.
Qingwu, upon hearing the sound, also raised her head and looked in the direction of the sound.
Look in the distance, a young man in gorgeous brocade clothes is coming hurriedly.
This young man had a face as gentle as jade, his skin was fair from being well-nourished, and his eyes and eyebrows revealed the youthful vigor and agility that were unique to young people.
At this moment, his face was blooming with a smile as bright as a blooming spring flower, and that smile was filled with joy for Qingwu's safe return.
The young master ran very fast until he came to Qingwu, but he suddenly stopped when he was a few steps away.
Because he was too excited, his chest was still heaving violently.
Only Qingwu's shadow was reflected in his eyes, and he could no longer see anyone else. The young man's most sincere feelings were displayed to everyone without reservation.
Huo Tingye's eyes became darker and darker.
The young master stretched out his hand somewhat embarrassedly, scratched his head foolishly, then grinned and said, "Awu, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
An Huaiyuan looked at Qingwu and was about to get closer——
This action instantly caused several people to react.
First, Rong Jinxiu showed dissatisfaction, her brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes;
Then, almost subconsciously, Mrs. Huo quickly moved to Qing Wu's side and protected her behind her;
Finally, Huo Tingye reached out without hesitation and stopped An Huaiyuan from moving forward.
For a moment, the atmosphere became subtle, and the three people actually reached a rare tacit understanding at this moment.
What kind of thing dares to approach Awu/Xiaowu/Miss?!
However, Qingwu herself didn't seem to care too much about this. After all, the person standing in front of her was her future husband.
So, when she heard An Huaiyuan's call, she walked forward gently.
An Huaiyuan was originally shocked by Huo Tingye's powerful aura that was as cold as winter, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.
But when he saw Qingwu approaching him on her own initiative, he was immediately fascinated and lost his mind, with a look of excitement on his face.
Huo Tingye's expression twisted for a moment.
Qing Wu, who was standing aside, always kept a perfect distance. Her eyes, as clear as water, were now curved into a beautiful crescent moon, which was an extremely moving color.
"Awu, are you okay? I heard that you seemed to have encountered some accident on your way to worship Buddha today. I'm really worried!"
An Huaiyuan asked anxiously while looking left and right, carefully examining Qingwu's body, fearing to miss any possible abnormality.
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