Qian Yeming quickly left the palace.
After leaving the palace, Qian Yeming changed his clothes in the carriage at the Crown Prince's residence. Then, he quietly left the carriage on a deserted path and galloped towards the outskirts of the Imperial City. Half an hour had already passed since the agreed time, and he had kept Xiao'er waiting for so long.
After leaving the imperial city, he walked for about a quarter of an hour according to the road Murong Xiao told him. In the distance, he saw Murong Xiao, wearing a white suit and a horse, standing next to a big tree at the foot of a small hill. He looked very heroic.
Her silky, satiny hair was tied high in a simple ponytail, and her unpainted face was pure and beautiful, noble yet ethereal. Even though they had been married for six months, every time he saw that face, his heart still beat faster. No matter how unhappy he was, the sight of it instantly filled him with joy, his heart overflowing with happiness.
Seeing Qian Yeming riding towards her, Murong Xiao rarely showed her little girl's delicate demeanor, and trotted towards the newcomer like a white butterfly.
The moment Qian Yeming dismounted, Murong Xiao threw herself into his arms with a smile as beautiful as a flower.
Holding his beloved in his arms, Qian Yeming suddenly leaned over and kissed Murong Xiao's lips fiercely, and only let go reluctantly when the other party was almost out of breath.
In his arms, Murong Xiao felt Qian Yeming's love and smelled the pleasant and unique masculine scent on his body. Her face flushed slightly and she looked shy. Qian Yeming's heart was aroused again and he leaned over to kiss her again.
Although he was extremely reluctant to let go of the person in his arms, he knew that he had to be responsible for her.
Murong smiled with an unsatisfied look at the eyes in front of her, which were as bright as stars. The deep eyes seemed to want to suck her into the vast universe. He loved her so much, but they had been married for more than five months, and he still insisted.
For over five months, he had insisted on sleeping with her in his arms every night. The sight of his hard body, head held high and chest puffed out, always made her feel distressed. He would always pretend to be asleep before leaving, only to return half an hour later, his entire body icy cold.
Although the cold poison in his body has been cleared now, she still feels really distressed to see him taking a cold bath in this cold winter weather.
"My lady, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Are you cold?"
The weather will gradually warm up after mid-February. Now, in early February, it is the coldest weather in the entire Kyushu Continent. His Xiao'er doesn't even have internal strength, so he must be frozen.
Murong Xiao stretched out her hands to hold Qian Yeming's face, then stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on his slightly cool lips, smiling, "I'm not a porcelain doll. This kind of weather is actually very comfortable."
In South Vietnam's winter, the lowest temperature is around eight or nine degrees, which is considered very warm.
As the two were talking, a furry white ball of flesh crawled into Qian Yeming's arms, trying to please him. Originally, Little Tao didn't like anyone except Murong Xiao, especially Qian Yeming, who was competing with it for warmth.
But after the owner told it that if it didn't treat the male owner well, she would ignore it and not give it food, the little glutton immediately changed its attitude.
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(Updated on November 12)
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