September 1st.
Early in the morning, Hua Qingcheng set out in a carriage from the Binyue Inn in the city, heading towards the south gate. Feng Wen and Feng Wu, carrying the luggage and Kang Fulai, followed closely behind.
Last night, Situ Ye, Han Yichen and Si Chengfeng all stayed at Binyue Inn. Hua Qingcheng, unable to split herself into three parts, decisively chose to close the door and sleep alone.
Han Yichen, who was thinking of having a little Qingqing or little Chenchen with Hua Qingcheng, could only glare at Situ Ye and Si Chengfeng with resentment, then slammed the door shut and sulked alone.
When they set out this morning, Hua Qingcheng had simply stuffed the three of them into the carriage, while she herself rode outside. Now, the three men in the carriage were staring at each other.
After leaving the south gate of the city, the rumbling carriage continued to move south along the road on the outskirts of the city.
"Qingcheng, stop at the door of the dilapidated temple on the roadside ahead." About five miles out of the city, Situ Ye in the carriage lifted the curtain and shouted to Hua Qingcheng who was driving the carriage.
"Ouch~"
Hua Qingcheng stopped the carriage, and Situ Ye went into the dilapidated temple and talked to Long Yi for a few words before getting on the carriage again.
"Goodbye, brother! Goodbye, sister! Uncle Mute is waiting for you. Remember to come back and see us!"
Chuncao rushed out of the dilapidated temple, waving frantically at the carriage that was gradually moving away while running quickly.
Kang Fulai, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the voice of the little girl who had taken care of him. He wanted to respond to her, but unfortunately his throat could not make a sound.
When the carriage reached ten miles outside the city, Hua Qingcheng and others' carriage was stopped by a group of plainclothes guards.
"Miss Qingcheng, my master is waiting for you in the pavilion."
Hua Qingcheng, who was sitting outside the carriage, looked up at the familiar heroic figure in the pavilion in front. She could only park the carriage, give a few instructions to Situ Ye and others, and then walked into the pavilion alone.
"I, Hua Qingcheng, bow to you..."
"Alright, no need to be polite! Stop calling yourself a commoner and just call me by my own name."
Nalan Yunzhi, who was originally standing with his hands behind his back, turned around after hearing Hua Qingcheng's voice, sat down in front of the stone table, and stopped her from saluting.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Come here and sit down."
"yes."
The other party was the emperor of Laifeng Kingdom who held the power of life and death. Hua Qingcheng was very tactful and did whatever he asked her to do.
However, even though she knew that the other party was the almighty emperor, Hua Qingcheng's words and actions were all graceful and generous, without any flattery.
"You're going back so soon? Why don't you stay in the capital for a few more days?"
Nalan Yunzhi glanced at Hua Qingcheng who was sitting opposite him, then picked up the wine glass on the table, poured two glasses of wine, and placed one in front of Hua Qingcheng.
"There really is an emergency at home, so I have to return home early. When I am free someday, I will definitely come to Beijing again to visit all my relatives and friends." Hua Qingcheng couldn't guess the other party's intention, so she could only answer with a simple answer.
"Dear friends and relatives, huh..."
Nalan Yunzhi smiled helplessly, then raised the wine glass in front of him and gestured towards Hua Qingcheng.
"Your Majesty, Qingcheng is too drunk..."
Although Hua Qingcheng could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk in modern times, the original owner had a very low alcohol tolerance. Recalling the time when she and Mu Lige got married and had blacked out due to drinking, Hua Qingcheng felt that she could not drink this glass of wine.
"It's just a glass of wine! It's a gift from an elder, so I can't refuse it."
Nalan Yunzhi glanced at Hua Qingcheng, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Seeing this, Hua Qingcheng could only pick up the wine glass and drink it all.
"Be careful on your way back!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Don't be reluctant to spend the money. If you want to stay, stay in the best inn, not in the wilderness. I believe we will meet again soon."
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Qingcheng will definitely keep your teachings in mind."
Seeing that the conversation between the two was becoming more and more awkward, Nalan Yunzhi had no choice but to stand up from his seat, give Hua Qingcheng a few instructions, and then leave with the guards.
"Qingcheng, are you okay?"
Seeing that Hua Qingcheng's cheeks were slightly red and there was a faint smell of alcohol on her body, Situ Ye stepped forward and helped her into the carriage. He sat in the front and prepared to drive the carriage further south.
"Erlang, I'm fine, I just had a glass of wine."
Hua Qingcheng, who had already entered the carriage, lifted the curtain, waved at Situ Ye, and smiled awkwardly.
"Sit down, Xiao Qingcheng!"
Han Yichen, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, got ahead of Si Chengfeng and pulled Hua Qingcheng to sit next to him.
"Han Yichen, do you think I'm drunk? I'm not! I just had one glass of wine. You... are not allowed to bully Si Chengfeng!"
Hua Qingcheng looked at Si Chengfeng who was pushed aside with her blurred eyes, and her face showed heartache.
"Xiao Qingcheng, you..."
"snort!"
Young Master Han would not bother with a drunkard.
His young wife did just drink a glass of wine, but what she drank was not just any wine, but "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea".
This wine is soft on the palate, strong when you taste it, and intense after drinking, with a long aftertaste!
Seeing that Hua Qingcheng was drunk and still didn't forget to protect the fox, Han Yichen angrily pushed her directly to Si Chengfeng, then closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap.
It was true that Young Master Han had hangover pills in his arms, but he was very angry now. He decided to give this heartless woman a headache first...
"Qingcheng, how do you feel?"
Si Chengfeng put one arm around Hua Qingcheng's shoulders and took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe her face with the other hand.
"Isn't this my weaver from heaven, Gofuro?"
Hua Qingcheng grabbed the handkerchief that Si Chengfeng was using to wipe her face with one hand, and touched the two handsome faces in front of her that did not completely overlap with the other hand.
"Yes, I am your Weaver."
Si Chengfeng smiled faintly. Saying he was the Weaver Boy from Heaven was indeed what Hua Qingcheng had said to him when they first met. Even so, he had never been able to connect the woman who called herself "Cow Mother" with the woman in his arms.
"She'll be uncomfortable if you hug her like this."
Although he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, Han Yichen was always paying attention to the movements of Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng. Finally, he could no longer bear it.
Pushing away Si Chengfeng's hand that was around Hua Qingcheng's shoulder, Han Yichen immediately carried Hua Qingcheng back and let her lie half-way on his legs to rest.
Even if Hua Qingcheng is the Cow Mother, the Weaver Man can only be him!
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