A figure could be vaguely shaking in front of the curtain, Xiao Yi's face did not change, but his fingers quietly clenched.

Eunuch Zhao's voice rang out of the curtain, saying, "Emperor, the Empress is here."

After saying that, as soon as the curtain hit, Chunsha and Liangui held Yang Yao'er behind him and pushed her onto the carriage. As soon as Yang Yao'er got into the carriage, Liangui outside grabbed the curtain and also buckled the carriage door.

The sound of the wind in the carriage immediately weakened, and what became clearer was the sound of the two people breathing each other.

Xiao Yi reached out to hold her wrist, pulled her up, and then with force, he easily brought her to her side.

The cloak that was originally wrapped tightly on her body was separated to both sides, revealing a dazzling piece of white skin below... Xiao Yi paused and took off the cloak with one hand, only then could he see clearly what she looked like now.

Her hair was combed into a double-knife bun, and her golden shaking was inserted into her bun, making her look like she was in everyday life.

Can look downward—

There were a circle of golden collars around her neck, which were three in total, which was very gorgeous. The golden collarbone was put together, and it brought out a different temptation.

Her arms and chest were tightly wrapped in fabric, outlining beautiful arcs.

There was no cloth wrapped around her waist, revealing her flat and white waist and abdomen. A little ruby ​​was dotted between her navel, like flames and water drops. The crystal color contrasted her skin, making her look more delicious and charming.

Below is a colorful Hu skirt, with long beads adorned with edges.

She has never worn such a costume.

It may be vulgar when worn by others, but when worn by her, it is very exotic, seductive and innocent.

She leaned back slightly, looking at her with a pair of clean and clear eyes that did not contain any seduction or lust. But the cleaner and innocent she seemed, the more attractive she was.

He seemed to explode in an instant.

"...Young man." His voice was slightly hoarse.

But Yang Yaoer only looked at him and didn't say anything.

Xiao Yi reached out and pressed her waist.

Tentacles are smooth.

He rubbed it unconsciously and whispered: "Why did my youngest dress up like this? Could it be that he wants to dance for me to see?"

Yang Yaoer pursed her lower lip: "No."

You can't dance.

Xiao Yi leaned down beside her shoulder, kissed her collarbone, and whispered: "What's that for?"

Yang Yaoer then stretched out a finger, pressed against his shoulder, and said, "I, look good?"

"Young man looks good."

"Dance girl?"

"Ugly." Xiao Yi said without a pause. After saying that, he seemed to feel that this was not pious enough, so he continued: "It's hard to reach one ten thousandth of the youngest son."

Yang Yaoer felt unsatisfied, so she stretched out her slender fingers, grabbed his hand, pulled him and placed it on her belly.

"slip?"

"...sliding." Xiao Yi's throat moved unconsciously.

"white?"

"……white."

"thin?"

“…it’s very delicate.”

"soft?"

"...soft, my little one is soft from head to toe."

Yang Yaoer pushed his hand away and wanted to sit up by himself, but she was just lying comfortably. She was unable to get up for a while and could not get up.

Xiao Yi supported her behind and then helped her sit down.

Yang Yaoer sat down, grabbed the cloak, lowered her head and carefully surrounded herself.

Xiao Yi: "Young man?"

Yang Yaoer ignored him.

"Young man?"

Yang Yaoer tied up her belt and then looked up and said, "Eunuch Zhao said that the emperor will suffer from cold."

The implication is that she came here.

"Young man dressed up like this..."

"I don't speak to the emperor."

Xiao Yi felt a headache.

How can I take back what I say?

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Yaoer's waist, pressed him down again. He leaned into her ear and said hoarsely: "Young man, you came here first, and you won't count the previous rules."

Yang Yaoer looked at him blankly, as if thinking, there is such a fallacy?

Xiao Yi doesn’t care about the wrong reasons or not, it’s better if he can work on both sides.

He leaned over and kissed her lips, pressed his palm against her waist, and gently kneaded it. Then he let go of her lips and whispered: "Good boy, you must remember to bite your lips in a while."

Yang Yaoer looked at him blankly.

Xiao Yi turned his back hand and pulled the curtain and door from the inside.

...

The journey was getting late and it stopped.

Eunuch Zhao raised his hand and knocked on the wall of the carriage: "Emperor? Empress?"

In the carriage, Xiao Yi wrapped Yang Yaoer tighter and put a pillow under her neck.

Yang Yaoer opened her eyes and said lazyly: "Today, tomorrow, we will all be different from the emperor..."

Where would Xiao Yi get angry now? He whispered: "Okay."

He raised his hand to comb Yang Yaoer's hair, and then opened the tightly clasped curtain and door: "Have the tent been put up?"

"If you go back to the emperor, you will get it done."

"When the tent is warm, I will take the empress over again."

"yes."

"Cook some hot water."

"yes."

After giving the order, Xiao Yi put on the curtain again.

There were two people who asked to follow the army in the house. Seeing this, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly and thought to themselves that it was really no different from when the late emperor went to war. How could they endure such hardships when they were nobles raised in the palace?

When I really want to go to the battlefield, I still don’t know what it looks like.

The two of them looked at each other, and when they thought of Lord Li’s explanation, they all lowered their heads and covered their expressions.

Hot water came over there, and Xiao Yi slowly wiped Yang Yao'er's body, and then she continued to fall asleep.

When the tent became warm, someone raised the curtain, and Xiao Yi hugged Yang Yaoer and got off the carriage.

Everyone was stunned when they saw it.

Everyone was thinking secretly, was the new emperor a person who could not escape the love between children?

The soldiers never had such an idea.

The education they received since childhood was to be loyal to the emperor. They knew how to distinguish between good and bad emperor, and whether they were good or bad. What they were all worried about was that if the new emperor could not lead troops, what would it be good?

I took a night off in the tent and set off on the next day.

Yang Yaoer opened her misty eyes and said, "Different emperors together..."

Xiao Yi carried her into the carriage without saying anything. He said in a deep voice: "I follow both times and times, but I can't follow them all."

"Why?" Yang Yaoer looked at him in wonder.

"It should be a day or two, and my son will listen to me."

Yang Yaoer pursed her lips and then said, "The Emperor said that."

"From today, in the next three days, my youngest son will be inseparable from me."

"inseparable?"

"It means keeping you with me all the time."

Yang Yaoer didn't respond, but she didn't refuse.

Xiao Yi raised his hand and stroked the hair on her forehead, knowing that she was extremely dissatisfied at this time.
To be continued...