Yang Jin and Qingli rushed all the way to Beijing. The land journey that originally took nearly a month took only ten days to arrive.

Yang Jin looked at the imperial city in front of him and felt sad.

In fact, why would he be willing to send her back to the capital city? Once she enters this gate, she will leave him and return to the arms of the man she loves.

Separated by a palace wall, it was a place beyond his reach.

"We're finally here." Yang Jin lowered his eyes sadly and smiled bitterly.

Qingli felt indescribable grief in her heart.

So what if she arrives? Her mother is dead after all, and she didn’t even see her mother for the last time.

Along the way, she worked very hard and exhausted several good horses. She kept driving to Beijing day and night, just to get back before Empress Dowager Xiao was buried and see her mother for the last time.

However, it's still too late.

"Let's say goodbye here." Yang Jin said sadly.

Qingli nodded and said: "Didn't you say you came to Beijing to take the exam? Generally, candidates who come to Beijing to take the exam stay at the Wenlai Inn. You should also stay there. In this way, you can make friends with some candidates of the same class.

And it’s convenient for me to find you.”

Yang Jin laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "I am a prodigal with no talent or ability. Even taking the scientific examination is a waste of time, so just leave it alone."

"I know you are not like this, why do you have to pretend to be such a libertine? Prince Yan told me that you are talented and you are not what you seem on the surface."

Yang Jin was stunned and said with a smile: "Do you believe this? Look at me, do I look talented?"

Qingli looked at him seriously, his eyes twinkling, and solemnly said: "I believe you."

Yang Jin lowered his eyes slightly and said sadly: "Then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

"The person who is disappointed is not me, but you. Your stepmother is mean, your father is partial, and you were treated poorly in childhood, so you are disappointed in feelings and people, right? But have you ever thought about your mother? She is watching from heaven.

You, I hope you can live a happy life! Why do you have to compromise yourself for unimportant people? You are talented and ambitious, so you should do something to show those who used to look down on you and let them know.

This is the real Yang Jin!"

Qingli looked at him and spoke impassionedly.

Yang Jin looked at her in shock and couldn't speak for a long time.

"I'm going back to the palace first, you can think about it yourself."

Qingli turned his horse's head and rode towards the imperial city.

After entering the palace, Qingli first went to Shoukang Palace. Looking at the familiar furnishings in the palace, his heart ached and he couldn't help but shed tears.

The carpet was in the style of the queen's favorite flower blooming, the furniture was the most commonly used sandalwood furniture in the palace, with peonies carved on it, and the queen's favorite white pine was placed on the window sill. She could vaguely see the queen standing there.

Figures pruning leaves by the window...

There still seems to be a faint scent of sandalwood left in the air, and everything is as it was before.

It's a pity that things change and people change.

Shoukang Palace, which was once orderly and orderly, became deserted. Along the way, there was not even a single person inhabited. With no people around, Shoukang Palace was also scattered.

Gone, nothing is gone, the queen mother who once loved her so much is no longer there...

Qingli couldn't bear it anymore and squatted on the ground crying bitterly.

"Jiu'er..."

The call was low and slightly breathy, excited but cautious, as if afraid that the person would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Qingli raised his hazy tearful eyes.

Standing outside the door was a tall and slender black figure, his clothes and hair were slightly messy, and his chest was rising and falling. He leaned on the door frame and looked at the petite figure in the hall, with rare excitement appearing on his usually resolute face.

Qingli's tears flowed more fiercely, like a child who had been lost for a long time and suddenly found support, and all the sadness and grievances in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Archer..."

Qingli rushed over, threw himself into his arms, and cried bitterly.

Murong Che hugged her in his arms. Listening to her pitiful cries, his heart ached with pain. He patted her thin back and comforted her somewhat stiffly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm by your side..."

…”

"Mother, mother, she..." Qingli hugged his neck and choked with sobs.

"Your mother..." Murong Che coughed twice, "She's not dead."

…!?

Qingli couldn't turn the corner all of a sudden.

"What did you say? The queen...isn't dead?" Qingli asked blankly.

Murong Che nodded and said: "Your mother no longer wanted to stay in the palace, so she left the palace to live in Prince An's Mansion. But in which dynasty did the empress dowager live outside the palace? Therefore, it was announced to the public that the empress dowager had passed away.

"

Qingli was stunned for a while when she heard it. When her mind turned around, she was overjoyed.

"Great! As long as my mother is fine, I will be happy!" Qingli was extremely excited, crying and laughing. Suddenly, she put her hands on her hips and glared at Murong Che, "You bad guy! You actually lied to me that my mother was dead, you

Do you know how sad I am?"

Thinking of the heartache these days, I became even more angry and wished I could give him a slap in the face.

Murong Che hugged Qingli tightly, as if treating a lost and found treasure.

"If I don't do this, you don't know how long you will stay outside. Do you know how worried I have been about you for more than three months?"

Qingli felt guilty after hearing what he said.

She hugged his neck and whispered: "I'm sorry..."

Murong Che hugged Qingli's waist tightly, letting her soft body press tightly against his hard body. He buried his face in her collar and deeply smelled her sweet smell.

It seems that only in this way can I feel that she really exists.

Only then can he be sure that she has really returned to his arms.

"Jiu'er..."

Accompanied by a low sigh that sounded like a whisper, soft lips pressed against her slender neck, biting her delicate skin with a frantic breath. It seemed that only in this way could he express his deep longing after a long separation.

Qingli raised his neck and accepted it obediently.

The lips and teeth were licking and biting, and the stubble pricked the delicate skin, which stung slightly, but also felt extraordinarily satisfying.

The delicate kisses spread from the neck to the cheeks, then kissed her chin carefully, and finally fell on the bright red lips, with a treasure that was lost and found, gentle and pious.

"Jiu'er..." He called her gently.

Qingli hugged him back tightly and kissed him passionately, but the tip of his heart was stabbed, causing slight pain.

The lips were grinding together tightly, the lips and tongues were entangled, and they were licking each other's lips. They greedily absorbed each other's warmth and breath, and they couldn't bear to be separated for a moment.

The air gradually heats up.

The kiss gradually changed its taste, as if it could no longer meet each other's needs. They needed a deeper and more primitive entanglement to express their inner emotions.

"Don't be here..." Qingli was a little shy.

Murong Che gasped and let go of her, carried her into the palace, kicked the door shut, and before he had time to carry her to the bed, he pressed her against the door and kissed her hard.

While he was kissing her, he eagerly unbuttoned her clothes.

The women's clothes had complicated styles. Murong Che messed around with them for a long time, but ended up tying the belt into a tight knot.

Qingli smiled and said, "I'll do it."

After saying that, he blushed and lowered his head to unbutton his clothes.

Murong Che didn't have such patience, so he grabbed the two pieces of her collar with his big hands, and with force, with a hiss, the dress split into two pieces and hung down from her waist.

Qingli was embarrassed when her body was suddenly exposed, and her cheeks became hot.

Murong Che looked at her white and beautiful body, his eyes darkened, as if burning with raging fire. He took off his clothes three times, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold her two tender buttocks, lifted her up fiercely, and spread her

Open her legs and squeeze in.

His legs suddenly flew into the air, and Qingli screamed in surprise. He was so frightened that he stretched out his arms and hugged his neck tightly.

Murong Che laughed low, his laughter was indescribably low and sexy, and said hoarsely: "Hook your legs around my waist."

Qingli's cheeks turned redder, and she was so embarrassed that she buried her face in his neck, but her legs obediently wrapped around his thin waist.

She felt a hand groping between her legs, tearing open her panties, and reaching into her secret garden, which was already moist, and the honey juice gushing out wet his palms.

"It seems that my little Jiu'er misses me too..."

Murong Che was a little surprised. She was young and he thought it would take more effort, but he didn't expect her to get wet so quickly. Is it because she also loves him deeply in her heart, so she gets emotional so easily.

The fire of love in my heart burned even brighter.

Murong Che held her in his arms, adjusted his position, found the entrance, stood up suddenly, and sent himself in. Being tightly wrapped by the slippery and tight corridor, this long-lost ecstasy made him sigh in comfort.

Qingli yelled "Ah" and frowned in pain.

Although she was emotional enough, she had not had sex for more than three months after all. Besides, she was still young, how could she withstand him rushing in like this?

"Does it hurt you?"

"It hurts so much!" Qingli pouted and complained, but his tone was coquettish, as if he was coquettishly coquettish.

"Then I'll come out first..."

Murong Che resisted the desire to go on a rampage, gritted his teeth, and tried to get out, but he was pinched tightly by her, making it difficult to move.
Chapter completed!