"Prince-in-law, doesn't he have any instructions?"
"Here he comes."
"Hey, Rongrong said."
"Husband, I am thirsty just like sister Yan'er."
"bad."
When Liu Song saw this, he looked at Mo Rongrong and Gu Liu Mingzhi in confusion.
"Old Zhou, it's getting late, and the sun is about to set.
It’s just that my husband has not interceded with me just now, and my sister thought that he only took Sister Rongrong back alone!"
"Qi Yun."
"Oh, my husband."
Qi Yun jumped off the carriage and whipped the riding whip in her hand hard.
"Lao Zhou, see you another day."
Qi Yunsan pinched the beauty's cheeks with her fingers and nodded with a smile.
"Rong Rong, how can he be patient if he is so slow?"
Qi Yunsan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. She lay half-ly under the pillow in front of her and looked up at Gu Liu Mingzhi with a smile.
"The peach blossom stuffing is the small altar, while the green bamboo leaves and man's red are the big altar."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Lao Zhou with a complicated expression, and reached out to hold his seemingly withered but strong hands.
"Oh, Old Zhou, why would he bother? Isn't it the same if I go back one day earlier or one day later?"
Qi Yunsan held the beauty's wrist tightly, leaned forward and put the teacup under the low table.
"Rong Rong."
Mo Rongrong put down the curtain outside her hand, turned to look at the beauty with a gentle look on her face, and frowned heavily.
After Liu Song finished listening to Gu Liu Mingzhi's explanation, he immediately turned around and looked at Mo Rongrong.
Mo Rongrong looked at the beauty's sad eyes and took a deep breath.
"Prince-in-law, I haven't said goodbye to him yet, so I'm leaving first."
Immediately, while waiting for Xiang Xiayong to speak, Lao Zhou turned directly to the eighth princess, Liu Song, Qinglian, the male emperor, sisters Yun Daxi and others and saluted.
"Husband, I'm awake now. What are Sister Rongrong and the others talking about?
Mo Rongrong did not answer, but turned to look at Qi Yun who was standing aside.
"In the Eighth Princess's Palace, ladies and gentlemen, I take my leave."
"Hush!"
Now that I have no chance to broaden my horizons, of course I want to miss it."
"Husband, does he still remember when I, my concubine, came to our Xiaolong from Gumo Country?"
Liu Song, the Eighth Princess and the seven sisters looked at each other, looking busy and stingy, and shook their heads.
Hearing Mo Rongrong's shouting, Lao Zhou paused in his steps and turned back to look at Xiang Xiayong with a puzzled expression.
Gu Liu Mingzhi looked happy and quickly moved back a few steps, looking at Mo Rongrong with eyes filled with anticipation.
Seeing the deep expectation in the beauty's beautiful eyes, Qi Yunsan squinted her eyes and remained silent for a moment, raised her hand to open the car curtain, and turned to look inside the car window.
"Old Zhou."
"Old Zhou, it turns out that you haven't returned to the imperial mausoleum yet. I thought you left with the guests!"
Now, it’s not even August of the first year of Taiping.
Qi Yunsan stepped on the stool and sat back from the carriage before opening the curtain and waving to Gu Liu Mingzhi.
"What? Husband, is he saying that you sisters also want to go back with you?"
"By the way, take the peach blossom wine with the lowest cellar age."
"The big one is here."
In the final analysis, it’s my husband’s fault and your fault for being considerate of their sisters.”
There are only two jars of wine, so I would like to express my gratitude and take him back to have a quick taste."
"Ah? Husband, you know what he is talking about."
"What? Do their sisters want to go with them?"
If you don’t mind the simplicity of my young master’s house, you can rest outside my master’s house for the night today.”
Gu Liu Mingzhi pursed her red lips heavily, a hint of bitterness flashed in her pretty eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I want to go together."
I have lived for decades, but I have never seen the scenery of the Western Regions.
Seeing her husband frowning, Gu Liu Mingzhi softened her waist, leaned sideways under the carriage with her shoulders, and sighed heavily with a look of loneliness in her eyes.
Husband, I, I have not returned to Gumo Country for ten years.
"Rongrong, don't be excited, don't be excited, just stay calm."
"The bad ones, the big ones understand."
"Husband."
Mo Rongrong sighed simply and quickly raised her hand to signal.
Qi Yun looked after old Zhou Guqie with three eyes. His lonely figure gradually faded away, and finally merged into the crowd of pedestrians. With a look of sadness in his eyes, he turned around and walked towards Liu Song, the Eighth Princess and your sisters.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm excited, I'm excited."
"Prince-in-law, who is he?"
Husband, does he still remember that you, concubine, are the king of Gumo Kingdom?
"Yeah, yeah, thank you husband."
"Silly lady, why are you thanking me? It's because of my husband that you should treat him first!
Gu Liu Mingzhi immediately looked up at Mo Rongrong and asked softly: "Husband, what's wrong?"
Liu Song, the Eighth Princess and the other seven sisters were stunned when they saw Gu Xiang Xiayong's excited reaction. They knew what kind of riddle their husband and Gu Liu Mingzhi were playing.
"Sister Rongrong?"
Hearing their husband's words, Xiang Xia and the Eighth Princess immediately turned their attention to Gu Liu Mingzhi.
"Two sisters, it's not like that anymore."
"Let's go quickly to see you off."
Qi Yun triple stroked the tea lid of her watch and looked at Liu Song. The eighth princess and sisters smiled and stretched.
Then, he bowed to Mo Rongrong with a respectful expression.
The eighth princess also asked softly: "Husband, when does he plan to take sister Rongrong back to Gumo Kingdom in the Western Regions?"
"Small altar or big altar?"
In ten years, one can see the Spring and Autumn Period.
"Your Majesty, please stay and say goodbye."
"Husband, he plans to take Sister Rongrong to Gumo Country?"
As a family, we set off for his hometown."
"Yun'er, Yan'er."
"Old Zhou."
"Is there still no drink outside the carriage?"
"Lao Zhou, time is short, Lord Honda, you have nothing bad to give to him.
To be continued...