She took a sip of wine and wondered whether to make a gourd wine and bring it to the inn to drink.??

I don’t know who shouted: “Look, everyone, here you are! Here you are!”

With a huh, everyone rushed to the window and looked down.

It was late autumn and it was a little cool.

People from the Nantian clan are generally afraid of the cold, so at this time, no one is willing to sit in the restaurant by the window.

But at this moment, this position has become a hot commodity, and a large number of people are rushing towards it, almost squeezing Ji Shenyue!

She barely stabilized her body by holding the window with her hands. The back was like canned sardines. It was extremely difficult for her to turn around and squeeze it out.

She looked at the other windows. This was the case for everyone who was facing the street. There were countless heads stretching out from each window, and the neck of the person behind him stretched like a giraffe.

Since she comes, she will be at ease, so she will take a look at the fun.

A few loud sounds of Jingjie whips passed by, and a group of people slowly walked in the distance.

Walking in the front was the royal guard of honor with distinctive armor, and behind it was the emperor's car. This time the emperor was riding a car with gauze hanging around, and everyone could see the people inside clearly.

There were two people sitting side by side in the car, one was the Emperor of the South and the other was the young man in the blue robe.

When the blue-robed young man was clearly seen, the crowd was infuriated!

Beautiful! It's so beautiful!

It turns out that the rumors are true!

This Eighth Highness is really the most beautiful man in the world!

Beautiful as poetic as a painting, and beautiful without any human spirit!

What’s even more rare is that he is truly handsome, the kind of handsome man, not at all!

He sat side by side in the car with Emperor Nan Tian, ​​holding his head with one hand, as if he was a little lazy. However, the invisible aura on his body was no worse than Emperor Nan Tian.

The Emperor of Southern Heaven has always been known for his strong aura, but when he sits with him, he will automatically be ignored as a background.

The crowds on both sides of the street were almost boiling, and the sound of breathing sounds came one after another. The folk customs of the Nantian clan have always been relatively open, and some of the women in the crowd could not help but scream.

The people on both sides of the street are better, after all, they are on both sides of the imperial carriage and dare not yell loudly.

But the people who leaned against the windows in the restaurants on both sides of the street watched the fun were not so much worried, screaming and talking.

Ji Shenyue felt that her ears were buzzing with noise, and her ears were filled with praise for the Eighth Highness.

She had good eyesight and naturally saw Rong Yuetianlan in the imperial carriage clearly. She could even see his drooping, thick eyelashes clearly.

She was right, it was him-

She curled her lips and smiled, praising her wisdom in her heart.

Rong Yuetianlan in the imperial carriage suddenly seemed to sense something. He looked up and looked up. There were too many people paying attention to him. In the windows of the store on the street, countless heads were stretched out, both men and women, like the little quails waiting to be nurtured in the quail nest...

He absent-mindedly withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows with his snow-white fingers.

He had already explained to the Emperor of Nantian in Xianyun Mountain, saying that the dragon was not killed by him, but someone else.

He didn't ask Ji Shenyue's name, so he couldn't tell who this other person was, just said that he was a friend who met by chance. This credit should be recorded on that friend.
Chapter completed!