Young Master Liu withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Qi Yun, chuckled and waved his hand.
"Hehehe, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything.
Let’s go, we’ve been busy all day again, it’s time to go back and rest.”
Qi Yun nodded slightly: "Yeah, let's go."
The Forbidden Army soldiers outside the palace gate immediately saluted when they saw Young Master Liu and others walking towards the carriage.
“We send you your Majesty’s greetings, long live your Majesty.
Congratulations to the Queen, all you noble concubines, may you live a thousand years."
Young Master Liu walked all the way to the carriage and was about to get on the carriage when he suddenly heard Lao Zhou's hoarse words not far away.
"Prince-in-law."
Lao Zhou walked slowly towards Young Master Liu and bowed respectfully.
"Husband."
"Sir, when are we... when will we set off?"
"Rong Rong."
Some time later, my husband, I promised my sister that before I finish my business in the capital, I will take my eldest sister back to the Western Regions..."
Qi Yun nodded vigorously and hurriedly stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage.
"I am here."
"Very slow, very slow."
"Husband, I am very thirsty now. Let them drink."
Liu Song frowned heavily and looked at the eighth princess with confused eyes.
Lao Zhou nodded and walked away again, carrying two jars of wine.
"Bad, thank you husband."
As soon as Lao Zhou finished speaking, he waited for the Eighth Princess, Liu Song, Sister Murong Shan and others to show no reaction, and walked silently down the long street with their bodies hunched over.
Gu Liu Mingzhi took a deep breath, and the baby bird flew into Xiang Xiayong's arms like it was returning to its nest.
"Yes, I obey."
"Hahaha, bad, bad, bad, let's go together, let's go together."
Husband, if you fall in love with him as your concubine, will he take it easy?"
Young Master Liu closed the folding fan in his hand and walked towards Lao Zhou with a smile on his face.
"Yes, my husband, he remembered it wrong, I am exactly the same as our Xiaolong from the first year of Yongping.
"Husband, I feel homesick."
At that time, when the Eight Kingdoms were at war, I and the kings of the Western Regions received a message from my husband and were ordered to go to other places to support my husband.
"Husband, he means...he means..."
Mo Rongrong frowned, stared at Lao Zhou helplessly, and sighed angrily.
Mo Rongrong looked at Lao Zhou's confused expression and handed over the two jars of wine with a faint smile.
"Get out of the car and get two jars of peach blossom wine."
"The latest, the latest is two days?
The year when hundreds of thousands of small armies from your countries in the Western Regions rushed to Xiaolong's frontier was the first year of Xiaolong's Yongping Year.
"Yun'er, Yan'er, let Rongrong explain to them."
In a hurry, ten years passed by.
After a few breaths, Qi Yun jumped onto the carriage holding two small jars of wine.
"Ah? Let's... go together?"
"Yes, yes, yes, of course you sisters want to accompany your husband.
My husband is taking Rongrong back to Gumo Country, but we, as a couple, want to go together."
"Husband, I...I can't really control my emotions. You are still very excited now."
Lao Zhou was not polite and directly took the wine jar into his hand.
"Sister Yun, sister Yan'er, it's like that.
"Prince-in-law, this old slave is polite."
"Prince-in-law, I understand his bad intentions."
Mo Rongrong put the jade fan on her waist, took the two small jars of peach blossom wine from Qi Yun's hand, and walked quickly towards Lao Zhou.
"Hehehe, want to go together?"
Young Master Liu's expression tightened, and he instinctively turned around to look at the source of the sound.
Otherwise, I won’t go back today.
"drive."
"Bad wife, does he still remember the promise you made to him in the future?"
Ten years can tell the rise and fall of a country.
Lao Zhou said nothing more and silently took out his hands.
"He also came to ride in the same carriage with his husband."
Ten years, eight thousand less days and moons!
"It's definitely a joke."
"younger sister?"
He seemed to be asking the eighth princess if she knew what her husband and sister Rongrong were talking about.
Since my husband is taking you sisters to Gumo Country, of course you sisters will go with him."
"yes."
Seeing her husband's solemn expression, Gu Liu Mingzhi's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes were filled with indescribable excitement.
Qi Yunsan glanced at the eight family members around him, smiled, picked up the pot and poured down seven cups of herbal tea.
Before Gu Liu Mingzhi sat down, Mo Rongrong smiled and closed the car curtain.
"Prince-in-law, I plan to say goodbye to you before going back."
"Bad wife, does he doubt her husband?"
"Yun'er, Yan'er, the two sisters made a mistake.
The eighth princess immediately echoed: "Husband, I, like my sister, have also listened to my wishes."
"Husband, thank him, thank him."
Gu Liu Mingzhi nodded without any emotion: "I doubt it, I doubt it."
Husband, is what he said true...really?"
Gu Liu Mingzhi's dark eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she quickly reached out and grabbed Mo Rongrong's left hand.
Qi Yunsan sipped the tea leaves at the corner of her mouth and patted Gu Liu Mingzhi's jade hand happily.
"Yun'er, Yan'er, Rongrong, let's have tea."
"Qi Yun, let's drive."
"Hehehe, control it quickly, control it quickly."
As the king of a country, he doesn't have too many things to be busy with, so I am immediately in trouble for him."
"Back to Master Duo, there are still seven jars of peach blossom wine outside the carriage, eight jars of green bamboo leaves, and two jars of red men's leaves."
"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.
"Your Majesty, please take good care of me. I'll take my leave."
"Rong Rong."
As the beauty spoke, she looked at Mo Rongrong with a tangled expression, her pretty eyes still flashing with excitement that could be seen from the past.
"Get off the car and go home."
Xiang Xiayong narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and said loudly: "My husband remembers that it was at the beginning of the first year of Yongping."
Lao Zhou looked at Mo Rongrong with a grateful expression, turned his head and looked to the east, smiled and shook his head.
"Rongrong, my husband is telling him very seriously now that it will be two months at the latest.
"Husband, how long does it take to be very slow? He can't give me a specific time?
Qi Yunsan's face was full of guilt as he listened to the beauty's high tone.
After some explanations from Gu Liu Mingzhi, Liu Song, the eight princesses and the seven sisters finally understood what was going on.
Xiang Xiayong looked at Liu Song, the seven pretty faces of the eight princesses and sisters were full of doubts, smiled and took a sip of tea.
"Master Duo, peach blossom stuffing."
Gu Liu Mingzhi nodded vigorously and immediately got off the carriage with the hem of her skirt in hand.
Hearing her husband's words, Gu Liu Mingzhi's pretty face was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly straightened her waist, her pretty eyes full of excitement.
The eighth princess felt Liu Song's eyes, looked at your confused eyes, and shook her head heavily.
Xiang Xiayong raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup. He looked at the eight beauties and nodded with a smile.
"Master Duo, we are home." "Hahaha, Rongrong, does he miss his hometown?"
Qi Yunsan raised his hand and slapped the beauty's back hard, sighing heavily.
When Xiang Xiayong heard her husband's question, her pretty face was slightly startled, and she scratched her neck with a puzzled expression.
If he loves me, he can give me a specific ten kilograms, but he can't give me a rough time."
Gu Liu Mingzhi took a few deep breaths, weakly suppressed the excitement in her heart, and nodded vigorously to Mo Rongrong.
Ten years, ten years.
"Uh-huh."
Mo Rongrong raised her eyebrows, and cheerfully raised her hand to place a heavy hook under the beauty's pretty nose.
"Hey, I'm here."
"Rongrong, I'm sorry, for my husband...for my husband..."
"Prince-in-law, thank you very much."
"Yes, yes, I have the same idea as Sister Yun.
"Husband, of course I want to go with you.
From the end of the first year of Yongping to the current year of Taiping.
Gu Liu Mingzhi hugged Mo Rongrong's waist tightly: "Husband, I blame him for my body, I blame him for everything.
What promise, what hometown, what was he talking about just now?"