"Husband, what are you looking at?"
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."
To be continued...