Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 47 The Tyrant's Soft Queen (45)
Without responding to Anyang's words, Chang Ruosheng closed his eyes and hugged him tightly into his arms.

"I will be obedient..."

A muffled voice came from Yuexiong's mouth, and the slight tremor made his heart tremble.

"I'll take you out another day."

Anyang nodded impatiently. For her, Chang Ruocheng's other request at this time was exactly what she wanted.

She wished that this person would immediately forget about Qingyou's existence.

The timid gaze wandered away, and Chang Ruocheng understood her little thoughts almost instantly.

Rubbing her thumb against her exposed smooth forehead, a helpless smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Is there somewhere you want to go?"

Anyang obviously didn't expect him to ask this question, shook his head, and heard Chang Ruocheng laugh for some reason.

"I happen to have somewhere I want to go."

She raised her head in surprise, and met his doting eyes.

Those eyes that usually looked at her were only icy, filled with the familiar light, but unfortunately she no longer longed for the light.

The gentle Chang Ruosheng, with a humble and polite attitude, the picture is weird and scary.

Qingyou once thought that she was insane, but this kind of thing that she dared not even imagine in her dreams happened before her eyes.

Until being taken down by the palace guards, Anyang didn't look over.

Looking at the picture of the two of them loving each other, Qingyou feels that everyone has changed overnight...

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"Qingcheng, it's the first snow."

Waking up from Chang Ruosheng's warm arms, the candles in the house were burnt out, and the sunlight outside the window had not been lit.

Anyang squinted his eyes sleepily, and turned his head to see the window that was pushed open, and snow like silver flakes blowing in.

Chang Ruosheng's chin brushed against her forehead, and her voice was filled with relief that she had never heard before, "It's time to go out today."

After dressing Anyang himself, Chang Ruosheng worriedly wrapped her in a fur cloak.

His bony hands neatly tied a beautiful butterfly knot, as if for this scene, he had practiced many times in private.

"I remember when I met you in the past, you liked to do the knots of the cloak," Chang Ruocheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Anyang looked down at the perfect bow, and slightly pursed his lips.

Now she really has the feeling of being a wrathful concubine, since the last time Qingyou showed up, Chang Ruocheng wished he could stay with her for twelve hours a day.

The carriage leaving the palace drove towards the outskirts of the city amidst the heavy snow.

Looking at the route in memory, Anyang guessed the purpose of Chang Ruosheng's trip.

Heavy snow filled the air, the sky was gray and heavy, and the air was filled with the unique haze of water vapor, making everything around it unreal.

Chang Ruocheng took her by the hand and got out of the carriage, and the destination was a condensed lake.

The water vapor is smoky, there is no plum grove in this area, but there is a strong aroma of plum blossoms.

Only after Anyang concentrated his attention did he realize that the pure whiteness on the lake surface is actually formed by clusters of thick plum blossom petals.

Taking advantage of her not paying attention, Chang Ruocheng suddenly rushed up to the ice and dragged her off.

Anyang screamed in fright, and countless plum blossom petals floated up under her chaotic footsteps.

She ran in a panic, Chang Ruocheng's wanton laughter filled her ears.

She was angry and anxious, but the soles of her feet slid like uncontrollably, making the end of her eyes turn red with grievance.

At this moment, the hand that was pulling suddenly used great force, Anyang screamed, and crashed into Chang Ruocheng's arms.

Under the huge momentum, the two fell on the ice in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)