A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

The courtiers with their eyes straight and their ears erect are so high that they can make a name for themselves in the court. But their eyes are not dull and their ears are not bulging, and their hearing is good!

They look side by side and have great eyes. Look at the Imperial Master of the Fuying Dynasty. He is handsome and elegant. He looks like a handsome man who stepped out of an ink painting. Such a Imperial Master will soon be their favorite. !

However, is their Prince Qing a woman or Duanxiu?

The elders in the court were confused...

As the saying goes, ministers will be as good as a monarch. Once again, it is irrefutable that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

"Well, it's a pity that we don't have a personal doctor on call." Instead of answering Huang Yin's words directly, Wu Qing just sighed with regret.

It had to be said that she was still a little hesitant that this guy was going to leave. Wu Qing knew very well how capable he was of getting into trouble and causing himself serious injuries. Without this guy who has perfected his medical skills, wouldn't her life be easier?

And, more importantly...

"Oh, my king's pure natural heater..."

The cold poison eroded her, and even in the summer when it was more than 30 degrees, she was like a popsicle. Although sometimes she felt that it was strange and subtle to be nestled in Huang Yin's arms, it was undeniable that the warmth that came over her deeply touched her heart!

Although she didn't understand what the heater Wu Qing was talking about was, seeing Wu Qing's unfocused eyes, Huang Yin knew that the evildoer was distracted again.

"Xiao Qing'er, during this period, I will start looking for the four medicinal ingredients for the antidote to the Soul Forbidden Pill. My whereabouts will not be stable. If something happens, you can use this." After saying this, Huang Yin put a touch of green into the void. Qing's hand.

Feeling the warmth and delicacy in his hands, Wu Qing looked down and saw that the jade pendant in his palm was like the green bamboo leaves in the forest, but it was smooth and soft. The streams of light passing over the jade surface were like the coolness of mountain streams. Between the smooth concave and convex carvings, the word "hidden" stands out. "Is this Nuanyu?"

What a jade! Having read countless treasures, Wu Qing had already estimated the value of this piece of jade with just one glance.

"Inject spiritual power into it, and as long as we are on the same plane, I can hear you." Huang Yin explained while hanging the warm jade around Wu Qing's neck, and then put it into his collar. The movements are gentle and skillful, and every slide of the fingertips is extremely gentle, as if they are caring for a priceless treasure.

Feeling the warmth in his heart, the coldness on his body seemed to be dissipated a lot. Wu Qing glanced at his collar and asked, "Is this a spiritual weapon?"

Although it was a question, Wu Qing used an affirmative tone. Spiritual weapons generally refer to weapons in a narrow sense, but also include large and small auxiliary items in a broad sense, similar to alchemical items. However, a spiritual weapon like the warm jade that Huang Yin gave her, which was equivalent to a communication device, was of little use in combat, so it was relatively unpopular and became rare over time.

"Well," Huang Yin didn't deny it, instead he smiled deeply, his low and hoarse voice filled with indescribable charm, "Don't worry too much, little Qing'er, I will come to see you soon."

Wuqing's pupils rolled up, but before half of her eyes came out, a piece of wetness touched her lips, and her pupils instantly shrank.

However, before Wu Qing could make a move, the touch on her lips had already spread, and the cyan shadow had disappeared beside the carriage, leaving only a faint whisper in her ears: "Xiao Qing'er, this is a kiss goodbye. .”

It was as if that beautiful smile was still in front of his eyes.

The sound of the rolling wheels has gradually spread into the farther and farther distance. As the sun rises, the atmosphere in the city begins to heat up. Amid the commotion, the small black dot became farther and farther away.

Watching the carriage go away, Wu Qing involuntarily raised his hand to touch the corners of his lips, looking a little dazed.

The courtiers who turned around saw their dear Prince Qing's eyes blurred, and it was vaguely visible that she was still staring at the carriage that was gradually disappearing from sight. The golden eyes are like the morning sun in the mist, and the silver eyes are like the moon reflected in the water. The two completely different colors complement each other, strange but so beautiful that it takes your breath away.

However, why is Prince Qing's expression so...huh? deep feeling?

That's right! It’s so affectionate!

Facing the departure of your lover, the deep feeling of being reluctant to leave!

In an instant, the weather-beaten hearts of the courtiers were suddenly injected with vitality by the gossip, and their faces were as red as young men in their early twenties.

Once they realized what followed behind this deep affection, the faces of the courtiers became even more exciting. Although Meiyange lingers in the flowers and is always showing mercy, she has no intention of marrying a concubine. Meiyanxi has no news about her. Wuqing and Huangyin are the first happy events in Meiying dynasty!

"Well, why is this feeling so subtle?" Just when the courtiers were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, Wu Qing, who was sitting on the couch, suddenly sighed longly, frowned, and wrinkled his nose as if he was a little dissatisfied with the words on his lips. Touch.

The courtiers staggered and were about to fall to the ground. Emotional Wuqing was not staring with expressions just now, but his old habit had returned. Was he wandering?

"Okay, let's all go back. Maybe we can get some sleep in time!" Wu Qing raised his voice and ordered, shaking off the indescribable emotions on his heartstrings. The eldest brother was dug out of bed by Dai Yan a long time ago, just to say goodbye to the disaster. It was really tiring!

"Yes, Your Majesty." The ministers who were beaten half to death responded feebly. Wu Qing's character had reached a heinous level. He would have to take medicine in advance to prevent a heart attack when meeting her in the future.

Bei Yan, who was driving the carriage, turned around, but instead of rushing back to Prince Qing's Mansion immediately, he drove towards another busy street. The carriage passed through the busy shopping street and rushed towards the end of the sparsely populated street.

"Master, we're here." He stopped the carriage with a soft voice, and Bei Yan's cold voice penetrated into the carriage through the door curtain.

"Xiao Beibei, thank you for your hard work. I will bring you a bottle of wine later!" The door curtain embroidered with golden auspicious patterns flew up, and with a touch of white, he jumped off the carriage and casually dropped a sentence. Turned into the alley to the side.

If there are only a few people at the end of the street, then there are no ghosts in the alleys. There are some sparse houses sitting next to them, many of which are abandoned. But despite this, Wu Qing still turned the white folding fan that he got out of nowhere, like a young man, walking gracefully into the alley, walking carelessly into the depths of the alley.

After twists and turns, Wu Qing walked around the alley in a familiar way. After a while, she came to a fork. Without hesitation, she turned to the left.

The moment he turned the corner, his eyes suddenly opened up. Wu Qing looked up and saw an exquisite plaque in front of him.

The best winery in the world.