Charm of a Thousand Moons

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and the slender figure of the young man appeared in front of the city guards. His long gouache hair was tied with a silver ribbon, and his thin body was wrapped in a white silk gown.

The boy is very beautiful, at least that's what the people present thought.

"Che'er." Following the young man, a man in black black clothes appeared. Different from the handsome young man, he had a mature aura, a handsome face that was resolute and charming, and an almost evil temperament that was noble and arrogant.

Naughty and juvenile are two completely different types, but they are naturally mixed.

With a strong and powerful arm around the boy's waist, Qian Yueshen was dissatisfied with the gazes of those people on Che'er, even if it was just stunning, but he didn't know that he was also a shining object.

Qian Yueche is satisfied with the man's possessiveness, he is not afraid to announce their lover relationship to the whole world, and he also hopes that the whole world will know that this man belongs to him.

Looking at the man with elegant eyes, the smile and pride in the eyes are so dazzling.

Looking down at Qian Yue Che's clear gaze, Qian Yue Che tightened his hand on his waist, the boy's frank eyes and deep affection, all of which were telling himself his heart.

"Father..." The worlds of the two are always intertwined with each other's eyes, no one can join, and no one will be allowed to join.

Qianyue God stretched out his other hand, pulled the boy into his arms, lowered his head, and stopped at a distance of one centimeter from Qianyueche's red lips.

A low-pitched laughter rang in the boy's ears: "Che'er is like this, I can't help it."

The voice was very soft, but it was enough to make Qian Yueche's heart beat endlessly.

Qian Yueche looked back at him with a blushing face, for a long time.

The people next to them seem to have become the most primitive scenery, and they can only watch their unintentionally lingering atmosphere with wide eyes.

"Father, this will also make Che'er unable to help himself." Qian Yue Che smiled, ignoring the teasing intentionally.

Not wanting to let the boy's appearance fall into the eyes of others, Qian Yueshen's beautiful Danfeng eyes narrowed: "Xiu."

"Yes." Xiu was the leader of Mingwei, with a simple gesture, the originally muna city guards had lost consciousness.

A gust of wind blew by, leaving nothing behind, the only thing people could feel was the wind and dust kicked up from the ground.

"Master?" Xiu asked.

"Father?" Qian Yueche also agreed to ask, not only was the dust kicked up in the breeze, but there was also that faint smell: "Father, I am familiar with this smell."

"Oh?" Qian Yueshen raised his eyebrows, "Xiu, chase."

In a simple sentence, there is no need for careful cross-examination, Xiu and the two Ming guards have disappeared before his eyes.

"Che'er's opinion?" Qian Yue Shen took Qian Yue Che's hand and marched towards Hongye Village.

When the city guard at the gate regained consciousness, all the people had disappeared.

"Father, do you still remember what I said about saving that man on that reservoir that day?" Qian Yue Che let the man's big hand wrap his small hand, chatting.

"What Che'er means is that the man who was one step ahead of us just now is the man you were chasing that day, or the one who injured that man on the reservoir." Qian Yueshen asked, naturally understanding what Qian Yue Che meant.

"Well, Che'er thinks that there are not so many coincidences in the world. The man in blue in the inn, the mysterious man who followed to the reservoir, the man who hurt the man, and the man just now are all the same person, and..." Qian Yue Che looked up: "And this must have something to do with Fabiana City."

"Phibina City." Qian Yueshen followed Qian Yue Che's ending voice and pondered: "This capital city is very ancient, and everything recorded here is rarely mentioned in the history of the Man Luo Empire."

The ancient history of the Manluo Empire, although Qian Yueshen didn't know the basics, but he did know a thing or two.

"Was it changed on purpose?" Qian Yueche pondered.

"It's too old to find out." Qian Yueshen felt a little regretful, but the more unfounded the matter, the more interested he was to find out.

Entering Hongye Village, the first thing that catches the eye is a rice field and farmhouses. Qian Yueche thought that the so-called countryside is a different kind of golf course.

Entering the village entrance, the villagers looked at these strangers curiously, and some whispered with familiar people.

"Hello, is there a household with the surname Feng Luo here?" One of the guards behind Qianyue God stepped forward and asked politely.

The household with the surname of Feng Luo is just an excuse for them to avoid arousing the disgust of these villagers.

It turned out that I came to inquire about the news.

The tense and curious hearts of several villagers suddenly relaxed a lot, but then they looked at them inexplicably.

"In this village, I have never heard of a household with the surname Feng Luo. How many of them are...?" The middle-aged man was a little more courageous, and asked first.

After hearing this, Ming Wei thanked him slightly, stood aside, and Qian Yueshen stepped forward: "Is this big brother sure? It's really strange. Brother Feng Luo clearly said that he lives in Hongye Village. Could it be that I got the address wrong?"

Qian Yueshen immediately became uncertain, as if thinking carefully.

Father really knows how to put on a show, Qian Yueche secretly shook his head, but when it comes to acting, how could he ever lose to others.

Qian Yueche suddenly coughed without warning, using her inner breath secretly, her originally rosy face paled a lot.

"Che'er..." Qian Yueshen became nervous, and hurriedly protected him, her face full of worry.

"This young master is..." The woman next to him saw that he was an honest man, and seeing the pale face of Qian Yueche who was still a child, she immediately thought of her own child, and couldn't help showing concern.

"My son has been weak since he was a child, and he grew up from a medicine jar. If it weren't for my master's excellent medical skills, how could the young master grow up to such an age? This time I came to find friends, and I traveled a lot day and night. My body has reached its limit, so I can’t continue on my way.” This Ming Wei was also an actor, so he immediately matched up and said, “I don’t know if there is a place in this village for us to rest for a night. Money is not a problem.”

For the people in the village, if the other party is not a dangerous person, then money is undoubtedly the most attractive.

And here Mingwei is polite, Qianyueche is beautiful and delicate, and Qianyueshen is even more handsome. They are not bad guys, not to mention that they are dressed in high-quality clothes and have a carriage. They really look like friends who came to find friends .

"Daddy, Che'er is very hungry." Qianyue Che said coquettishly when she was pale.

Listening to the soft and weak voice of the child, such a lovely child naturally touched people's hearts even more, and the woman immediately showed her great maternal love.

"If you don't mind, you can..."

"Sister-in-law Gillian." Listening to the woman's words, the middle-aged man is still quite rational, "If the village chief knows..."

Seeing the embarrassment on the middle-aged man's face, the woman called A Jiao's wife remembered the recent situation in the village, and immediately became embarrassed.

"Village head?" Qian Yueshen raised his eyebrows and expressed doubts on his face: "What does this big brother mean?"

Knowing that middle-aged men are more sensible, Qian Yueshen turned his gaze to him. If he blindly looks at women, it may cause misunderstanding.

And this "big brother" also made the middle-aged man feel more respected.

"You guys don't know something," the middle-aged man couldn't help but sighed when he said this: "You are outsiders, so you don't know the situation in the village. Well, let the village chief decide everything."

Hongye Village is not small. The middle-aged man led Qianyue Shen, Qianyue Che, and two Ming guards around for a long time. The seemingly luxurious mansion in front of him was the village chief's home.

The middle-aged man knocked on the door to explain his purpose, and the servants welcomed them into the mansion.

A few people waited in the lobby, and after about a quarter of an hour, a man named the village head came out.

The village head is younger than everyone imagined, he looks middle-aged, with a benevolent face, he should be a talkative person, but from his shrewd eyes, it can be seen that he is not a simple person.

"I already understand the situation of the few of you, but there are some things that I don't understand." The village chief took the seat of honor, ordered the servants to serve tea, and went straight to the point when he opened his mouth.

"Village chief, please." Qian Yueche said politely.

Qian Yueche secretly thought that today should be the most polite day in his father's life.