Charm of a Thousand Moons

boom……

When a dry vase in the imperial study room was spilled on the ground, everyone knew that Qianyue God was really angry.

There was no news of Qian Yueche for half a month, a whole half a month, every road leading from the imperial capital to Qi County was strictly guarded, but Qian Yueche was never seen.

At this moment, God Qianyue knew that his precious son was angry.

"Your Majesty?" When Qian Yue Shen was angry, only Nuo Jie dared to speak out.

Glancing at Nuojie with angry eyes, Qian Yueshen's eyes were already stained red, ready to explode.

"Report..." Outside the imperial study, a notification sounded, "Your Majesty, Qi County is in a hurry." The guard said at the door, the word Qi County miraculously suppressed the anger that had just arisen in the man.

The word "biography" was spit out, and the domineering figure sat back on the dragon chair, but the lingering cold breath had not dissipated yet.

The guards who came in were soldiers from Qi County, the only vassal state of the Manro Empire. If the country is to be unified, the vassal king must be cut down, but the Steller family, where Qian Yueche's mother and concubine belonged, is the only exception.

Therefore, as the patriarch of Steller, the vassal king of the vassal state, he has his own army and his own people. This is the only regret left by the ancestors of the Qianyue family back then, and there is no way to do it.

"Your Majesty, Qi County is in a hurry. There are about [-] troops and horses heading south. It is said..." The soldiers were a little embarrassed.

"Not guilty, say." Qian Yueshen grasped the golden tablecloth on the desk tightly, as if something was within his expectation.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers in front report back. The general who is leading the team... the general who is leading the team is His Highness the Sixth Highness." The soldier simply closed his eyes and just waited and waited. Fair enough, he didn't see his head separate from his body. .

Looking up, he saw the corner of the Emperor's lips smiling.

The soldiers were a little dumbfounded. The emperor's handsome face was carved like a knife, he was dressed in a black dragon robe, and his lazy posture revealed luxury, especially the faint smile on the emperor's lips, which was so gentle.

Qian Yueshen's tightly gripped hands gradually loosened, Che'er... Is this your angry protest, or proof that you love me?

"Chuan, the royal driver is here in person." With a heavy heart, the deep voice uttered again with a high and majestic majesty.

"Follow the order." Nuo Jie led a group of people to retreat.

Half a month ago, that is, the third day after Qian Yueche disappeared, Qian Yueche's originally tense heart finally relaxed a lot after leaving the imperial capital.

"Master." The carriage stopped at the entrance to the city, Mandala Road.

"What's the matter?" The voice in the carriage was lazy and light, with a feeling of repelling people thousands of miles away.

"There seems to be something going on in front of the city gate," Mandala said.

oh?Qian Yueche raised her eyebrows and opened the door curtain, only to see the guards at the city gate holding portraits in their hands and inspecting them one by one. Father, can you not bear it anymore?

"Withdraw, come back at midnight." Qian Yueche re-sit in the carriage and said leisurely.

After midnight, the city gate was closed, and the high walls couldn't stop Qian Yueche's footsteps at all. The guards guarding the city wall only felt a gust of breeze blowing by. Damn it.

However, when the guard opened his eyes again and tried to see clearly, the white gauze had already drifted away, but there was no shadow of half a person. The guard trembled and his whole body was cold. The next day the guard had a case and claimed to have seen a ghost.

However, who would believe it?

After passing through the city gate, the midnight in the city was bleak and full of moonlight, making people feel a lot more lonely. Qian Yueche couldn't be happier, after only three days of separation, he actually began to miss that man.

Royal father, this time, it messed up the imperial capital and messed up your heart?

dong dong dong...

The inn has already rested, but the knock on the door with a certain amount of internal energy was very regular, and it sounded in every room. The waiter was lazy on the bed for a while, thinking to himself, who is so ignorant in the middle of the night, and still let people sleep.

But, obviously, he was disappointed, the person who knocked on the door was more patient than him.

If you don’t open the door, you’ll be fired tomorrow. Everyone knows that the boss is a snob, but helplessly, the waiter went downstairs with a livid face, and opened the door of the inn. The waiter was ready to curse, but he couldn’t close his mouth. Can't make a sound either.

Because the young man's cold and handsome face was expressionless, Mandala was not annoyed when he saw the silly expression of the waiter who came to open the door, and his figure moved sideways: "Master, please."

The waiter's mouth opened even wider, leaving saliva. Of course, the saliva was not due to seeing Qian Yueche's peerless face, but because he hadn't closed his mouth for a long time, and the saliva flooded out.

"Guest...guest, please come inside." The anger in his stomach disappeared immediately, and he was always in a good mood when he saw beautiful things, not to mention that he didn't have the courage to scold.

Qian Yueche remained silent, and Mandala took out a string of copper coins: "My master has to take a bath first, and prepare hot water. Remember to clean it, and I will reward you with more money."

The money was just a lot, the guard estimated that it was enough for him to receive a month's salary, and he was very happy. The waiter felt that he was a lucky star today, and led Qian Yueche into the upper room, which was naturally the best room.

The waiter moved into the stove, and then went to prepare hot water. Halfway through, he couldn't help but look at Qian Yueche a few more times. He was really an elf-like figure, and it was difficult to distinguish male and female for a while.

When the waiter came to the turning point, he felt a headache, and saw the boss in a coat waiting at the door.

"Boss," the waiter called out, sighing inwardly.

"Bring it." The boss with a big belly is a woman, and she seems to be 8 months pregnant. Even so, the boss looks very energetic, with her left hand propped on her waist and her right hand spread out.

The waiter reluctantly handed over the steel plate rewarded by the mandala to the proprietress. The proprietress felt the weight and walked into the room quite satisfied. The waiter looked at the proprietress with a dejected expression and turned around. The waiter showed a wicked smile and touched his chest. The copper coin has been split in two by the waiter.

Hmph, I want to covet his money, but there is no door, the waiter is humming a little song to prepare hot water.

……

In the room, the waiter felt his legs trembling, as if he couldn't stand still, hot water was poured into the tub, and the elf-like figure took off the white gauze, under which was the boy's body.

There were still some faint hickey marks on his fair skin. The waiter felt a sensation in his lower body, and his legs were much closer. There were many guests in the inn. He would not fail to understand that the hickey marks on the boy's body represented What.

It's just that I never thought that such a brisk high school boy would be...

No, no, the waiter shook his head, thinking, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.

Suddenly, a blurred area appeared in front of my eyes. When the waiter looked carefully, I realized that there was a thin layer of ice in front of me. The waiter touched his neck, so... so scary.

"Get out." There was an irresistible majesty in the cold voice, even if it was very soft, it could not be ignored.

The waiter changed his mind, this boy is definitely not that kind of person.

next day

The waiter was busy taking care of other guests, watching the boy come down from the stairs, his long black hair fluttering around his waist, his face was covered with a veil.

It's a pity for that ingenious face.

"Guest, what do you need?" The waiter greeted him quickly with a smile on his face.

"Here is the next town, is there a shortcut or a path?" It was Mandala who spoke, although the waiter had a strange smile on his face, but fortunately that smile was not sloppy, otherwise, his sword would have been wiped out long ago. on the waiter's neck.

"Yes, yes, the guest wants to hurry?" the waiter casually interrupted, but seeing Qian Yueche's exposed eyes flashed a cold light, remembering the thin layer of ice last night, the waiter hurriedly and obediently told the route.

After Qian Yueche left with the mandala, the belated waiter suddenly remembered something. This young man seemed very familiar, as if he had been there before.

Shaking his head, the waiter felt that he was a little abnormal. Hearing a guest calling him, the waiter hurried over. On the way, the waiter suddenly remembered something. He knew where he had seen that boy.

Isn't it the gate of the city, the portrait in the hands of the chief guard?

It is said... It is said that it is the little highness who left home---Qian Yueche.

It's over, the waiter hurriedly got rid of the things in his mind, the boy was covered with a veil just now, probably because he didn't want people to recognize his face, could it be... Could it be that he is really His Highness?

After leaving the inn, Qian Yueche finally couldn't help laughing: "Dancheng, isn't that waiter very funny?"

In the eyes of the master, teasing is equal to being stupid, and Mandala understands this truth very well.

"Yes, master and slave."