After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 42 Su: Yan Yunxiao?Tyrant: Hmm.

Withdrawing his hand, he saw that Su Jiu'er seemed to be really asleep.

So he also lay down on his side and looked at Su Jiu'er's face with his head propped up, his brows were slightly stretched, his red lips were slightly parted, his whole face was not stunningly beautiful, but there was an indescribable serenity and serenity.

At such a close distance, he smelled the fragrance of a young girl that he had smelled on Su Jiu'er when he woke up in Fuyang Palace that morning.

Thrilling.

The last candle on the candlestick was also suddenly extinguished while jumping, and the room instantly became dark.

Yan Yunxiao closed the curtain, lifted Su Jiu'er's quilt, and got in.

He stretched out his hand again and imprisoned Su Jiu'er in his arms.

A good night's dream.

Yan Yunxiao woke up at Zhengyin hour.

The sky was still gray, and Su Jiu'er was sleeping very sweetly with her head in his arms.

Yan Yunxiao couldn't help being in a daze for a while.

On weekdays, when he wakes up alone, there is always a cool breath enveloping him.

And the warmth in my arms right now is so real.

He couldn't help stretching out a finger to shave Su Jiu'er's face, Su Jiuer only scratched his face, and went back to sleep.

It's an extremely relaxed state.

The corners of Yan Yunxiao's lips rose slightly, and he was in a good mood.

He got up and went to bed, took another look at Su Jiu'er, then tucked the quilt up for her, and went to wash and change clothes.

There were already maids waiting outside the hall, Zhao Shun stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty's palaces are all ready, and we can start our journey after breakfast."

Yan Yunxiao nodded slightly and left, only saying a word to the little maid at the gate of the hall.

"There's no need to wake her up."

Several court ladies should be, glanced at each other, and then looked into the hall together.

Who is the "she" His Majesty mentioned?

The breakfast left was just a casual meal, the sky was still hazy, and there was already a large group of people standing in the dark at the gate of the palace. At first glance, the scene was very spectacular.

Apart from Shen Yu and Qi Meiren who were going to accompany them, the masters of other palaces were also coming to see them off.

Qingzhi waited all night in Fuyang Palace last night, and finally fell asleep when he couldn't bear it anymore, but who knew that Su Jiuer didn't come back when he woke up, which made him very anxious.

In the crowd, she was anxiously looking for Father Zhaoshun.

Didn't you say you were fine last night?Where is her master?
Yan Yunxiao was surrounded by a group of people and boarded the carriage, Qing Zhi hurriedly walked up to Zhao Shun's father-in-law and bowed, before saying anything, Zhao Shun said, "Go to Yinhua Palace and wait for your master."

Speaking of which, Shen Yu, Qi Meiren and the accompanying people also boarded their carriage.

Qi Wang Yan Yunting also brought his two side concubines with him. Only the third prince Yan Yunlin was still young and had no concubines. He only brought an aunt in her 30s with her.

There were a total of twelve carriages in this group, and they drove away in the hazy sky like this.

Qing Zhi heard the news about Zhao Shun's father-in-law, so he immediately came to wait at the gate of Yinhua Hall.

The team going to Tailing Temple had gone for about two quarters of an hour before Qingzhi saw His Majesty appearing in front of Yinhua Hall again.

She couldn't help being startled, and rubbed her eyes, is she still awake?Why is His Majesty here? She watched His Majesty get into the carriage with her own eyes, and the carriage also left the palace gate!

Although he didn't dare to look directly at Longyan, at the moment Yan Yunxiao approached, Qing Zhi still knelt down to salute like other court ladies.

Such a tall and strong figure, with a predatory aura, is indeed their Majesty.

Yan Yunxiao walked quickly, Zhao Shun trotted behind, and Yan Yunxiao had already stepped into the bedroom.

Zhao Shun panted and said to Qing Zhi, "Stop kneeling, go and pack some daily luggage, and hurry to the gate of the palace."

"what?"

Before Qing Zhi could react, Zhao Shun gave her a push.

"Go!"

Su Jiu'er was still sleeping soundly in the dormitory, Yan Yunxiao pulled back the curtain and saw her curled up on the bed, she felt like a tiny one.

He bent down and picked up Su Jiu'er, and then pulled his black windshield shawl around Su Jiu'er, wrapping her very tightly.

Su Jiu'er murmured vaguely, "Yan Yunxiao?"

Yan Yunxiao, "Yes."

Then there was no conversation, Yan Yunxiao just hugged her like this, striding towards the gate of the palace.

The maids who saw this scene all looked at each other and smiled, it turned out that the person in Yinhua Palace was Concubine Su.

Qingzhi went back to Fuyang Palace to pack a few changes of clothes, saw a blue cloth bag on top of the box, thought it was Su Jiuer's usual one, stuffed it inside the salute, and hurried to the palace gate.

I happened to see His Majesty holding his master in his arms and striding into the carriage.
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Only Yan Yunxiao's carriage turned back in the team.

The rest of the carriages slowed down and continued on.

Qi Meiren opened the curtain to see Yan Yunxiao's carriage turned back, she couldn't help wondering, "How did His Majesty's carriage go back, but what was left behind?"

Everyone was discussing, what important thing was left behind, and they had to go back and get it by themselves?
Shen Yu opened the curtain and looked back, his eyes fell on King Qi Yan Yunting's carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, he seemed to be in a good mood. After a while, he heard the sound of horseshoes beside the carriage. He glanced at the guard Wushuang, covered his face with a folding fan, and said, "You're back?"

Wushuang leaned over and said to him, "I'm back, I'll catch up with the team soon."

"I heard that I went back to the palace and carried a woman into the car."

Yan Yunting raised his brows for a moment, smiled softly, and said meaningfully, "When did my elder brother become so obsessed with beauty, I didn't know."

Even Shen Yu couldn't touch his heartstrings, what kind of stunning appearance could make Yan Yunxiao treat him like this?
"who is it?"

He was a little curious.

"It's that Su Tai Su Concubine."

Rumors arose earlier that he was used to calling Concubine Su, and the title did not change for a while.

"Oh?"

Yan Yunting seemed a little surprised.

He thought that his elder brother was just playing for fun, and he put it away after a few days in the harem. He never thought that this enchanting concubine who was impeached by the courtiers, did not become a hot potato for him, but was tightly held by him in his arms.

He covered his face with a fan and smiled, his voice was clear and magnetic, with an artificial elegance.

What kind of appearance this concubine Su had, he wanted to see it this time.

There is no wild flower fragrance in house flowers, let alone his elder brother's beloved.

Exciting to think about.

His eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Yan Yunxiao's, but they don't have Yan Yunxiao's stern aura, on the contrary they are a kind of gentle and gentle. When he smiles, his eyes bend, like a cunning fox.

Only then did the sky begin to turn pale, Yan Yunxiao's carriage rushed back to the team, Qingzhi and Zhaoshun were exhausted following behind.

Yan Yunlin saw Qingzhi, poked his head out of the window and said, "Sister Qingzhi, where is Sister Su? Isn't it impossible to say?"

Saying that, let Qingzhi get into his carriage.

On Yan Yunxiao's side, Su Jiu'er woke up groggy amidst the swaying and jolting.

She was lying in Yan Yunxiao's arms, her eyes were still a little hazy when she opened her eyes, just in time to see Yan Yunxiao's delicate jaw.

She subconsciously narrowed her eyes, wondering herself for a while.

Last night I dreamed that I drew a Yan Yunxiao's SSR card.

She hugged his thin and narrow waist all night...

what

……

No, it doesn't seem to be a dream!

She sat up immediately.

(End of this chapter)