After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

It's dusk in the woods, the sky is getting dark, and the fallen leaves are flying.

The breeze blew through the trees, making a rustling sound.

The birds in the forest return to their nests, and their calls gradually disappear, leaving only the nightingale's call from time to time.

Not far away, there is a vast and spectacular scene.

Abbot Tianfa rode his horse to Li Miaoyi's carriage, and his voice was indescribably low, "Miss Li, if the poor monk guessed correctly, His Royal Highness is in front, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Li Miaoyi opened the curtain, and the uniform army not far away stood out in the open space. The tents, horses, weapons, and equipment all showed the elite and might of the army.

Her heart suddenly jumped twice, she hadn't seen her for a long time...

"Let's go, we'll see you sooner or later." Li Miaoyi's voice was calm.

"It's not too late to regret now."

Abbot Tianfa's words were heard by Wu Xiu. He tilted his head and looked at the two of them in surprise. He didn't know what kind of riddle the two were playing, but he listened to it in his heart.

As soon as Li Miaoyi opened the carriage curtain, a pair of slender white hands were handed to her. She looked up and saw Song Yanxing wearing golden armor under the moonlight. His figure was tall and straight, and there was some joy in his calm eyebrows.

After hesitating for a while, Li Miaoyi finally put her hand on her, and Song Yanxing's face instantly flashed with joy, "Wanwan——"

This moan seemed to end his endless thoughts for the past few months.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Li Miaoyi nodded at him, "I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing these days?"

Her tone was calm, as if there was no interaction between the two of them. Song Yanxing's heart couldn't help but feel a thin layer of sweat on her palms the next moment.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a hint of indescribable joy, "No, the south wind knows what I want. It blows my dream to Xizhou. I miss someone."

Song Yanxing has never been like he is today, he looks like a gangster...

Li Miaoyi's cheeks turned slightly red and she took her hand out of Song Yanxing's hand, "Your Highness, please don't do this..."

"Meng Lang?" Song Yanxing answered.

Li Miaoyi turned around and realized that everyone had left. There were only the two of them here. She turned around and found that Abbot Tianfa was looking at this place with worries in his eyes.

She shook her head at Abbot Tianfa, indicating that she was fine.

Song Yanxing seemed to notice something and turned around to look. What he saw was the figure wearing a red cassock. He fell into deep thought.

Song Yanxing turned around and hugged Li Miaoyi tightly, feeling her breathing and his heartbeat beating wildly.

His fingers penetrated into her hair, gently stroking the silky hair.

"Wanwan, do you know how much I miss you?" After speaking, Song Yanxing's voice trembled slightly, "Wanwan, do you know how afraid I am that I can't find you."

Li Miaoyi said nothing and buried her head in his strong arms. The cold fragrance of his body filled her nose.

"Wanwan—" Song Yanxing's voice was choked with sobs, "Can you, can you not leave me in the future? Can I ask my father to grant you and me a marriage?"

There was silence for a long time, and just when Song Yanxing felt uneasy, Li Miaoyi nodded, "Okay."

Just this one word brought Song Yanxing thousands of kinds of joy. Once upon a time, this was something he had asked for thousands of times but could not get.

Song Yanxing let go of Li Miaoyi and looked down at her, his eyes full of love.

He hugged Li Miaoyi into his arms without hesitation, held her waist tightly with both hands, and began to spin around.

Li Miaoyi closed her eyes slightly, feeling the feeling of her body rotating slightly in the air. A faint smile appeared on her lips. Although her head felt slightly dizzy, her heart was filled with happiness.

After a long time, the two of them let go. Song Yanxing wanted to follow Li Miaoyi, but she pushed him away, "Okay, there are so many people here, be careful." "Okay." Song Yanxing felt aggrieved, as if he was like a Her ears drooped like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner, "Then remember to miss me."

Li Miaoyi suppressed her laughter and said, "I understand, my wise and mighty Crown Prince."

……

Early the next morning, everyone set off together, but Song Yanxing, who was supposed to be in the first place, shamelessly followed Li Miaoyi's carriage.

Li Miaoyi couldn't help but glance down. Song Yanxing hugged her tightly in his arms, as if she were some lost treasure.

Li Miaoyi smiled helplessly and wanted to push him away.

Song Yanxing held her face and kissed her gently. For a moment, Li Miaoyi was confused.

Li Miaoyi's fingers brushed Song Yanxing's neck, her fingers traced his delicate and fair skin, and she pressed against him gently.

Song Yanxing's breathing was extremely heavy, and there was an indescribable feeling in his eyes.

Song Yanxing reached out and hugged her waist tightly, deepening the kiss.

Their breathing was disordered. When they opened their eyes, they were filled with each other's figures.

After a long time, Song Yanxing slowly spoke.

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of seduction, "Wanwan, so sweet."

Li Miaoyi's face instantly turned red, she held her breath, and quickly kissed him on the cheek, "You too."

Song Yanxing suppressed a smile and put his head on her shoulder, "It's great. It's great to finally be with Wanwan forever."

"His Royal Highness—"

It was Xie Mingcang's voice. Li Miaoyi was startled by him. After all, the two of them had grown up together since childhood. They were so shameless. If they were exposed, Li Miaoyi didn't know what she would do.

She quickly pushed Song Yanxing away, and when she saw that he was still trying to get closer, she glared at him fiercely and warned in a low voice, "Be more honest."

Song Yanxing was not annoyed, with a doting smile on his face, "I understand."

"What's wrong?" His voice returned to its previous coldness, but he still held Li Miaoyi's hand in his hand, unwilling to let go.

"Taifu Jiang sent a letter to Wanwan, but it was delivered to me. I always felt that this letter should be sent to your highness."

Song Yanxing's expression suddenly became serious and he stretched out his hand outside the horse curtain. Xie Mingcang immediately handed him the letter in his hand.

In the carriage, Li Miaoyi's red lips were slightly swollen and gleaming with water. You could tell why at a glance. He looked a little downcast and left the place on horseback, his back looking depressed.

Abbot Tianfa watched all this not far away with a complicated expression.

Wu Xiu watched the movements of the two men and fell into deep thought.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Qi came over and patted him.

Wu Xiu was startled and almost fell off the carriage, "Look at him, him, and them."

"Who?" Xiao Qi looked at him as if he were a fool, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Idiots don't understand." After saying that, Wu Xiu drove the carriage and left.

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