Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 44
Chaoyang City gate, recently, there have been many carriages out of the city, most of them are students who are going to study.

On the side of the city gate, a golden luxury carriage was parked, four horses driving together, the body was made of mahogany, the curtains were made of tough silk, hung with golden bead curtains, the breeze blew through, making crisp music .

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a young man in brocade clothes came out. He was only sixteen years old, but he already had the bearing of a gentleman. In addition, he was handsome, tall and straight, with sharp eyes, and gradually he had the air of a king.

Dongfang Ziyan opened the curtains, looked from a distance, her cheeks were slightly red, and she fell in love secretly.

"Zi Yan!" A girl poked her head out of the golden carriage with a charming smile.

"Princess Six!" Dongfang Ziyan was pleasantly surprised, Princess Six is ​​the most beloved sister of His Highness the Third Highness.

"Call me by my name. We will be classmates from now on." Nangong Yu was only 12 years old, and she was petite. She went to Lance College with her brother when she was ten years old.

"Okay, I will call you Yu'er in the future." Dongfang Ziyan was naturally happy.

"Chen, it's time to set off." Dongfang Jingao said.

"Wait a minute." Nangong Chen looked in the direction of the city.

Dongfang Jingao looked into the city and saw a snow-silver carriage approaching. He recognized that it was Miss Luo's carriage.

The snow silver carriage came slowly and stopped beside the golden carriage.

Nan Gongchen jumped out of the carriage, and when he was about to lift the silver-white curtain, a soft and boneless hand protruded from the carriage, and gently pushed aside the curtain, the slender hand was as white and tender as ice and snow, as slender as green onions, Finally got a glimpse of her face.

Dongfang Ziyan was stunned, even though she had seen many beauties, she was also amazed by that face. The beauty she was always proud of was just a vulgar fan at the moment.

Slowly, she leaned out half of her body. She was dressed in a snow-colored brocade, with thick hair hanging down her shoulders. She had a delicate and delicate face, with green eyebrows like daisy, and slender eyelashes as light as cicada wings. Lightly flapping, the glazed brown eyes are clear and bright, and the water-colored lips are slightly curved.

This shallow smile, like a spring breeze blowing in this hot summer, like a drizzle moistening things, easily touched everyone's heartstrings.

(End of this chapter)