Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 302 Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife

Instead, he hugged her knees, and his back was slightly bent.

This posture is exactly the same as Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back, Han Zhiyu burst into laughter with unbearable joy.

"Are you tired of carrying me like this?" When she asked, she still hugged his neck tightly, for fear that she would accidentally fall off his back.

Ying Yu turned his head to look at her: "Not tired, you are very light."

But I don't know why, but he seems to have carried all the good things in the world.

"Then I'm not going to be polite, thank you for your hard work." Han Zhiyu lay on his back, so she was free to look at the scenery.

At their height, they seem to be able to touch the clouds outside, and everything outside seems extraordinarily small.

Looking at the other side, the vegetation is also withered a lot, not as lush and green as described in the book.

Han Zhiyu silently turned her head to the outside again, watching the wind blow away the clouds and gather them again.

I didn't expect that a tall and well-proportioned person like the emperor could have such a sense of security on his shoulders.

Life is precious, love is higher.If it is free, both can be thrown away.

If he wasn't the emperor, and there was someone so handsome and kind to her, she might really have fallen.

Accompanied by his rhythmic parts and the breeze blowing, Han Zhiyu's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Zhiyu?" Ying Yu had been talking to her all the time, but now that she heard her light breathing, he realized that she had fallen asleep.

He smiled and continued to walk forward, but he was more careful with each step.

It would be great if this road never ends.

But no matter how long the road is, there will always be an end.

Ying Yu carried her all the way to the mountain gate before calling out, "Zhiyu, wake up?"

"Well, have you arrived yet?" Han Zhiyu opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Ningdu Temple written on it, and there was a group of people guarding the door.

She suddenly felt a little embarrassed to come down, but it turned out that he carried his back very well, and he didn't even move a muscle.

She was a little helpless, and quickly whispered: "Let me down, so many people are watching."

"They're all on our own, so don't feel embarrassed." Ying Yu comforted her with a light smile, but put her down obediently.

His little queen has a very thin skin on the back, if she doesn't let go, she will definitely be annoyed.

Han Zhiyu straightened her clothes before entering the temple with the emperor.

The guards outside looked at each other in blank dismay. Everyone was professional and wouldn't gossip unless they couldn't help it.

His Majesty just went up the mountain with a lady on his back, and there was a sense of pampering and joy.

Everyone in the world says that men shouldn't be obsessed with their children's affection, but wouldn't it be better for His Majesty to take care of both the country and his wife?

Naturally, the two of them didn't know what the people outside were thinking. Han Zhiyu was still obsessed with clocking in the famous scenes in the book, and at the moment the whole person was excitedly looking left and right.

But Nuoda's temple looks clean but silent, with no pilgrims or monks.

Han Zhiyu suddenly remembered that there had been a tragedy in this temple, only the abbot was alive, and all the others were unfortunately killed.

"Sir!" Just when she was feeling a little sad, someone shouted in the distance.

Looking for the reputation, I saw Gongyixuan and his party calling.

A few young people stood there waving in their clothes, looking full of vigor, as if the whole temple was alive because of them.

Ying Yu snorted coldly when he saw this, knowing how to hook up with his little queen by being indiscreet one by one.

In fact, he wronged people. They just worship talented people more, and dare not have any thoughts about married women.

(End of this chapter)