Chapter 274: A Small World Through Books (15)
"Yes!" Mr. Gui quickly responded.
Arranging things quickly, the old bustard put on a pale face, smiled at the guards and welcomed them into the red building.
The guards patrolling the city were also quite frightened, they entered the red building, and immediately found a familiar girl, trying to suppress the shock with tenderness.
Of course, the bustard waived these fees for them.
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At this moment, in the streets of the capital, a tall and handsome horse galloped in the streets and alleys of the bluestone.
At night, although people can go out, they are not allowed to go anywhere except to the Qinhuai River.
So under the cold moonlight, the sound of horseshoes is very clear.
Qin Yunchuan brought Xia Ling back to the palace.
After getting off the horse, he carried the girl down.
The Prince Qin's Mansion under the moonlight looked a little cold and majestic, and it didn't seem too dark at night.
But when he got off the horse, Xia Ling's legs "softened" for a moment, and he fell to the side. Fortunately, Qin Yunchuan was next to him, and she grabbed Qin Yunchuan's arm.
"Be careful." Qin Yunchuan stood still, quietly waiting for Xia Ling to stabilize.
Xia Ling stood firm and looked up at the man beside him.
"Thank you."
Her voice was soft, especially cold under the moonlight.
And that small face, in the moonlight, has a pair of almond eyes that are like obsidian, especially touching.
Qin Yunchuan's eyes darkened, and he said again: "It's okay, you stand still, I'll tie up the horse, and then I'll take you to resettle."
Xia Ling nodded slightly.
Here, Qin Yunchuan led the horse, went to the stable to tie the horse, fed the horse grass, and added water.
His figure was tall, and in the dark, he did these chores in an orderly manner.
From his skillful movements, Xia Ling could tell that he loved the horse very much, so he probably did the feeding of the horse himself before.
Xia Ling thought for a while and asked, "Qin Lang, is this chasing the wind?"
The tall figure paused in the stable.
Qin Yunchuan: "Do you know it?"
He was in the dark, but by feeling, Xia Ling felt that Qin Yunchuan was looking at her.
"Yeah." With a smile on his lips, Xia Ling nodded, "When you came to see me for the last time, you rode it."
"It is your most beloved horse, and it has been with you through life and death, how could I not recognize it?"
"En." Qin Yunchuan responded, picked up the mane comb, and began to comb Zhuifeng's mane.
After waiting for a while, he said again:
"Zhuifeng is getting older, and he won't be with me for long, so I like to come and see it when I have nothing to do."
As Qin Yunchuan said, he habitually looked at the girl.
The girl stood under the moonlight, and she looked at him with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
He looked carefully, but he couldn't see it clearly, but if he didn't distinguish, wearing a jade white dress, she looked like a fairy who descended from the Guanghan Palace at first glance.
Lin Qinghe... is really beautiful!
Qin Yunchuan is not a womanizer, but the feeling of beauty is still there.
The appearance of that gentle and virtuous official daughter back then, what remained in his heart was only the sad sound of the piano.
But now, she has become an official, and the appearance of a young girl is extremely beautiful, and even the enthusiasm bursts out from the coldness, which is unforgettable at first sight.
The bottom of his eyes shrank sharply, and Qin Yunchuan calmly looked away again.
Here, the girl's cool voice sounded again in the darkness.
"Qin Lang, you are still the same as before, which is great. But I am not the same as before."
With a smile on his lips, Xia Ling said softly:
"Even if I get back the deed of selling my life, the brand of being an official will be with me for the rest of my life. You are the prince of the Great Qin Kingdom, and you are in charge of the military power of thousands of troops. You can't ruin your life's reputation on me, a prostitute. .”
Caressing Zhuifeng, Qin Yunchuan's eyes were dark, and he said lightly.
"No problem."
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