He Yiyue Golden Branches

Half a month later, Huarong's side was about to set off, the old prime minister held Wuxia's hand in front of the city gate, and said kindly, "Your Majesty, this time you go to see King Baohua, don't bother with court matters, The old minister will sit in Tianrong City and take care of it for the emperor."

"Then it's hard work, Prime Minister, and Prime Minister should take good care of you." Wu Xia said this sincerely. Over the years, Prime Minister has helped Wu Xia too much. In the past ten years, Wu Xia has never tried to be separated from Prime Minister for so many days. It is also very reluctance, just like the chick is leaving the hen.

"Your majesty, you have to be happy! Have fun with King Baohua. You don't need to think too much about some things, and the old minister will help you take care of them."

Wuxia looked at the old prime minister who was so kind to him. The old prime minister's hair was all white in his early sixties, and the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper every day. It must be because he was too concerned about the big and small things of his beauty. Maybe in the prime minister's eyes, Wuxia is forever Not big.Wuxia felt her nose itch, probably because she wanted to cry, and felt that she would always owe the Prime Minister.

The prime minister understood Wuxia's expression, lightly patted Wuxia's shoulder, and said, "Don't be afraid, I've asked Jing Cheng to accompany you to Huarong Palace, so that you won't be lonely along the way."

Turning around in a panic, Wuxia saw Jing Cheng riding a tall black horse waving to him, and couldn't help but feel his eyes go dark.When I left the city just now, I was driving in the same car as the Prime Minister, Wu Xia really didn't notice that the plague god was following beside him.But thinking about it carefully, Jing Cheng seems to be a bit of a petty official in the Ministry of Rites, how could he let go of this opportunity to bury Wuxia and travel around.

Wuxia rolled her eyes, didn't bother to look at Jing Cheng who was flattering him, and slipped into her own driving car.

"Your Majesty, please don't be aggressive, or you will frighten King Baohua." Seeing that he was about to arrive at the Huarong Palace, Jing Cheng, a poor man, rubbed against Wuxia's imperial driver again, holding a big fan and madly facing him. Flawless fans, scattered fire for flawless.

"Of course, I'm not a bad-tempered person." Wuxia said with her head held high, as if she had forgotten that he had just finished roaring at Jing Cheng Hedong Lion.

"That's right, the emperor has never had a bad temper every day!" Jing Cheng, who was talking ironically, almost rolled his eyes.

Knowing that Jing Cheng was mocking him again, Wuxia jumped up and patted the back of Jing Cheng's head with one hand, then pointed to the tip of Jing Cheng's nose and said, "Hmph, now you have hair and wings, you know how to fly! Do you want to die!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" Jing Cheng immediately turned into a turtle shape, holding his head in his hands and curling up into a ball.Suddenly Jing Cheng thought of something, raised his head and said to Wu Xia, "Your Majesty, let me tell you, you need a strategy to deal with an uncertain child like King Baohua, you can't treat him well every day!"

Jing Cheng just couldn't see that Wuxia was kind to others, so he dug a hole for King Baohua.

"Let me tell you, I, Hua Wuxia, will definitely trick him!" Wuxia brushed his hair, with a confident expression on his face, as if he was going to tame a beast.

There is a white jade bridge on the moat outside Huarong Palace, Qian Mingjue is standing on the bridge, seeing Huarong's convoy slowly approaching this way along the mountain road, Mingjue is so excited that Ha Lazi has come out, just a pass on the bridge Sibling dance.

Seeing that Ming Jue was about to lose control of what to send, Nan Jia at the side immediately whispered in Ming Jue's ear: "Your Majesty, calm down, calm down!" After hearing this, Ming Jue restrained himself a little.

The flawless Yujia stopped in front of the palace, the gorgeous curtain was raised, a white and slender hand stretched out, and the eunuch at the side immediately supported it respectfully.Wuxia came down with her clothes on her hem, raised her eyes and gave Baohua Wang on the bridge a faint smile, like the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in summer, refreshing.

Ming Jue suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and his eyes were wide open.Wuxia really looks better than before, everything looks like a painting, with a different charm.Ming Jue felt his heart beating faster than the groom who was welcoming the bride, and as Wu Xia appeared in front of him, he suddenly understood a word in an ancient book called Wannian at a Glance.

Wuxia is also observing Mingjue, this person looked like bean sprouts when he was a child, but he has become so handsome now, although his facial features are not beautiful, they are comfortable and agile, and he looks quite pleasing to the eye.What I hate the most is his height, Wuxia pretends not to be short, but this King of Baohua is half a head taller than him by visual inspection, hehe!

Mingjue sees that Wuxia is wearing fiery red clothes today, the clothes are much more complicated than usual, layer after layer, inlaid with precious stones and pearls, and embroidered with golden thread a clever dragon, it is so noble and shows Wuxia's beauty .

Wuxia put her hands gracefully on her stomach, and walked up the bridge step by step, her eyebrows rippling like spring water.Ming Jue was wearing a blue dress, simple yet gorgeous, standing on the highest point of the bridge, his eyes were full of star-like smiles, and he looked eagerly at Wu Xia coming over.This picture is so beautiful that people dare not look at it, and it always makes people want to be crooked. This is clearly a wedding ceremony!

However, life is beautiful for only three seconds, Mingjue suddenly feels that Jiji is out of control, and runs towards Wuxia with open arms.

"Huahua!" Someone lost his mind and called Wuxia's nickname in front of hundreds of people.

Watching Mingjue madly dancing towards Mingjue with a petrified look, she was so frightened that she wanted to find a hole to hide.Ming Jue's face was magnified several times in front of Wu Xia in a few seconds, and finally the face was too big to be bigger, and then Wu Xia fell into a generous embrace.

The Huarong guards on the side were all so nervous that they drew their knives halfway, and because of Qian Mingjue's identity, they could only freeze there. This was the first time their king had been touched like this. How could this Qian Mingjue take advantage of it? So natural?

Wuxia felt that the veins on his forehead were about to burst, he kept persuading himself not to be aggressive, Qian Mingjue was still young, so he couldn't scare him all at once!

So Wuxia's face still looked very peaceful, but the smile on his face became more and more creepy.When Mingjue reluctantly let go of the hand on his waist, he smiled flawlessly with his eyes crescent-shaped, and said sweetly, "Long time no see, Duoduo!"

Hahaha, King Baohua's nickname is so interesting, it is called together with his surname, that is: Qian Duoduo!This name is really wonderful, and it conveys Baohua Wang's greatest strength in a concise and concise manner, which is a lot of money.

Originally, Wuxia had a vengeful mentality to reveal Mingjue's vulgar nickname in front of everyone, and Mingjue would be ashamed to follow him.How do you know that Mingjue doesn't care about being called by this nickname at all, but instead feels that the relationship between himself and Wuxia seems to be closer than he imagined, and he is as excited as if he was hit on the head by a golden cake.

Jing Cheng looked at Wu Xia from a distance and smiled calmly, as if everything should happen like this, while King Bao Hua jumped up and down to meet Wu Xia.Jing Cheng looked at King Baohua sympathetically: Hey, this child doesn't know that he has fallen into the clutches of the most terrifying person in the world. The sky is falling apart, why are you so reluctant to get into someone's pomegranate skirt, you will be killed!

But it is also doomed that our Comrade Qian Mingjue will have a painful and happy life.

"This king has come three days later than King Baohua, and I really feel sorry for having King Baohua come out to meet him in person!" Wuxia sat by the desk, neatly made a cup of tea for Mingjue, and delivered it to Mingjue in front of you.

Hehe, it's also fortunate that Qian Mingjue is so good-looking that he can catch Wuxia's eyes. If Wuxia hadn't exploded on the spot on the white jade bridge just now, he doesn't care what kind of emperor he is.

Qian Mingjue was about to kneel down to take this cup of tea, how could there be such a beautiful person in the world, who was so beautiful and radiant, and who was so tender to others, Qian Mingjue felt that he was not worthy of Wuxia at all.What to do, he has to work hard, he can no longer be a rice bug, and let Wuxia see his majestic side!

"King Huarong is too polite. It is a great honor to meet King Huarong in person!" Qian Mingjue didn't want to say these things, but he was afraid that Wuxia would treat him as an uneducated person if he didn't. He is really uneducated.

"Haha, King Baohua is too modest, and Huarong has relied on your support all these years to get to where she is today!"

"Hua Rong defended the enemy army for Baohua, it's too late for this king to be grateful, I'm the one who relied on King Huarong!" Although Ming Jue felt itchy in his heart, since Wu Xia didn't speak human words, he couldn't say anything. To put it bluntly, I have been doing Tai Chi here all the time.

Wuxia was still very patient with a boy like Taolu who was two months younger than him, and said: "We can count as supporting each other like this! By the way, this king likes your poems very much."

This sentence was said lightly, but it directly exploded in Ming Jue's mind. Since Wu Xia likes his poems, does that mean Wu Xia accepted his confession?Happiness comes so suddenly, Ming Jue feels that he has gone to heaven.

"You like my poems, I will write them for you every day from now on!"

Mingjue happily puts his face closer to Wuxia, but he can't tell whether Wuxia is happy or angry from Wuxia's face, and Wuxia just gives a faint "hmm" in the end.Mingjue is suddenly terrified of Wuxia, he is worried about gains and losses.

There are many flower petals made of gorgeous fabrics on the flawless shoulders, and a translucent white neck protrudes from the middle. His expression has always been calm, and he has an undoubted majesty.Flawless is still as beautiful as a flower on the other side, swaying too much beauty but separated from you by a water, so that you can't touch it even if you stretch out your hands.Ming Jue gradually feels a bit lost, if there is a way to make Wu Xia lively, he is willing to do anything.

"Wuxia, what do you want? This king will order people to bring them all."

"As long as King Baohua gives it to the lonely king, the lonely king will like it." Wuxia's face is still calm, but a pair of eyes are looking at Mingjue's face, and the eyes are full of Mingjue.God knows that Wuxia said so sincerely, many of his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys these years were brought by Ming Jue's gifts, although most of Ming Jue's gifts would make him go crazy and cover his face!

"No, I want to know what Wu Xia wants most?" Ming Jue still asked relentlessly.

"The lonely king wants this world."

Mingjue suddenly became quiet, even the air was still, and he was suddenly wronged like a child.Qian Mingjue has everything, but he never thought of getting this world, he didn't know how to get it, let alone why he wanted it, so he was frightened by Wu Xia.

But what Wuxia said was extremely serious, making Ming Jue's heart feel cold.

After finally staying up until dinner time, Mingjue thought that Wuxia would still be as serious as before, but the reality once again proved that he was still too naive, and now he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Hua Wuxia.

Jing Cheng, who was at the side, understood very well. After Wu Xia had endured for a whole afternoon, Wu Xia finally couldn't control the prehistoric power in his body, and he was fine!

The author has something to say:

I always worry about gain and loss when I write here, I'm afraid you don't like it, but looking at the current data, it seems that no one really reads it. It seems that my writing is still relatively lacking. I hope it will be better as I write.