God is not tempted [Quick Transmigration]

After Qingcan got into the carriage, he also passed the secret letter in Nie Heng's hand to the people behind him. This secret letter would be delivered to the Imperial Palace in Kyoto several times faster than their speed.

Until it was delivered to the current emperor without any mistakes.

Nie Heng looked at Qingcan's carriage, hesitated for a while, then turned around and straddled the Maxima beside him, his movements were sassy with a hint of murderous aura, and when he stabilized on the horse, he was a handsome young man again.

"General Pei, farewell!"

After uttering these words in a clear and warm voice, Nie Heng swung his whip vigorously, and the long team led by him moved like a river with the horses' strides, and gradually flowed into the distance.

General Pei stood there and watched them leave with a sad face.

The confidants around him are always paying attention to their general, afraid that he will not be able to stand still if he has not recovered.

General Pei waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

With long eyes, he watched the long team disappear from his sight.

It was as if he and his wife were full of curiosity when they first saw that baby who was neither crying nor fussing.

Time really flies like a white horse, in the blink of an eye.

Qingcan closed her eyes and leaned on the soft cushions on the carriage to rest her mind. The outside of the carriage did not look special, it was just an ordinary carriage.But the interior layout can be called extravagant, the tassels used for decoration on the cushioned window behind the cloth for the footrest, etc., no matter where the materials are, they are all priceless on the market.

Small decorations, hidden drawers, and lit incense.

The person who arranged the carriage was meticulous enough to not let Qingyan feel any discomfort.

Under such circumstances, Qingyan simply emptied her mind and let the drowsiness flood her.

Nie Heng led a section of the road ahead, distracted, clenched the whip tightly and then lost direction, handed over the leading position to Guan Yong, and trotted to the middle of the team with a cloud of dust raised by the horse's hooves. Beside the carriage.

After Nie Heng kept the horse at the same speed as the carriage for a while, he didn't hear any sound from inside.After pondering for a while, he hesitantly stretched out his hand and opened the hanging curtain, revealing a corner to look into the carriage.

Qing Can in the carriage quietly closed her eyes and slept soundly, her eyelids lightly closed and her long eyelashes drooped slightly, tightly covering those beautiful eyes, leaving only neat arc shadows falling on Bai Jiu's delicate face.

The feeling of coldness mixed with the beauty of being quiet, directly hit the sneaky Nie Heng's heart.

He put down the car curtain he raised in a panic, straightened his back, and looked like he was concentrating on his journey. Unfortunately, his eyes drifted a little, but they never converged.

The people in the car fell asleep, and the people outside the car read.

half a month later.

Every step in the palace was carried out step by step, as if it was no different from the past.

The emperor's wind and cold still showed no signs of improvement, and both inside and outside the palace were used to it, but occasionally he wondered that the emperor's wind and cold seemed to have been going on for a long time this time, and the cough has not slowed down until now.

In the imperial study room that day, the emperor was correcting the memorial with a sullen face, and Ji Huai was kneeling and dejected below him.

The emperor saw that Ji Huai had no remorse, the breath in his heart was stuck in his chest and he couldn't swallow it, even the itching in his throat became heavier, so he couldn't help coughing.

After coughing, it was as if he had opened his head, and he couldn't suppress the body's reaction at all, and the violent coughing sounded one after another.

Ji Huai, who was called introspection below but was perfunctory, was taken aback by the emperor's reaction.

Is the wind chill that serious?

Without waiting for him to think deeply, the emperor waved his hand angrily.

Ji Huai, who had been in trouble for many years, naturally understood that this meant forgetting him and telling him to leave quickly, and couldn't help but beam with joy: "Father is well, and my son will retire."

The emperor supported his dizzy head, and put down the vermilion pen in his hand after feeling a little more awake.

Just at this moment, there was a light knocking and pecking sound.

The emperor's eyes were sharp instantly, he stood up and walked to the window.

A secret letter lay quietly outside the window.

The letter paper seal above is the famous Hengwang private seal.

The emperor took it with a frown, not knowing whether the letter from King Heng, who had always been too lazy to confront him, wanted to do something or to urge something.

Ji Huai's coronation ceremony will be two months later.

That day was also the day when he canonized the crown prince. Although to Nie Heng he was just a crown prince in name only, it was not a day when he could make trouble at will.

The emperor was full of speculation, and returned to the front and back of the desk, staring at Mi Xin with depressing eyes.

After sighing, he opened the secret letter.

There are only a few simple lines of writing on it, the style of writing is wild, and it is somewhat scribbled.

After seeing the above content clearly, the emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had been greatly frightened.

His face flushed abnormally in an instant, his breathing became heavy as if he couldn't breathe, and his hands were shaking non-stop.

A series of chain reactions couldn't stop the last cough.

The corner of the emperor's mouth was stained with blood, and the bright red color added a bit of vitality to the emperor's pale face. There was an abnormal light in his eyes, which had been tired these days.

When he was dying, someone caught off guard and handed out a life-saving straw.

Qingcan, who was on her way, got out of the carriage to catch her breath when the team stopped to rest.

Nie Heng immediately walked to his side, his face warm: "Would you like some water?"

Qingcan shook his head, sitting in the carriage all the time made him a little tired, and the unobstructed air outside can also relieve the psychological discomfort of staying in one space for a long time.

Looking at the busy soldiers, Qingyan looked around for a while and asked, "Are there any extra horses?"

He didn't want to stay in the carriage any longer. The river road had already passed, and the land behind him was all land. According to visual estimates, it would take another month to reach the capital.If Qingcan were to stay in the carriage all the time during this period, just thinking about it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although there won't be any major problems, if it can make you feel more comfortable, you don't need to worry about asking questions.

Hearing Qingcan's question, Nie Heng's hand holding the kettle quietly became stronger. Seeing that the water in the mouth of the kettle was about to overflow, he took a sip in a hurry. The cool temperature brought his secretly feverish heart back to normal.

Nie Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a normal tone: "There are no more horses left. If Qingcan wants to ride a horse, how about riding a horse with me?"

After speaking, my heart was not hot, but the tips of my ears were filled with dryness, which was very hot.

The soldiers passing by were a little puzzled when they heard this answer. Although there were no extra horses, why was the prince's answer so strange?

Qingcan chuckled when she heard the words, the smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit unclear, and the corners of her eyes were slightly curved, and there was a hint of evil at first glance, and the enchanting and fairy charm attracted many soldiers who accidentally passed by here s eyes.

Nie Heng lowered his eyebrows and looked at the kettle in his hand quietly. What he just said seemed to be just an ordinary suggestion, and there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Qingcan said happily: "Okay, if the prince doesn't mind the trouble."

Nie Heng only felt that the title Wang Ye was a bit unfamiliar, and it was hard to blurt out the words. After hearing Qingcan's agreement, his eyes softened a few degrees.

I am in a good mood.

Soon, Nie Heng discovered that this suggestion was a bit self-inflicted.

Qingcan's chest was tightly pressed against his back, and the fragrance of frost and snow drifted from Qingcan's body across the close distance between the two of them to his nose. Nie Heng sniffed lightly, and the fragrance came faintly from behind him. After the fusion of body temperature, the originally clear mind has become chaotic.

Qingcan leisurely wrapped one hand around the thin waist of the person in his arms, and covered his hands holding the horsewhip with the other hand. When he put on the other's hands, he obviously felt the instant stiffness in his arms.

Nie Heng pursed his lips, feeling uncommonly at a loss.

At first, the proposal was just to bring the distance between the two closer, but I, who never likes to get close to people for so many years, did not expect the distance to be so close.

Not to mention the delicate covering of the hands, even the waist seems to be a bit wrong.

The light touch came from time to time, making Nie Heng wonder if he was thinking too much, or the people behind him deliberately did so.

The dryness on his face was difficult to fade for a while, and his heart beat like a drum. For the first time, Nie Heng wondered if he was too reckless.

Qingcan casually squeezed the waist under her hand, her eyes turned slightly, and the stiff body in her arms wanted to relax instantly became stiffer.

Qingcan used some strength to wrap her arms around Nie Heng's waist, resting her head on the crescent of his neck, adding to the already somewhat ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.

"My lord, don't be nervous."

A soft whisper came into Nie Heng's ears, and the distance was almost close to his ear, blowing softly into it.

Nie Heng's earlobe, which was originally just a thin layer of light pink, instantly darkened, his white and tender complexion was almost bleeding red, and his quaint face was as calm as facing an enemy and did not dare to move.

He could clearly feel the touch of the sensitive neck against the other's jaw, the skin touched, the body temperature was transmitted, and the invisible intimacy made his mouth slightly dry.

The hair hanging from Qingcan's temples followed the horse's movement and swept over Nie Heng's face, and the itching sensation reached his heart unimpeded. The blatant tease from the other party made him confused about his attitude.

Qingcan rested on Nie Heng's neck lazily, his face tended to stick together, and his eyes were indifferent.Turning his face sideways, his eyes were on the red ear tips of the man in his arms and his serious side face, which seemed to be unaffected in the slightest.

In this posture, he moved a little closer in that direction, and opened his mouth to directly enclose the jade earlobe dripping with blood.

Nie Heng's hands holding the whip trembled violently, his pupils diverged a little, full of disbelief.

A warm and moist feeling came from the earlobe, and occasionally a soft object circled around a few times, and finally Qingcan used a little force to leave tooth marks on Nie Heng's beautiful earlobe that could not be seen without looking carefully.

After completing this series of actions, Qing Can sat up straight with a normal complexion.

The color of the sun cast a beautiful light and shadow on his face, and the lazy eyes that have not faded are unreasonably confusing, like a fairy or a demon, it is difficult to distinguish at this moment.

The author has something to say: Entering Beijing ~ Entering Beijing ~

感谢在2020-04-1421:45:46~2020-04-1522:00:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the oath of vegetarianism, 1 tassel susu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of mirrors;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!