After the avatar is reborn

The day the crown prince was lifted happened to be New Year's Eve, and Nian Qiao went to the banquet.

He saw Ji Lingyu at the banquet, Ji Lingyu just glanced at him and then looked away, still hidden from the crowd.

When Nianqiao saw Ji Lingyu, he was a little scared.

When he left, Ji Xuerong was still in his seat. When he saw Fang Dingrong in the side hall, all the guards here had been sent away.

The lack of people in the palace is not a big deal, but now many people are staring at Ji Xuerong, it is not easy for them to leave the palace.

Nian Qiao changed into the little eunuch's clothes, he carried his little bun, and looked at him from afar before leaving.

In the main hall, cups and cups staggered, and the shadow fell on the side of Ji Xuerong's face, but Ji Xuerong didn't even glance at him.

Carved buttresses and flowers falling on the temples, flowing shadows floating in the dusk.

When Nianqiao got into the carriage, he leaned over the window and watched for a long time until he couldn't see anything.

This is a wine carriage, Nian Qiao is sitting in a corner, and there is an empty wine tank next to him, if there is a guard checking, he needs to hide in it.

The carriage swayed, he heard movement outside, Fang Dingrong tapped his finger on the wall three times.

Nianqiao listened with pricked ears, and immediately got into the wine tank.

"Master Fu." He vaguely heard a voice.

Fu Qingming was followed by numerous guards, and the torchlight illuminated the area, Fang Dingrong had no expression on his face.

"Recently, the palace has strictly checked travel. The guard Fang wants to give something, and he deliberately picks the younger ones."

With a cold voice, Fu Qingming glanced inside the carriage, and the guards around took out tokens to check the carriage.

Fang Dingrong said expressionlessly: "His Royal Highness lifted the ban today, and ordered his subordinates to go to Prince Mian's Mansion. These wines were requested by Prince Xiao years ago, and they will be delivered today."

Nian Qiao's heart was beating non-stop, the wine tank was pitch black, maybe because he knew he was afraid of the dark, he noticed a few fireflies lying on the tank wall, and the fireflies gave off a faint light inside.

He heard footsteps, and a guard got on the carriage.

There were thirty jugs of wine in the carriage, and the small wine jugs in front were piled up together, so no one could hide them no matter what.The wine jars at the back are all big wine jars, which contain real wine. The wine jars he hides are at the farthest corner, the most inconspicuous, hidden behind the piled up wine jars.

The wine caps are all sealed with cinnabar paper and rope.

Nianqiao hugged the steamed stuffed bun and hid with the firefly, and when he heard the wine jar next to him being opened, he opened his eyes slightly, and his breathing eased.

"Master Fu." The guards were still looking at an altar, and a guard came over to whisper something to Fu Qingming, and Fu Qingming frowned slightly.

The moment Fu Qingming turned around, other guards came down along with him.

There was no movement in Nianqiao's ears, and the surroundings were quiet, until he walked a long way, after touching for about half an hour, Nianqiao came out of the wine tank.

His face was flushed, he opened the wine tank and looked around, put his buns aside first, moved the wine tank away little by little, and reached the edge of the car curtain.

There was wind blowing in from outside, Fang Dingrong said to him: "Don't come out yet, we have to go to Prince Mian's Mansion first, and we need to change cars later."

Nianqiao nodded obediently, his stomach growled and he didn't eat much when he came out.

He touched his stomach, and Fang Dingrong said: "Fang Dingrong, I'm hungry."

Now near the streets and alleys, Fang Dingrong heard that he let go of the reins, stopped the carriage, and said to him: "Wait here."

Nian Qiao opened a corner of the curtain to look, and saw Fang Dingrong go to buy food for him.

Fang Dingrong bought him a roast chicken, some snacks, and a pot of tea in a pot.

The food was all hot, Nianqiao leaned against the wall of the car and opened the lotus leaf, and the aroma of grilled chicken came over his face.He ate chicken legs and chicken wings, and he wanted to save the rest for snacks, so he gave the chicken butt to Fang Dingrong.

Wiping his hands with a handkerchief, Nian Qiao saw that Fang Dingrong didn't dislike the chicken leg he bit into, and ate up the rest of the meat.

He glanced at it, and knew that he would cut it open before giving it to Fang Dingrong.

They arrived at Prince Mian's mansion very quickly, without disturbing anyone.

Nian Qiao and Fang Dingrong changed carriages, and he went up with his things in his arms. It was another dangerous hurdle to get out of the capital.

When passing through the city gate, the guards had to interrogate them carefully. For the time being, no one would know that Fang Dingrong was leaving the city.

Nian Qiao changed out the eunuch's clothes, Fang Dingrong threw in a suit of clothes, and after he took off his outer robe, he realized something was wrong.

It was a streamer red dress with narrow sleeves, and there was a red ribbon girdle beside it.

Nianqiao's face turned red immediately, he took the skirt to question Fang Dingrong, and said angrily, "I don't wear this, why are you wearing a skirt for me?"

He took off his outer robe at this time, and only wore an inner shirt. His exposed wrists and neck were clearly exposed, and all of them were densely packed with traces.

Fang Dingrong stood guard outside, his gaze stayed on his neck for a moment, and then he quickly looked away.

"It's easier to get out of the city by dressing up as a woman."

Nianqiao didn't want it, he felt that Fang Dingrong might have done it on purpose, but this is a piece of wood, so he shouldn't have thought of such a way to play tricks on him.

"I don't wear it, I want to tell Brother Prince, you let me wear a skirt."

Fang Dingrong had no expression on his face, and said to him: "Only this one piece of clothing, if we don't change it, we may be found at the city gate."

Nianqiao was still holding the dim sum, his face flushed with anger, and he glared at Fang Dingrong.

Fang Dingrong let him stare at him without any reaction.

After a quarter of an hour.

Nianqiao reluctantly changed into a skirt, and there were bells in the skirt. Nianqiao didn't know it was tied to his ankles, so he tied the bells to his head, one on each side.

As he walks, the bell will make a crisp sound.

His clothes didn't fit well, and the waist belt was too much, so he could only fasten it indiscriminately. He didn't know how to wear a belt on weekdays, and Ji Xuerong tied it for him.

The skirt was still a little short, and a white ankle would be exposed. He pulled it down by himself, and if he pulled it hard, a little bit of his chest would be exposed again.

There is a thick layer of fine fluff inside, so it won't be too cold.

Nianqiao tidied up for a long time, when he heard the movement outside, Fang Dingrong knocked on the wall of the carriage twice again.

He immediately sat still, his hair was loose on both sides, his face was hot, and he was slightly nervous holding his bun.

"Send your lady out? Which lady are you from? Do you have an order to leave the city?"

When the soldier spoke, the curtain of the car had already been lifted.

The boy sitting inside looked cute and naive, with a clear aura, he seemed indistinguishable from male and female.His bones are slender, his eyes are wide open at this time, his red lips are slightly pursed, his hair on both sides is tied with bells, obviously not tied well, it looks like two ears.

Nianqiao and the soldier looked at each other, he was nervous, and unconsciously dodged slightly in his eyes.

The soldier blushed a little, and quickly put down the curtain.

They were let go and walked a long way, Nianqiao was slightly relieved.

He was still a little angry when he thought about it, but before he could get angry, pursuers came from the city gate, and Fang Dingrong's speed of driving the carriage became significantly faster.

Nianqiao didn't dare to move anymore, the bell on his head kept ringing with the shaking of the carriage, and he felt it was noisy in his ears.

When he tied it, he tied it randomly, but now he couldn't tear it off, and his head still hurt from being pulled, so he didn't move around.

After driving for about an hour, Fang Dingrong stopped the carriage and said to him, "Now there are pursuers, who may be Fu Qingming or the Seventh Prince."

"The carriage will be found."

Meaning they are abandoning the car.

Nianqiao didn't understand these things, not being able to ride in a carriage meant walking, so he followed Fang Dingrong.

Fang Dingrong is tall and has big strides, much faster than him.

It took him a long time to catch up, his tired face flushed, and he called softly: "When are we going, no one is catching up behind us."

The mountain road was difficult to walk, and Nianqiao's feet hurt a lot. When he was talking for a while, he was about to stop and almost fell backwards. Fortunately, Fang Dingrong supported him.

Fang Dingrong knelt down in front of him and said to him, "Come up."

Nianqiao hesitated a little, he really couldn't move anymore, he asked: "How far is it?"

Fang Dingrong glanced at the distance, and replied: "One hour."

After walking for another hour, Nianqiao's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

He was lying on Fang Dingrong's back. Fang Dingrong was the commander of the guards, and he was very strong. It seemed easy to carry him, but it was a little close.

If he was not careful, Fang Dingrong would touch his calf.

Nian Qiao hugged Fang Dingrong's neck, he was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "If you are tired, tell me, I will come down and walk by myself."

Having said so, he fell asleep on the Nianqiao road from exhaustion.

His feet hurt, so he took off his shoes on the road, and Fang Dingrong held the shoes in his hand.

When Nianqiao woke up, he had already arrived at the place. Fang Dingrong didn't know where he was looking for, it was a ruined temple.

He lay on Fang Dingrong's back and grabbed someone, because he was worried that he would fall, Fang Dingrong would occasionally hold his buttocks and lift him up.

When he fell asleep, Nianqiao didn't know, but now he woke up, his face burned immediately.He grabbed Fang Dingrong's ears, and Fang Dingrong's ears turned red.

"What are you doing, be careful and I'll tell Brother Prince."

Nianqiao glared at him.

This piece of wood dared to tease him.

Fang Dingrong didn't respond to being pulled by his ears, so he put him down and squatted down to help him put on his shoes. Nianqiao's heels were rubbed red, and his toes curled up slightly when he was caught.

Then Fang Dingrong took out his own clothes first, took off the guard's outer robe, and simply paved a place for him to sit with straw.

It feels soft and comfortable.

Nian Qiao then sat down, Fang Dingrong lit the firewood, now it is winter, the temperature at night is extremely low.

He glanced at it again and again, Fang Dingrong didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, he was only wearing a jacket, and his expression remained unchanged.

He soon lost his focus on Fang Dingrong, and he was still anxious to untie the two bells on his head.

After pulling for a long time, he yelled several times because of the pain.

A shadow fell before his eyes, his rough fingertips touched the bell, Nianqiao glanced at it, Fang Dingrong was helping him untie his hair.

"Don't hurt yourself." Nian Qiao was sore, and he told Fang Dingrong like this.

After finally untying his hair, Fang Dingrong took a feather cloak and put it on him.

Nianqiao walked for a while and was still tired, so he touched Fang Dingrong's hand lightly, Fang Dingrong's body was like a small stove.

Fang Dingrong looked down at him slightly, but didn't respond.

He couldn't hold back and quietly approached Fang Dingrong.

If he sleeps with Fang Dingrong in his arms, Ji Xuerong will definitely be angry. Nianqiao took off his shoes, and his feet hurt and he doesn't want to wear them.

He stuffed his feet into Fang Dingrong's arms and asked Fang Dingrong to warm his feet, so that he didn't get too close to Fang Dingrong.

Brother Prince should not be too angry.