Master is a white moonlight

At Xu time, the sky gradually darkened.

A group of chariots and horses escorted by elite soldiers hidden in the night, traveled day and night, and traveled northward for two days.

One of the largest carriages is drawn by sixteen tall horses, which is particularly conspicuous in the convoy.

The entire roof of the carriage was painted with gold plating, and the black and red hanging curtains were embroidered with a golden flying cloud pattern, which completely isolated the light from the outside.

The carriage is very big and spacious, it can accommodate as many as ten people at the same time without feeling a little crowded, let alone only accommodate Leng Yijiao and Shen Han.

There is not only a large comfortable bed in the carriage, but also a dressing table of huanghuali standing beside the bed, and a low square table made of agarwood near the window.

This is already the second day after leaving the palace, and they will arrive at their destination - Tao'an County early tomorrow morning.

On the first day of their wedding, the gate of Feng Ning Hall was closed tightly and never opened again for a whole day.

Shen Han came to Fengning Hall for lunch and dinner respectively, but was ruthlessly turned away by Leng Yiluo.

Dressed in crescent white court clothes, Shen Han stopped and stood at the entrance of the hall, stood there for a while, and then withdrew his hand from knocking on the door.

Turning around with a flick of his sleeves, Shen Han turned back the way he came, and headed towards the imperial study.

For the next journey northward, Shen Han had no choice but to finish reading all those mountain-like memorials as soon as possible.

No matter how angry Shen Han was, he had no choice but to endure it.He just wanted to bring Leng Yizhen to meet the old queen as soon as possible, so that he could tell Leng Yizhen the truth and resolve the misunderstanding between the two.

Shen Han spent a whole day watching the memorial in the imperial study, and he couldn't go to the left and right Fengning Hall, and Shen Han didn't want to go back to his bedroom.

After much deliberation, Shen Han finally decided to rest in the imperial study.

Therefore, on the first day of their wedding, the two did not sleep together in the same bed.One rested in his bedroom, and the other rested in the imperial study.

It wasn't until the next day that Shen Han fulfilled his promise and took Leng Yijiao all the way north, and then the two of them rested together on the soft couch in the carriage.

Shen Han's leg disease had just recovered, so he was not suitable for long journeys, let alone riding a horse.But in order to see the old lord and queen as soon as possible, he had to travel day and night to Tao'an County.

Fortunately, the carriage was big enough and comfortable enough, and there was no discomfort during the journey.

After driving for a whole day, after nightfall, the team stopped on a plain and camped there to rest.

Although the two of them were resting on the same soft couch, but Leng Yizhen was blindly wary of Shen Han.Deliberately leaning her body to the innermost side of the soft couch, widening the distance between the two of them.

Shen Han moved forward an inch, Leng Yijiao retreated an inch.But he didn't say anything, just widened his almond eyes, and warned Shen Han with his eyes that Xiu had to move forward.

Shen Han was angry and funny, and suddenly he felt flirtatious, and a slightly sinister smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Turning over, Shen Han pressed Leng Yizhen under him.Half-closed his long and narrow eyes, looking down at Leng Yizhen below him.

"Is Yan'er afraid of being a husband?" Shen Han's smile became even bigger, and he picked up a strand of Leng Yiluo's hair scattered between the pillows with his fingertips, and played with it around his fingertips.

"Get down!" Leng Yizhen pushed Shen Han hard, but his palm accidentally touched the soft part of the other's chest.

The two people's eyes immediately met, and they just looked at each other quietly, and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated.

When Leng Yizhen realized that he was about to retract his hands, Shen Han grabbed his wrist tightly and continued to maintain the posture just now.

"Don't you like it?" Shen Han quietly looked at Leng Yikan with amber pupils, and asked in a seductive voice.

"Let go!" Leng Yizhen glared at Shen Han, but her cheeks turned crimson unknowingly, almost bleeding.

"My husband blushed again looking at Jian'er." Shen Han smiled at the corner of his mouth, and leaned closer to Leng Yijiao while talking.

"You....how can you be so shameless!" Leng Yijiao was ashamed and anxious, and scolded Shen Han in a low voice.

Leng Yizhen tried to pull back his hand forcefully, but was pulled tightly by Shen Han, which was of no avail.

"Don't you want it?" Shen Han leaned close to Leng Yijiao's ear, and breathed warm breath to the side of Leng Yijiao's ear, exhaling orchid.

"I..." Leng Yizhen hesitated to speak, clearly feeling the changes in his body, the familiar feeling made Leng Yizhen feel ashamed.

"Xian'er, I want to hug you as a husband." Shen Han's gentle voice could almost drip water, half-closed his pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and looked at Leng Yiyao affectionately.

Without waiting for Leng Yizhen to respond, Shen Han suddenly tilted his head and kissed Leng Yizhen's lips fiercely.

"Hmm..." Leng Yijiao tried to push Shen Han away from his body, but was so weak from the other party's kiss that he couldn't use his wrist at all.

After the kiss was over, both of them looked at each other out of breath, their chests heaving slightly.

Suddenly, a whirlwind.

Leng Yizhen turned over and pressed Shen Han under him, a thin layer of mist appeared in his dark almond eyes, and looked down at Shen Han below him.

"Let me do it." Leng Yizhen spilled three words from between his teeth, and the tone of his voice had changed.

Shen Han was stunned for a while, with an unnatural expression on his face.Then a smile bloomed on his lips, put his hands on his waist, and took off the jade pendant around his waist.

A bright moon hangs in the dark night sky, the moon is as cool as water, and the stars are shining brightly in the Milky Way.

Gusts of wind blew from time to time outside the carriage, but they only blew a corner of the heavy window curtains, not allowing a single gust of wind to enter.

The next day, just after Maoshi.Before dawn, the sky began to drizzle.

I just got off the official road an hour ago, but now the road is getting narrower and narrower, and it is extremely difficult for horse-drawn carriages to drive.

Shen Han got up early and was sitting by the window.Lifting up the heavy curtain with one hand, he looked at the scenery along the way outside the window with a calm expression.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped without warning.

Guard Huo led a group of elite soldiers at the front of the convoy. Seeing that the road ahead could no longer accommodate the carriage, he ordered the driver to stop the carriage.

Tightening the reins in his hand, Guard Huo turned around and rode towards the largest carriage in the convoy.

"Why did the carriage stop?" Shen Han glanced at the convoy, then raised his eyes to look at the guard Huo who came on horseback, and asked with a frown.

"Report to the High Priest!" Huo Shiwei rode on the good horse, saluted the High Priest in the carriage with fists in his hands, and said respectfully, "The road ahead is too narrow, the carriage cannot pass."

"Guard Huo, please pass on the order." Shen Han's slightly frowned brows became tighter, he glanced down at his legs, and then looked up at Guard Huo, "Let everyone rest where they are, and wait for a while. Let’s go on horseback.”

"Here, this subordinate takes orders!" Guard Huo clasped his fists, bowed his head in salute and retreated, passing on the high priest's command.

.........

Tao'an County is located at the junction of Ji State and Beirong, and there is a snow-capped mountain in the northernmost part of the county.Due to the high altitude, the snow-capped mountains are surrounded by snow-white mist all the year round, like a fairyland in Penglai.

Every late autumn, the Taoyuan at the foot of the snow mountain begins to snow.

The stream is not yet cold enough to freeze, so the stream is still gurgling and pleasing to the ear.

Snowflakes fell from the blue sky and quickly melted into the stream.

Rows of peach trees are planted on both sides of the stream. Due to the different climates and the outside world, the flowers bloom like brocades all year round.

The pink petals are blown by the wind, and pieces of pink flowers are flying all over the sky, just like a paradise.

There are very few people here, only two families.

Due to the rugged and dangerous mountain roads, few outsiders naturally entered here.

On the bank of the stream, a beautiful woman was standing under a peach tree.

The woman was born with a beautiful face and a pair of almond eyes like a clear stream in the mountains.Although the age of plum blossoms has passed, the skin is still well maintained without a trace of fine lines.

An apricot-colored robe was dragged to the ground, a light blue crocodile thin shirt was worn over it, and a snow-white fox fur cloak was draped over the shoulders, which was the same color as the perennial snow-capped snow-capped mountains in the distance.

This kind of thin shirt made of shark silk is more expensive than gold, and it is not affordable for ordinary people.In the entire country of Ji, only those noble women in the palace are eligible to enjoy it.

The beautiful woman tiptoed slightly, and her snow-white slender fingers lingered on the branches, picking the petals of peach blossoms that were as pink as a girl's shy and flushed.

A blue bamboo basket was carried in the crook of his arm, which was filled with pink petals before he knew it.

Every year, a beautiful woman brews a pot of peach blossom drunk, without exception for ten years.When the altar could be opened for drinking in the second year, the altar was still buried in the cellar.

The beautiful woman brewed wine but didn't drink it, so she brewed peach blossom drunk for ten years.Including this year's altar of peach blossom drunkenness, there are exactly ten altars.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, followed by a woman's eager shout.

Hearing the sound, the beautiful woman stopped what she was doing, turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Qingrong, why are you so flustered?" The beautiful woman stepped forward and spoke softly.

"Return to your empress." When they got closer, Qing Rong clasped his hands on his waist, performed a standard palace etiquette to the beautiful woman, and said out of breath, "There are... distinguished guests... to... ..."

"Honored guest?" The beautiful woman frowned slightly, and stretched out her hand to help Qing Rong who was kneeling in front of her, and asked doubtfully, "Why is this honored guest?"

"It's the High Priest!" Qing Rong couldn't hide the excitement on his face, looked at the beautiful woman and replied respectfully, "He also brought Her Royal Highness!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, her pitch-black pupils widened instantly, and she looked at Qingrong in disbelief, speechless for a while.

With a bang, the bamboo basket in his hand fell to the ground, and finally rolled into the stream.

The cyan bamboo basket floated on the water, and the pink petals scattered into a stream of water, drifting down with the current.

The beautiful woman's dark eyes instantly turned red, and crystal tears filled her eyes.

Tears rolled down to the cheeks one after another, like pear blossoms with rain.