Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

Winter passes and spring comes, and in a blink of an eye, it is the season of recovery for all things.

When Rong Yuan returned to the capital with the army, there was no snow at all.

Wen Renxin had known early that Rong Yuan would return with the army today, so he booked a place with a great view three days in advance.

The second floor window of Jinshui Building.

Wen Renxin was wearing a simple and elegant blue brocade robe, with a white jade belt that stretched out her thin waist. She held a folding fan in her hand, her lips were slightly hooked, her eyebrows were vivid, her forehead was embellished, and she wore a white jade hair crown.

Going upstairs, he nodded slightly when he met someone.

He advances and retreats appropriately but has a youthful and wanton vitality.

Jinbao followed Wen Renxin, blocking everyone who wanted to talk.

It wasn't until the door to the private room was closed that everyone looked back.

"Jinbao, do you think Brother Rong will like me dressed like this?" Wen Renxin suddenly felt an indescribable nervousness. It was obvious that they had already communicated with each other, had made a lifelong commitment, and often met through the teleportation array, but Wen Renxin Renxin just feels different.

"Master's body is very handsome and beautiful, and it perfectly sets off the young master's appearance and temperament. Young Master Rong will definitely like it!" Jinbao complained silently in his heart. The master has asked this question no less than ten times this morning.It's a pity that he has to find different words to answer every time.

Wen Renxin finally felt calm and less nervous after hearing Jinbao's praise.

"Young Master Rong already likes Young Master. Young Master Rong will definitely like the way Young Master is dressed!" Jin Bao spared no effort.

"That's true." Wen Renxin nodded and stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his body.

At this time, a burst of lively cheers suddenly erupted on the street, which may not be heard clearly because of the distance.

Wen Renxin immediately stuck his head out of the window.

You can probably see a lot of soldiers on the other side of the city wall, and a group of soldiers in armor riding horses towards this side.

The army had already entered, and Rong Yuan was in front of the team. The moment the horse's hooves stepped through the city gate, he raised his head and looked into the distance, looking in the direction of Wen Renxin.It seemed that despite such a long distance, he could still clearly see the figure in the distance.

The sharp and cold eyebrows were instantly dyed with tenderness.

Cold light and silver armor, iron-blooded tenderness.

The clatter of horse hooves got closer and closer.

The moment their eyes met, there seemed to be sparks crackling between the two.

Rong Yuan looked at Wen Renxin dressed like this, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyes full of surprise and love.

The breeze blew through Wen Renxin's hair that fell down on her chest, and swayed into Rong Yuan's heart.

Wen Renxin looked at Rong Yuan, who was wearing silver armor, and smiled unconsciously, his eyebrows warm and soft.

The army passed by on horseback, but a few seconds seemed like an eternity.

After the two separated, Rong Yuan couldn't help but reminisce in his heart. He couldn't suppress the curve of the corners of his lips. When the general next to him saw it, he felt that he had seen a ghost.

Otherwise, how could we see the living King of Hell smiling?

Are you still smiling like this?

He wanted to see more clearly, but unexpectedly, the Living King of Hell turned his head to look at him, and asked sullenly, "What are you looking at?"

"No, it's nothing!" This sound made the general tremble with fright. He always felt that the other party would chop off his head with a knife in the next second.

Really, not only the enemies dare not approach on the battlefield, but even their comrades are afraid.

Although Rong Yuan felt that the general's reaction was a bit strange, he didn't ask any more questions and put it behind him.

He guessed that it might be because he was a bit cruel on the battlefield, but he couldn't make a good relationship with irrelevant people, so he always got along with others lukewarmly.

He only needs to take care of the people under his command, and the rest will be done after the imperial edict comes down.

Wen Renxin, on the other hand, returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Jinbao after losing sight of Rong Yuan's back.

I happened to bump into the Prime Minister. When the Prime Minister saw how he was dressed, his frown relaxed. After all, he looked more energetic when he was dressed like this, but the words he said were still so annoying.

"What did you do just now? If you are not feeling well, stay at home. The Prime Minister's Mansion is in a difficult situation these days, so don't run out all the time."

"I understand." After Wen Renxin said this, she entered the palace from the side of the Prime Minister without any hesitation.

The Prime Minister was so angry that he was annoyed because he was sued by that old guy in the morning, but now he has to deal with such a son!

Not listening to advice at all.