After crossing, I surrounded the capital from the countryside

When he saw Xu Qingqing at this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a faint smile, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of security and warmth.

With his hands behind his back, his posture was natural and relaxed, exuding a calm and unhurried aura.

The flowers and plants in front of the door swayed gently under his feet. He was like a young man in a painting, aloof from the world, making people stop and stare.

The sunlight passed through his body, forming halos, making him look like an immortal, otherworldly and otherworldly.

Xu Qingqing stopped and looked at Xiao Yuheng in front of her, feeling her heartbeat echoing in the warm sunshine.

She looked at the man standing against the light, with thousands of words in her heart, but she didn't know how to start.

Xiao Yuheng's figure was like a mountain, steady and reliable, appearing taller and more mysterious in the morning light.

A variety of feelings flashed through her heart at once, and she finally mustered up the courage to run towards him. Every step she took seemed like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, and every breath she took was filled with the joy of reunion.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind like a colorful butterfly, flying towards the flower in her heart - Xiao Yuheng.

Seeing Xu Qingqing suddenly running towards him, Xiao Yuheng's eyes first flashed with a hint of surprise, and then turned into a gentle wave. He opened his arms and waited for her arrival.

The hug between the two was like a long-lost spring breeze, warm and intoxicating.

Xu Qingqing buried her head in his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

Xiao Yuheng's hand gently stroked her back, giving her strength and peace.

The sunlight surrounded them, as if casting a sacred halo on this moment. The world around them became blurred, leaving only their breathing and heartbeats intertwined with each other.

"I remember everything." Xu Qingqing's voice was soft and firm. Her voice echoed in Xiao Yuheng's ears like a vow and a promise.

Xiao Yuheng was startled at first, then he hugged Xu Qingqing even tighter and said softly: "I know, I've been waiting for you here."

His voice was low and magnetic, and at this moment it was filled with endless tenderness and sweetness.

"boom"

Hearing the voice, Xu Qingqing let go of the hand that she was holding on Xiao Yuheng. The two of them looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wang Dahu's fleeing back. When they looked at each other, their eyes were full of smiles.

……

The following days passed quickly.

Ever since Xu Qingqing recalled the things of her previous life that day, she has not been obsessed with whether she is still herself in the previous life, or whether Xiao Yuheng likes her in the previous life or her in this life.

She just felt that after experiencing these three lives, these things seemed to be no big deal anymore.

Love can only be the icing on the cake in life. It is better to have it, but it is not a big deal if you don’t have it.

And it just so happens that the love between her and Xiao Yuheng, at the moment, is definitely the icing on the cake.

A few days ago, Zhao Chanjuan was welcomed into the house by Chen Shuhan in a sedan chair carried by eight people. She had fulfilled her wish and married a "good man".

Of course, after the wedding of these two people, the Prime Minister's wife targeted them more fiercely.

However, who is Xu Qingqing? Just relying on Lun Xiaoyao's popularity in Kyoto, which can even be said to be the level of being sought after, the Prime Minister's wife's targeting was quickly eliminated by the other aristocratic families and children of officials who worked together silently.

After all, whenever the Prime Minister's wife targeted Xu Qingqing, Lun Xiaoyao would close the door and refuse to see any guests, saying, "Our young master was wronged outside and is in a bad mood, so he won't welcome any guests."

The first few times it closed for one or two days, or two or three days, people didn't feel there was any impact. If Lun Xiaoyao was closed, they could just go to other stores. Besides, there were still some private stores open in Lun Xiaoyao.

However, as time went by, this situation became more and more frequent. Until one day, Lun Xiaoyao closed its doors again, and this time, Xu Qingqing took many of Lun Xiaoyao's employees out to travel. They were surrounded by beautiful natural scenery and were in a good mood. They had already forgotten about Lun Xiaoyao.

More importantly, Xiao Yuheng was also by her side. Since both of them had memories of their previous lives, their relationship quickly heated up, and it could be said that it was progressing by leaps and bounds.

The relationship between the two of them was full of sweetness, even to the point that it often made people around them blush.

In such an atmosphere, everyone in Lun Xiaoyao enjoyed each other's company and immersed themselves in happy moments. Who could still remember that there was a Lun Xiaoyao in Kyoto?

In this way, Xu Qingqing took everyone to play outside for more than half a month, and then they received news from Yeying Tower. People from all walks of life in Kyoto, from officials and aristocratic families to ordinary people, began to use their own alchemists to help Lun Xiaoyao target and resist the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Faced with such a situation, the Prime Minister's Office immediately fell into a state of panic.

They were busy dealing with various problems and had no time to take care of themselves. The narrow-minded prime minister's wife had no time to care about the targeting of Lun Xiaoyao.

As the days passed, the voices supporting Lun Xiaoyao grew louder and louder, and Xu Qingqing finally decided to lead Lun Xiaoyao's employees on the journey home and return to Kyoto.

When Xu Qingqing brought her group back to Kyoto, the scene was so lively with people lining the streets to welcome them.

On the first day of Xiaoyao's reopening, the store was packed with people, with every seat occupied, and business was booming.

This made Xu Qingqing start to wonder whether she needed to lock up Lun Xiaoyao from time to time.

Of course, this thought only flashed through Xu Qingqing's mind. After all, over-consuming people's hearts is a very stupid thing to do.

You know, the saying 'water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it' is true everywhere.

Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion

In a richly decorated room, sunlight streams in through tall windows, its golden glow complementing the luxurious furnishings inside.

However, this peaceful and beautiful scene did not bring a trace of warmth, but instead revealed a depressing atmosphere.

The Prime Minister's wife stood alone in the room. Her figure was in the dark corner of the room, which was out of place with the bright light not far away.

There was a raging fire in her eyes, as if it could melt anything that came close.

His hands hanging at his sides were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.

She turned around abruptly, grabbed the jade paperweight on the table and threw it against the wall. The originally exquisite paperweight shattered into several pieces with the impact and scattered all over the floor.

The fragments fell like hail, making a harsh sound on the smooth ground, just like her mood at the moment, shattered.

"How can this be possible!" The Prime Minister's wife's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty hall, full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Her breathing was rapid and her chest heaved violently, as if she was trying to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

"What a great Xu Qingqing, what a great Lun Xiaoyao! I underestimated you, just wait and see!"