Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

On the day of the Flower Festival, Yun Qian seemed like an icy beauty who had just recovered from a serious illness, and her glory was radiant again. She had a stunning face, and a pair of watery eyes with a hint of sadness, like a faint white flower that had just bloomed in the middle of the night.

She was wearing a pink and red dress with layers of beads and gauze. Her delicate and bright fair face shone like a scorching pearl.

Qi Huan looked at her and asked the question unconsciously.

"Qianqian, do you want to wear a veil?"

He didn't want others to see Qianqian's face and covet her. He felt that many bad men would come to snatch his Qianqian from him.

Yun Qian thought about it briefly and agreed. She had a mission tonight, and she didn't want Qi Huan to get into any unpleasantness with a stranger because of it. If she did, she would just give Yun Qian a ticket back to the Summer Palace right then and there, otherwise it would be too late.

After Yun Qian put on the veil, Qi Huan became visibly happier. On a whim, he kissed her through the veil. Yun Qian leaned her hand on the dressing table behind her after being kissed. Qi Huan became even more aroused and acted inappropriately with Yun Qian, pestering her.

However, Qi Huan was different from before. He actually learned to stop when he had enough, and he was afraid that this would make Qianqian unhappy.

Yun Qian was finally released. She was panting slightly because of his kiss. She held her chest and relaxed for a long time. Her watery eyes looked around with a bright look.

It was too sudden. But Qi Huan came to stroke her back again, being incredibly intimate.

After the two of them rested, Qi Huan held Yun Qian's hand all the way, and the two of them took a carriage out of the Summer Palace. Qi Huan placed Yun Qian on his body and sat on her, feeling extremely satisfied. He just wanted Yun Qian to be on his body.

Yun Qian was speechless at first. The carriage was so spacious, so why not sit there?

Later, she felt a little uncomfortable. Although she was tall enough, this man made her body look different. She looked a little petite sitting in his arms.

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During the lively Flower Festival, women love to gather together to play, admire the red flowers, worship the flower god, eat flower cakes, and play the flying flower game.

The customs in the Xia Kingdom were different. People would parade and play in the streets on this day, and the streets were bustling with activity.

“The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows them down like stars like rain.”

For a moment, Yun Qian was stunned.

The sky is filled with iron trees and silver flowers, which are extremely gorgeous.

Qi Huan didn't care much about these things. He just stared at Yun Qian closely. After all, there were many people here, and he was afraid that some scoundrel would dare to act recklessly. But he also firmly believed that he could protect her.

The two of them strolled along the street.

When tasting the pastries made from Baihua, although Qi Huan didn't say anything, he pulled Yun Qian's hand, and Yun Qian immediately understood what he meant.

For a moment, she wanted to pretend that she didn't understand, but she still held the cake wrapped in oil paper in her hand and fed it to Qi Huan's mouth. Qi Huan took a bite of the sweet and soft cake, and felt very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

However, their hands were tightly held together, but their hearts were not necessarily.

Gradually, it became Yun Qian who was walking with Qi Huan. They came to a temple and both of them stopped for a moment. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a "monk" wearing a tattered Buddhist robe came forward to greet them.

Yun Qian subconsciously felt that he might be a liar. This man looked a little crazy, with a huge gourd on his waist, and no one knew what medicine was sold in it.

After being stopped by him, Yun Qian's face remained expressionless, but Qi Huan frowned slightly, debating whether to ask the secret guards to drag the man away. However, he hesitated, fearing that it would disturb Qian Qian's interest.

The "monk" grinned at Qi Huan and said, "I think this young lady may have had a bloody disaster recently."

Qi Huan immediately frowned. The emperor's fierce temperament was intimidating even without anger. He was afraid that he would order someone to deal with this person in the next second. He dared to talk nonsense here and curse his Qianqian.

Unexpectedly, Yun Qian immediately raised her hand, signaling Qi Huan to keep quiet.

He smiled faintly and said, "What disaster have I suffered? Master, please tell me in detail."

Unexpectedly, the monk started laughing again, but did not respond to Yun Qian's request. Instead, he asked, "I have a question. Where are you from, Princess?"

Hearing this, Yun Qian's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, but he remained calm and replied, "From where I came from."

The monk remained smiling even after hearing Yun Qian's words, his cheekbones stretched and stretched, revealing wrinkles. He stopped asking Yun Qian questions and said, "The princess will go after what she wants. There's no need for me to say anything." He then turned and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Qi Huan beside her, smiling silently.

Qi Huan was full of doubts, not knowing what riddle or wit he was talking about. He winked at the secret guards to follow the man... Being so suspicious, how could he let go of such a suspicious person?

He looks crazy, but he knows Yun Qian's identity. He just feels that it is not that simple... Besides, Qian Qian's reaction is also a bit strange.

Qi Huan just felt terrible that this kind of thing was beyond his control, and a feeling of uneasiness was tormenting him in his heart.

Yun Qian pondered this for a moment, but didn't want to delve into it any further. There were some people in this world who possessed the ability to see through the world and predict the future. Seeing through her was just their skill. Fortunately, this person had professional ethics and only spoke half the truth, Yun Qian thought.

She turned around and saw that Qi Huan's brows were still slightly furrowed, looking very ugly. She tugged at his hand, and Qi Huan finally came to his senses.

The two finally stepped into the temple together. As soon as they entered the hall, they were greeted by a majestic, tall, holy and majestic Buddha statue. Yun Qian came to worship it, although it was just a gimmick, but she was full of respect for it in her heart.

She felt that some things that were hard to explain were the work of fate.

But she almost never asks for anything, because her life has long told her that what you really want can only be obtained by yourself by getting and doing it, rather than praying to God.

Yun Qian held three incense sticks in his hand and knelt respectfully, saying nothing in his heart, not reciting anything. He bowed again and again, until he stood up after three bows, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Qi Huan watched her from the side and couldn't help asking what she was praying for. He wanted to say that praying to Buddha was not as good as praying to him, but Yun Qian said that she was praying for peace of mind and for their child to pass away soon...

Qi Huan was stunned for a moment and didn't say a word. Just as Yun Qian was about to pull him away, she heard Qi Huan say, "Wait."

This time it was Yun Qian's turn to watch him beg. An emperor who looked down upon the world took the lit incense in his hand and knelt down to the gods and Buddhas whom he had never prayed to.

At that moment, Yun Qian felt inexplicably heavy.

Yes, one person’s love is so heavy.

He never worshipped gods and Buddhas, but this time, he knelt down respectfully before the Buddha, and in the name of Qi Huan, the emperor of the world, he requested the gods and Buddhas in the hall to bless his Qianqian with a life of endless happiness and good health.

"May my wife Qianqian live a thousand years."