Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing stared into Helian Han's eyes which were as deep as the night. There was a heart-pounding clarity in them, but at the same time, it was like the bitterest cold wind that went straight to the heart, making people feel despair and sadness involuntarily.

This relationship is destined to be an unreachable dream, a tragedy that will eventually end, and all that will be left for me is endless regret.

No one can break free from the shackles of fate, just as the distance between her and Helian Han is the farthest between heaven and earth. Each of them carries a completely different destiny and goes in opposite directions.

Their lives are like two sides of an ocean apart, they can only look at each other from afar and will never intersect.

Wait, that's not right! What destined them to never meet again? Was it fate? Then why was I here?

Wu Qing suddenly realized something. She was not against him, so how did she stand against him?

Are the souls from another world hindering the country's destiny?

Would it really happen? I was just a late-blooming person who had traveled through the book world. I had no intention of overthrowing the imperial power and changing the world's ownership. I had no intention of harming the people of the world. I didn't have the ability to cause natural disasters.

How could this be considered detrimental to the nation's destiny? Where did this rumor originate?

Just because it was proposed by the Grand Tutor, does that mean he must be right?

Could it be that the Master is afraid of not understanding things?

What if, and this can only be an assumption now, what if the Grand Tutor made a wrong judgment?

When Wu Qing thought of this possibility, her breathing quickened and a strange feeling arose in her heart. She wanted to prove the validity of this hypothesis, and the idea of ​​showing evidence to the person in front of her instantly caught fire.

What was even worse was that even though he was right in front of her, she missed his embrace so much that her heart ached and her skin burned.

Suddenly, she felt very wronged.

When she looked up at Helian Han again, tears welled up in her eyes. She asked, "Is His Highness just His Highness? Can he be my Helian Han?"

Helian Han understood Wu Qing's meaning, but didn't know how to respond. Is that okay? He asked himself, no, he couldn't. Behind him was his family, his country, and the world.

Wu Qing felt so wronged. I didn't ask you to be with me forever, so why can't you do such a small thing? She raised her tears and asked, "You are the Ninth Prince of the Palace, the Prince Yi of Dayu. When you receive the gift, can you just be my Helian Han at this moment?"

Helian Han didn't expect that Wu Qing's request was so small. Only at this moment was he her Helian Han. He nodded solemnly, stood up, supported himself with one hand, jumped up, and instantly flipped over the imperial table between the two of them.

Wu Qing only felt a flash before her eyes, and the man was already in front of her. The moment he nodded, she wanted to throw herself into his arms, not to mention that the man was already in front of her.

When Helian Han extended his hand to Wu Qing, Wu Qing had already opened her arms.

Bumped into his arms.

Helian Han used the strength of his embrace to lift Wu Qing up and put her down to sit at the imperial desk.

She didn't care about taking ninety-nine steps towards him, but deep down she also longed for him to take one step towards her, and now, he took one step, and he did it so handsomely!

Although she was so sad that she almost cried the previous moment, Wu Qing was now as enthusiastic as ever. She stood on tiptoe and raised her head... She wanted to kiss Helian Han.

Something hit Helian Han's heart lightly, making him frown.

There were tears in the corners of Wu Qing's eyes, crystal clear and spotless, and she was born with the quality of bewitching people.

By the time Helian Han reacted, he had already raised his hands to hold Wu Qing's face, avoiding Wu Qing's obvious kiss, and placed his thin lips on the corner of her eye, kissing away the tear lightly.

The corners of Wu Qing's eyes became redder, and more tears overflowed from the corners of her closed eyes, making them wet.

Helian Han couldn't kiss him in time, and his warm tears fell into the palm of Helian Han's hand holding his cheek, burning and scalding.

Helian Han's heart also became wet and hot, and his reason told him that something had crossed the line.

Wu Qing's kiss missed, and her heart froze for a moment. Before she could regain her composure, Helian Han's kiss landed on the corner of her eye.

All her strength collapsed at this moment, and tears burst out.

The man's hot breath sprayed on Wu Qing's cheek, and her sadness, fear, and grievance poured out with her tears.

Helian Han's Adam's apple rolled, and his tears tasted salty and bitter, but it made him want to sink even more. He didn't want her to cry.

Wu Qing didn't want to cry anymore, but she couldn't stop her tears. She turned her face and kissed Helian Han on the lips.

They exchanged a lingering, salty kiss.

After the kiss, Helian Han stroked Wu Qing's cheek with one hand, pressed his forehead against hers, and asked, "Are you ready?"

It was originally a kiss without a trace of lust, but Wu Qing blushed instantly when she heard this question. "I haven't prepared anything yet. Do I need to prepare anything?"

"It's only morning, what are you preparing? Oh!" Wu Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the man's lower body, "Are you more energetic in the morning?"

Helian Han sighed, put one hand in front of him, raised his head, and kept some distance from Wu Qing. "Today is the autumn hunt. We will set off in half an hour."

"Half an hour? Are you going to do this on the imperial desk?" Wu Qing was still lost in her own thoughts.

Helian Han was helpless and flicked his finger on Wu Qing's forehead, "Are you ready to go?"

Wu Qing, believing that it was others who were embarrassed, was not me, so she said calmly, "Autumn Hunt, I know." She nodded slowly, her face tense, and said seriously, "I'm ready." Then she looked at Helian Han, "Are you going to wear this for the Autumn Hunt?"

As soon as Wu Qing entered the East Warm Pavilion, she noticed that Helian Han was wearing exceptionally gorgeous clothes. She had originally thought that today was a big day and didn't think much about it. Now that they were talking about the autumn hunt, she was surprised. What kind of hunting clothes were they wearing?

Helian Han wore a golden crown inlaid with gems. A lifelike golden dragon was coiled on the crown, and in the middle was a pearl the size of an eyeball.

He was wearing a dark purple prince's robe, which was embroidered with intricate and exquisite four-clawed python patterns, which looked majestic. The python patterns were dotted with auspicious patterns such as auspicious clouds and auspicious cranes.

The cuffs and hem are outlined with intricate golden cloud and thunder patterns, forming a sharp contrast with the dark purple of the robe.

You can tell at a glance that it is worth a fortune. Can this clothing be used for hunting?

Although he complained in his heart, he had to admit that this outfit made Helian Han look more upright and steady, like a walking mountain, revealing extraordinary majesty.

He had a strong face and deep eyes, and there was a calmness between his brows that came from having experienced the battlefield. The scar was even more of a mark carved by the war.

He is tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and his muscles are hidden under the complicated prince's robe. Although he does not show his strength, he implies great power and has the dignity of being able to carry the burden of the world on his own.

Helian Han explained, "The Autumn Hunt is a big event, and there's a celebration before we go."

Wu Qing nodded and looked at the man again. She wanted to take off the prince's clothes with her own hands, and said, "The man I like is so handsome!"

Helian Han tapped Wu Qing's forehead and said, "What are you thinking about? Let Mu Si take you away later."

Wu Qing: "Your Highness, aren't you coming?"

Helian Han explained with rare patience, "I'll go to the celebration, you get on the prince's carriage first."

"The prince is coming!" Wu Qing's eyes were bright and she nodded repeatedly. Just as she was about to say yes, she suddenly remembered Helian Suxue and asked, "Isn't your seventh sister coming?"

Helian Han raised his eyebrows and asked, "Come on, are you going to find her?"

Wu Qing thought it was wrong. She chased her man, and I chased my man. She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. I won't bother her chasing her man."

Helian Han frowned. Which of these two had corrupted whom? How could they keep talking about chasing men? And they said it so naturally. He reminded them, "Don't say anything."

Wu Qing thought to herself, "We're still discussing sleeping with men!" But on the surface, she smiled and nodded.

Although Helian Han did not promise anything, Wu Qing was sitting in the prince's carriage, which showed his attitude.

Who is Wu Qing? What does it mean to hold back? What does it mean to be low-key? Sorry, no!

It means to become arrogant because of being favored.

Before Helian Han came, Wu Qing was touching and looking at things in the car, never idle for a moment, and studied the interior of the car thoroughly.

She had never seen such a big carriage before. What was this? This was the Rolls-Royce of carriages!

The carriage was not only furnished with luxurious and comfortable seats fixed to the floorboards, but also with an exquisite jewel-inlaid coffee table, bronze oil lamps, silver candlesticks, cabinets and boxes, a zither, and even more outrageously, a charcoal-burning ceramic stove... Aren't they afraid of setting the carriage on fire?!

The content was too rich, and after more than half an hour, Wu Qing was still in curious baby mode.

Helian Han got into the car and looked at Wu Qing touching the strings with bright eyes, and raised his eyebrows.

Wu Qing looked up and saw that it was Helian Han coming up, and asked: "Hey, Your Highness, can you play it?"

Helian Han sat down in the chair, nodded lightly as a response, extended his hand to Wu Qing, and waited for her to help him change clothes.

Wu Qing misunderstood and placed her hand on the outstretched hand, then sat on the man's lap and asked, "Your Highness, aren't you afraid of getting wrinkles in this gorgeous dress?"

Helian Han pressed his eyebrows and said, "You can't frown."

Wu Qing, whose butt had just landed on the ground, wanted to get down as soon as she heard it, but because she was in a panic, her feet had not yet touched the ground and her body tilted to one side.

Helian Han reached out and pulled the person back onto his lap, then asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"