The weak prince's queen

After a thrilling journey, Chu Xiyue and Xiao Yichen finally managed to escape from the dangerous city. At this moment, both of them were breathing heavily, but their faces were filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

After looking around for a moment, Xiao Yichen turned to Yun Zhuo behind him and asked, "Yun Zhuo, do we have a carriage available? The journey is long, and if we walk, it will probably take quite a while."

Yun Zhuo quickly replied respectfully, "Your Highness, I have already made preparations. Please wait a moment, I will go and get the carriage." After that, Yun Zhuo hurried away.

Not long after, the sound of clear horse hooves could be heard approaching from afar. Yun Zhuo skillfully drove a carriage slowly towards them and stopped in front of them.

Yun Zhuo pulled the reins and said to Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue, "Your Majesty, Princess, please get in the carriage. We have to hurry!"

Xiao Yichen looked at Chu Xiyue beside him with a smile and said gently, "Xue'er, come here." As he spoke, he gently stretched out his right hand.

Chu Xiyue understood what he meant, reached out and took Xiao Yichen's broad and warm hand, and lightly boarded the carriage. After entering the carriage, she found a comfortable seat and sat down.

Xiao Yichen then got in the car. He said to Chu Xiyue with concern, "This road is not easy to travel on. It may be a bit bumpy. You better sit tight."

Then, Xiao Yichen thought of Dong'er and Mo Feng who were traveling with him, so he called out, "Dong'er and Mo Feng, come along too. More people will help us take care of each other, and this will make the trip faster."

Mo Feng, who was standing not far away, nodded slightly in agreement. He quickly walked over to Dong'er and carefully helped her onto the carriage.

After everyone was seated, Yun Zhuo and Ah Fu sat in the front of the carriage and began to drive. With a loud whip sound, the carriage slowly started and drove towards Jingyang Mountain.

As the road they were travelling on was a bumpy mountain road, the carriage kept shaking up and down, swaying from side to side, and the people sitting in the carriage also staggered from side to side.

Seeing this, Xiao Yichen quickly stretched out his hands and held Chu Xiyue's shoulders tightly, fearing that she would accidentally fall to the ground.

At the same time, Mo Feng's eyes never left Guo Dong'er. He paid close attention to her every move and was also worried that she would be hurt by the violent shaking of the car body.

Suddenly, the carriage, which had been speeding forward, stopped without warning, the wheels rubbing against the ground with a sharp sound. Yun Zhuo, who was sitting at the shaft, turned around and said respectfully to the carriage, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the foot of Jingyang Mountain."

Before he finished speaking, the car door was gently pushed open, and Xiao Yichen stepped out first. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his demeanor noble and stern. Then, he extended a hand and carefully helped Chu Xiyue, who was inside, out of the car. Chu Xiyue's face was as rosy as a peach, delicate and graceful. She nodded slightly and softly thanked Xiao Yichen.

At the same time, Mo Feng and Dong'er, who were following behind the carriage, quickly dismounted and walked quickly to their master's side.

Xiao Yichen glanced around and said, "Let's go up the mountain to find the pavilion. In my opinion, it should be at the top of the mountain. There happens to be a road here, which must be the path to the top of the mountain. Let's follow this road up."

Everyone answered in unison: "Yes!" The voices were uniform and echoed in the mountains.

Seeing this, Yun Zhuo stepped to the front of the group, acting as their leader. Xiao Yichen held Chu Xiyue tightly, and the two walked side by side, slowly ascending the mountain. The others followed closely behind, not daring to slack off even for a moment.

The mountain path was rugged and difficult to navigate, sometimes as steep as a wall, sometimes winding and twisting. Each person climbed up, one step at a time, with difficulty. Sweat gradually soaked their clothes, but no one complained. They supported and encouraged each other, overcoming numerous difficulties together.

After an unknown amount of time, just as everyone was exhausted and breathless, the tip of a pavilion suddenly appeared in the distance. This discovery was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly boosting everyone's spirits and sweeping away any sense of fatigue. Their faces lit up with joy, and their pace unconsciously quickened, striving towards that delightful goal.