The Moon of Rebirth Leaning on Fan Qing

My heart trembled slightly, is he here?

"The military forces from the four major hinterlands have rushed over, don't they need to guard over there?" An Ruofan said nonchalantly to conceal the strangeness in his heart.

"Because the armies of the two empires also pressed into Wagga Town. And master rest assured, there will naturally be guards in the four hinterlands."

"Really?" Covering her eyelids slightly, she murmured.

"Where has he been?" An Ruofan asked calmly.

"Return to Your Highness, Your Majesty has already marched to Mingyang City."

"How far is it from here, and how many days will it take?"

"According to the 1500 kilometers here, there are still five days to arrive."

An Ruofan pondered for a while, then suddenly said to An Ruoyu: "It seems that Yuequanxin is not wrong."

"This..." An Ruoyu frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Forget it, you guys go down and make some arrangements." An Ruofan's tone revealed a touch of powerlessness.

the other side

The Huanuan Brocade Tent, even during the march, is still luxurious.

The carriage is drawn by eight white horses that are extremely handsome. The body is cast from thousand-year-old cold iron, which is invulnerable to swords and guns. Even the curtains of the carriage are made of silk from the sky, which can be described as luxurious and luxurious.

An Yanyue was leaning on the cushion, holding the cup in her right hand, and resting her left hand on Yaqian who was lying on her body, smiling evilly.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about His Highness the Ninth Prince?" Yaqian asked softly.

"Oh? How did Concubine Ai find out?" An Yanyue was quite interested, and there was no emotion in her voice.

But the force on Ya Qian's body intensified.

Yaqian's face turned pale, and she said in fear, "Your Majesty, forgive me."

"Then concubine, tell me, what is your crime?" An Yanyue lowered her head slightly, her face was almost pressed against Ya Qian, she let out a soft breath, and asked gently.

"Chen, my concubine..." Yaqian trembled slightly, with fear in her eyes, just as she was about to plead guilty, a person came out of the car.

Dressed in a blue robe, with a tall and handsome figure, with spring in the corners of his eyes, there is a hint of charm, and his appearance is gorgeous, which is more than that of a woman, but he is not half feminine.

Who is not Fezel?

Yaqian got up consciously, this is His Majesty's new favorite, if she doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, she might lose her life.

"Your Majesty, the concubine will leave first." Yaqian bowed profusely, her eyes submissive.

"Okay, let's go down." An Yanyue said indifferently.

Yaqian stepped back in small steps, and was supported by the maid at the door of the car curtain.

Feizel leaned down and lay his head on An Yanyue's thigh where Yaqian was just now.

There was a little obsession in his eyes.

The tone was unconsciously charming and coquettish: "Your Majesty."