Yan Zhaozhao would not refuse him, and let Xie Ciyan carry her out of the tent.
There was no one outside the tent, only the branches of the tree swaying lonely in the cold wind. Xie Ciyan carried her all the way out, and seeing that they were gradually moving away from the tent, Yan Zhaozhao could not help but look up and asked softly: "Where are you going?" Xie Ciyan
's smile deepened, and his tone was a little teasing, "Are you in such a hurry?" He walked to his horse, lifted the person in his arms up, and put him safely on the horse's back. Immediately, he stepped on the stirrups, and his body turned over neatly and sat behind Yan Zhaozhao, and his arms tightened the reins in a posture of wrapping around her.
The two of them had done more intimate things before, so Yan Zhaozhao naturally didn't think that their actions were different at this moment. There was a heavy cloud in her heart, lingering in her heart, unable to be waved away or wiped away, which only made her more worried. She no longer had the manners she had as a queen. She relaxed her back and leaned against Xie Ciyan's chest. Her voice sounded a little more relaxed and carefree. "Don't worry, not at all."
As they got closer, Yan Zhaozhao's nose was filled with his unique fragrance, like the pure white snow. It seemed that as long as she was by this man's side, she could be herself without any scruples. Without the burden of being a queen, she didn't have to wake up and worry about whether others would harm her silently. The phoenix hairpins on her head, which symbolized her status, seemed to have become shackles that bound her to behave properly. As long as she wore the phoenix hairpins on her head, she had to remember to be careful in her words and deeds. It seemed that she had never lived for herself every day in the harem. There was
a whistling sound in her ears. Xie Ciyan pulled the reins and ran in an unknown direction. It was dark around her. Yan Zhaozhao, who had never been here before, could not recognize where this place was. Until a "whoa" sound fell from his mouth, the black horse under him heard the sound and did not move, very well-behaved.
Xie Ci Yan got off the horse first, and then carefully carried her down, letting her feet land steadily. In a moment, without giving her the opportunity to ask him where this place was, he took her hand tenderly and naturally, and walked step by step into the dense bamboo forest. There was
silence all around, with only the bleak sound of insects chirping, and the darkness that could not be seen clearly. Only a shadow of the moon hanging high in the night sky illuminated the road under his feet. A cool breeze came towards him, with a little mist, and there was a hint of fresh air in the air.
At the end, there was a mirror-like lake surface, with stars and the moon reflected in the center of the lake, like a bright silver sea, sparkling, like a fascinating beauty. There was
a small boat docked by the lake, and Xie Ci Yan took her to the lake. He got on the boat before her, then turned around and picked up Yan Zhaozhao and put her on the boat steadily, without even getting her clothes wet.
"Why is there a boat here?" Yan Zhaozhao's eyes lit up. When she was in the boudoir, she never went out of the main door or the second door. After entering the palace, she rarely left Fengyi Palace. Of course, she had never tried boating on the lake like now.
Seeing her smile, Xie Ciyan's eyes smiled a little more, "It's the preparation for boating on the lake with you." He knew she was unhappy, and as early as the first day he came to the hunting ground, he had someone prepare a boat here. "This lake is called Jingting Lake, which is the best scenery in this hunting ground. It's just that the ministers and ladies who came here all came here to shine in the hunting ground, so this place has become unpopular, which is a pity." As
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Historical Fictionauthor (Wine and Evening Music) not mine I kinda like this story already 😃 With the enemy at the gates, the king of a country, sitting on the dragon chair, still turned a deaf ear to the outside world, holding the beauty in his arms and enjoying hi...