Deyang had just walked to the front of the house, and suddenly his waist tightened, and then his eyes were spinning. The next moment, she had been carried onto her shoulders by Xiahou Yongli.

She was shocked. As a noble daughter of the Great Phoenix Chao, when did she be treated like this? She was still so savage!

"Xiahou Yongli, are you crazy? Let me down quickly!" Deyang didn't care about Wen Ya and cursed with gritted teeth.

Xiahou Yongli didn't say a word, and just carried her like she was walking out as if she was carrying her prey.

Deyang was shocked and lost his appearance. Only Nan Chu, a barbarian tribe, would do this. Now that he has conquered the country and is about to become the emperor, how could he be so Meng Lang!

"Xiahou Yongli, let me go, you... you..." She, who has always been eloquent, was so rude that she was speechless and didn't know what to do.

Seeing that she was so angry that she couldn't even speak, Xiahou Yongli couldn't help laughing. For more than half a month, the clouds and fog instantly disappeared.

He just carried Deyang and walked out of the courtyard with great strides.

When I heard Deyang's cry, the servants in the yard and the house rushed out, but I saw the future Emperor carrying the future Empress on his broad shoulders and walking outwards as if flying.

Everyone was stunned, especially Qing Xing, who looked confused and murmured: "What's wrong with Your Highness the Crown Prince? Do you still need corporal punishment?"

Deyang lay on Xiahou Yongli's shoulders, shy and angry, and his white hands kept hitting his back: "What are you making? Why don't you let me go quickly? How can you do this behave!"

Xiahou Yongli couldn't help laughing: "Typical? This prince is a kind of typical, who dares to laugh?"

"You barbarian, you barbarian! What does it have to do with me if you don't understand the rules so much? Why do you have to take care of me? Xiahou Yongli, let me go!" Deyang struggled desperately, but how could he struggle? He had to roar in anger.

Xiahou Yongli, regardless of the petrification of the people around him, took Deyang all the way to the stable, and then put Deyang down.

Deyang's face was flushed with anger and turned his head without saying a word. As soon as he walked out of the stable, he heard the neighing sound of the horse behind him. Then she was directly brought onto the horse by a strong arm. After falling into his solid and powerful arms, Xiahou Yongli rode his horse and ran towards the main city.

"What the hell do you want to do!" Deyang was so angry that he smoked his orifices. He ignored where he was, and harshly hit Xiahou Yongli's chest with his pink fists in front of everyone.

Xiahou Yongli laughed happily, and pulled the reins and ran out of the inner garden of the imperial city.

After entering the main street, the people all recognized that it was Xiahou Yongli and bowed down and bowed.

However, Xiahou Yongli rode his horse and rode his horse without hesitation, and soon left the city gate.

"Where are you going?" Deyang thought that he had thrown his shame on the street of the Imperial City today, and was not afraid of being embarrassed anymore, so he asked loudly in anger.

Xiahou Yongli was originally hugging her, but when she saw her clamoring for a fierce question, she smiled leisurely, let go of her hands, pulled the reins and rushed forward with both hands. The sudden weightlessness made Deyang scream, but instead took the initiative to hug his waist and pressed himself tightly in his arms. She was so angry that she no longer cared about anything else, and only roared: "Xiahou Yongli, you, a man who is dying, I will not let you go!"

Xiahou Yongli laughed loudly when he heard this, but instead he whipped faster and faster. It was not until he rushed to a green grass that he slowed down. He looked down at the woman in his arms who was so scared that he didn't dare to raise his head, and said softly: "I will be happy if you don't let me go in your life!"
Chapter completed!