The sound of horse hooves gradually became lighter, and I stopped completely in front of the carriage.

Then, a clear and pleasant voice sounded not far from the curtain of the car, and it was obvious that the visitor had already rode his horse to the front.

"This carriage is covered with black clothes. I have never seen it in the city. I don't know whose family belongs to it?" Nangong Mo grabbed the horse and asked lightly.

At this time, someone outside the curtains could only say respectfully: "Best, we are from Yunqian Zhongzi Mansion. My son has always been frugal, so he never carved a logo on the carriage."

Nangong Moyue narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the black curtains of the carriage, and slowly spoke in a calm voice: "Yun Qian Proton's carriage? Haha, the wood of the elm tree, I didn't expect that there would be such a carriage in the Yun Qian Proton's mansion."

The materials used to promote elm trees are used to make carriages, especially the axles, and are supplemented with wooden wheels with plucked anti-rive structures. They are the most luxurious carriage structure and materials at that time, which can avoid the best shock absorption effect. Even the royal family used this kind of desolate prince. Yun Qian Proton, a "poor" and down-and-out prince, would naturally be mocked by Nangong Mo if he used this kind of carriage.

The man still answered slowly without any anger: "The prince laughed. This carriage was actually bought by my wife. I just thought that if I wait for such a family, it should not be carved with logos and scattered across the market, so the wife told the curtains to be black as the foundation and to act in a low-key manner."

Nangong Mo didn't say anything for a long time. I thought it was because of the man that he was blocked by him and didn't know which sentence he said.

There is no way. Everyone knows that what Nangong Mo values ​​most is Princess Deyang. As long as he lifts Deyang out, he will not be able to tell him.

At this time, someone next to him shouted: "Bold, even the carriage of Yun Qian Proton cannot be so rampant on the main street! When I see my prince, the people in the car do not even show their faces, how can they behave!"

Deyang sneered, trying to see if she was in this carriage.

Xiahou Yongli chuckled and whispered in her ear: "Yinyin sits there, I'll go back."

Deyang grabbed him and shook his head slowly with his eyes firmly. Xiahou Yongli raised his eyebrows slightly. Is she planning to go out with him?

Is she... worried about him?

With his strength, Deyang tried to stand up, but she had been lying for three days and in the car for another night. Her whole body felt like she was dispersed and she couldn't get up.

Xiahou Yongli's eyes were slightly bent, and the feeling of care was overflowing from the bottom of her eyes. She had lost too much blood and must have been dizzy at this time: "Don't force me, I'll do it myself."

Deyang gritted his teeth and pulled him away, insisting on standing up.

Xiahou Yongli had no choice but to hug her and stand up: "Yinyin, remember, you can't speak."

Deyang nodded.

Xiahou Yongli sighed again, took his big cloak from the side and put it on her. Then he held her slightly cool little hand, hugged her waist, lifted the wardrobe and walked out.

Everyone took a cold breath.

Yun Qian Proton and Princess Deyang!

The moment Nangong Mo saw Deyang, his body was slightly stiff and he was stunned.

Her face was pale and her complexion was extremely poor. Even her bright red lips were dyed like frost and snow. She only stood up and walked two steps, and sweat was already flowing on her forehead. It can be seen that the fatigue of this carriage also made her extremely energy-consuming.

"Qinghuang?" Nangong Mo called her name without hesitation, his tone was filled with worry and heartache, and Xiahou Yongli frowned instantly.

"Xiahou Yongli has seen the King of Luling. He is not feeling well and cannot salute the prince. I hope he will forgive him!" Xiahou Yongli cleared his throat and said loudly.
Chapter completed!