The bright moon is bright tonight.

Nan Si slowed down and waited until the person who came forward gradually became clear under the moonlight. Nan Si stopped.

First, two black horses sat on one man and one woman, with both delicate and beautiful faces. Even though they were over forty years old, their faces looked much younger than their actual age, and they could not hide their nobleness.

Behind the two of them were more than a dozen brown or black iron cavalry. The sound of the striking sound at night had a trembling and murderous aura.

When Nan Si saw them clearly, people came soon also saw Nan Si.

The speed gradually slowed down until the sound of horse hooves stopped. The beautiful man on the opposite side flew up first and hit the horse's back with one foot. The red cloak spread out like the dazzling wings at night, and drew a beautiful arc in front of Nan Si's eyes.

The next moment, she was already picked up from the horse's back and spinned it twice in the air. Then the man kissed her forehead hard: "Baby daughter, Dad misses you so much! You little unscrupulous, still remember your parents? Have you thrown us out of the sky long ago?"

Nan Si was dizzy by him. When her feet fell to the ground, she tidied up her expression and said lightly: "Dad Huang."

The man wearing a red cloak showed his dazzling light at night was one of the four emperors of the Queen of the Dongling Empire. Ji Huangyu, who was good at prophecy and divination and beautiful as a flower.

The woman sitting upright looked at Nan Si silently, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were inherently cold and noble. At this time, she saw Nan Si, and she seemed to have a flash of soft light in her eyes, and then she casually said: "What are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Nan Si raised her eyes and smiled guiltily: "Mom."

Jiurao rolled over and got off the horse, walked to Nan Si, and looked her up and down: "Have you grown a little taller?"

Nan Si nodded: "It should be."

Jiu Rao's eyes fell on her face: "The expression looks a little more vivid than before."

Nan Si pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

"Why have you ever laughed before?" Jiu Rao reached out and rubbed her head, "It seems that Donglan is a little capable prince and can stir your emotions."

Nan Si spoke at the right time: "He is indeed good, and he is good to me--"

"Good to you?" Jiu Rao raised his eyebrows, "It's so good to marry someone else?"

Nan Si choked instantly.

"Xiao Liu'er." Ji Huangyu spoke lazily, with a clear smile on her handsome and dazzling face. "Is she rushing out to greet us so anxiously, is she trying to plead for your baby?"

Heart-hearted baby.

Nan Si twitched gently, feeling numb at this title, but her face was silent, and she replied with an extremely calm attitude: "Is pleading for help?"

Ji Huangyu shook his head: "It doesn't work."

"Since it doesn't work, how could I plead with you?" Nan Si sighed, "I missed you so much when I heard the news that my parents came to Donglan, so I couldn't wait to rush out to greet me. Dad Huang was not happy to see me?"

When Ji Huangyu heard this, he looked at her in surprise, "This temperament has indeed changed. His little mouth is so sensible. In the past, a few dads used to make you laugh, but they didn't see you popping up a few more words."

Nan Si Dunshu.

"It's indeed changed a little." Jiu Rao looked at her daughter thoughtfully, "and became like a normal girl."

Nan Si held her arm, "Mom."

Jiurao smiled faintly: "It is a good thing to have some emotions, and it is also a good thing to say a few more words. Donglan, the little prince, should look good."

There was no sense of anger or dissatisfaction in her tone, but she felt relieved.

But the empress ascended the throne for more than 40 years and has been in power for thirty years. Controlling emotions and thoughts in her heart has long been a compulsory homework. If Nan Si thought she was gentle and tolerant at this time, she felt that she was easy to talk to, so she was very wrong.

After a moment of silence, Nan Si asked, "Mom, where is my father?"

"He suffered a little internal injury, so I asked him to rest in Ziyang for one more day." Jiu Rao said, "Originally, Huang Yu and I planned to stay in Ziyang for a night and wait for dawn to find you. However, after receiving the news that you left the imperial city, my mother didn't want you to run away, so she simply left the city."

Nan Si sighed softly.

Dad Mo's words sound gentle when speaking in front of the queen, but every sentence is thorny.

My mother seemed gentle at this time, but every word hit Nan Si's weakness.

My father suffered internal injuries because of her.

My mother came here in such a hurry and was hustling for a long journey. She could have had a good sleep tonight, but she couldn't rest because of her arrival.

She clearly praised the little prince Donglan for his contribution, but gently blocked Nan Si's intention to ask for love, making her unable to say a word.

It's indeed her mother.

Jiurao asked, "Are we going back to the city to rest now, or are we going directly to the imperial capital?"

Nan Si really wanted her mother and Huang Yu's father to have a good rest for a night.

But thinking about Ye Xiaoqi's current situation, the scale in his heart still tilted a little, and Nan Si whispered: "Let's go back to the imperial capital first."

Ji Huangyu glanced at her: "My pearl was taken away by a wolf cub."

"I can't take it away." Jiu Rao's tone was faint, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, and he patted Nan Si's hand, "Mom has already told the world that she wants to choose some beautiful boys for you. There is nothing good about a prince like Donglan. Si'er should not be deceived easily by others' sweet words."

Nan Si was about to say something, but Jiu Rao said, "Let's go, don't waste time, you should be able to enter the city at dawn."

As he turned over the horse, Jiurao smiled faintly: "I may not have seen Ye Qingli for a long time, so I just happened to talk to him about the past."

Nan Si pursed her lips and turned to look at Ji Huangyu.

"Liu'er." Ji Huangyu smiled, her face was so beautiful that it was breathtaking, "Get on the horse."

Nan Si sighed in her heart, no longer struggling to death, and obediently turned over and sat on the back of the horse.

A group of light cavalry quickly galloped towards the emperor in the night.

...

Sweat is like a waterfall.

The elegant and delicate face is so white that the hair on the forehead is wet with sweat and is pressed against the forehead and sideburns, making it look a little messy.

After taking a shower, the snow-white underwear that I had just changed into was stained with blood stains. The messy and swollen purlin marks extended parallel from the back to the waist, hips, and thighs.

The original kneeling posture could not be maintained. Ye Junling tightened his white and cracked lips and lay weakly on the low couch.

Even my breathing seemed to have become much weaker.

On the floor of the palace brick next to it, four broken rattans declared the end of this punishment.

A glass of water was handed to my eyes.

Ye Junling opened his wet eyes, reached out to brush away the sweat stained on his eyelashes, and his slender and white fingers trembled with warm water handed over by Mo Hua, and his voice was hoarse: "Thank you... Thank you Uncle Mo."
Chapter completed!