Ye Qinghuan knew that after Lin Gang definitely revealed the news, he felt that Xiliang couldn't stay anymore, so he left Xiliang with his family.

However, Lin Gang is not an important person, Ye Qinghuan does not take it to heart, and she has a more important thing to do at this moment.

That is-pick her up Uncle Nine!

The Xiliang army finally retreated, and after Murong Jiu returned to Dongchu and met Murong Yu, he rushed to Xiliang to see his little girl.

Ye Qinghuan knew that Murong Jiu would arrive at the Xiliang Imperial City at almost noon, so when she was still half an hour before noon, she left the Xiliang Imperial City and went to the official road to greet Murong Jiu.

She didn't have to wait long, and after about a stick of incense, Murong Jiu's horse appeared at the bend of the official road.

I saw the tall black horse stepping on the snow with four hooves, driving like the wind, and in a few blinks of an eye, he came to the front of Ye Qinghuan.

Murong Jiu's body was dusty, and his gorgeous ink robe was a little wrinkled, but he still couldn't cover up his natural peerless elegance, and he was full of radiance.

When Ye Qinghuan was still a few steps away, Murong Jiu pulled the reins, and the horse neighed, and the speed slowed down significantly.

The horse was getting closer and closer to Ye Qinghuan, Ye Qinghuan stood with a smile, saw her ninth uncle's routine, and waited unhurriedly.

When Murong Jiu passed by Ye Qinghuan's side, he stretched out his hand to stop Ye Qinghuan and hugged him, and Ye Qinghuan's petite body suddenly fell into the crook of his arm.

Ye Qinghuan sat steadily in front of Murong Jiu, and the speed of the horse's progress was extremely slow, so slow that the two of them sat on the horse's back, and there would be no bumps at all.

"Huanhuan, missed me?" Murong Jiu hugged Ye Qinghuan with both hands from behind, and his deep voice almost escaped close to Ye Qinghuan's ears.

The two of them have their chests against their backs, and their postures are extremely intimate.

Murong Jiu was happy in his heart, if the little girl didn't want him, she wouldn't have welcomed him here in advance.

And he, who had thought of this possibility early in the morning, rode a horse to meet her in advance.

"What do you say?" Ye Qinghuan covered the back of Murong Jiu's hand on her waist with both hands, squinting and smiling.

Murong Jiu kissed her side cheek and chuckled: "It seems that I want to do it very much." ”

said, and added: "I want to be happy ...... more"

The low tone made Ye Qinghuan's heart feel slightly crisp, and a few hints of shallow softness appeared in her eyes.

"Uncle Jiu, I'll ...... this time" Ye Qinghuan wanted to talk about going to the Moon God Clan, but she had just started, and as soon as Murong Jiu pulled the reins, the horses began to gallop.

"Don't mention it." Murong Jiu's tone was slightly dark, with a faint majesty that could not be ignored.

He hugged Ye Qinghuan's body tightly, pursed his thin lips lightly, and ran in the direction of Xiliang Imperial City.

What happened to the little girl in the Luna Clan, how could he not know?

The first time he saw her, he knew she was safe and sound, but as for what happened to her and Tong Yi in the Luna Clan, he didn't want to know at all.

Ye Qinghuan vaguely understood something, leaned on Murong Jiu's arms very quietly, and followed Murong Jiu back to the Xiliang Imperial City on horseback.

Soon, Murong Jiu brought Ye Qinghuan to the ancient mansion in the west of the city.

When the two entered the study, Murong Jiu pulled Ye Qinghuan to the soft collapse, stared at her with affectionate eyes for a moment, and dragged her into his arms, as if to rub her into his body.

"This time, I'm really impressed with Huanhuan." Murong Jiu whispered in Ye Qinghuan's ear, "But, I'm even more worried......"

[Tomorrow 8 watch, yesterday and today the company had a meeting, so I really don't have time to write, tomorrow at noon back to the hotel...... I hope you will forgive me. 】