[MTL]Dressed As a Consort In Ancient Times

Chapter 82

Because of the assassination, it has been delayed for almost a month, and the New Year will be celebrated in another month.

After being away from home for so long, Jiang Libai just wants to go home quickly... She hasn't hugged her little Xingxing for a long time, and she doesn't know if Xingxing still remembers her irresponsible mother Gu Yun.

"Don't be afraid that I won't be able to stand it on the road, look." Jiang Libai picked up her skirt, trotted up to Gu Yun in the snow, looked up at her, "I'm really fine now. "

Under the aggrieved and delicate coquetry of the Seventh Princess, Gu Yun finally let go and decided to set off in two days.

Because she was worried about encountering danger on the road, Gu Yun made a special trip to the prefect's mansion and asked Ming prefect to send some people to **** her and the seventh princess back to Beijing.

"...Yes, yes, even if the son-in-law doesn't mention it, I will send five hundred guards to **** you and the seventh princess, and we must send you and the seventh princess to the capital safely..."

Ming Taishou just wants to send the seventh princess back as soon as possible. After all, if the seventh princess has an accident in his territory again, then the black hat on his head will really be slapped!

Two days later, in the fluttering snow, Ming Taishou finally sent away the Seventh Princess and the Seventh Son-in-law who had made him worry for many days.

Watching the mighty group of people leave, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally left..."

In the comfortable and warm carriage, Jiang Libai was lying on her side, holding a hand stove to warm her hands. As soon as she opened her mouth, she exhaled a curl of water mist: "Sister, I'm still a little cold."

Hearing this, Gu Yun put a few pieces of silver charcoal into the stove at her feet, and fanned it with a small fan. Seeing a few flames starting to rise, she moved the stove to Jiang Libai's side. Cold?"

Jiang Libai stretched out her hand from the tightly wrapped quilt, twisted Gu Yun's cuff with her fingertips and shook it: "It's still cold..."

The girl's beautiful eyes were full of water, like a sparkling lake, sprinkled with a little bit of starlight.

Gu Yun grabbed her little hand with his backhand, coughed lightly, took off his shoes and socks, lifted the quilt next to her, and quickly got in.

Jiang Libai grinned happily, then hugged her strong arms, and nestled comfortably into her arms like a kitten. The familiar temperature made her squint her eyes and rub against Gu Yun's chest. Rubbing, whispering softly: "This way it won't be cold."

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From Guanzhou to the capital, Gu Yun and Jiang Libai finally returned to the capital on the eve of New Year's Eve.

Heavy snow fell, the weather was extremely cold, and the surrounding area was covered with snow.

The two did not go back to the mansion, and ordered the wooden boat to drive the carriage directly into the palace.

Ming Tao, who had already received the news, was waiting at the gate of the palace, watching the Seventh Princess' carriage slowly approaching, her eyes lit up instantly.

"Princess." She went up to meet her, led the carriage into the palace, and happily said to Jiang Libai who had lifted the curtain to look out, "I finally hoped for you back! Once the empress gets the news, she can't wait to go to the gate of the palace in person. to meet you..."

Nothing in the palace seemed to have changed much, and Jiang Libai still looked familiar.

But at this moment, her mood was fluctuating.