Qing Hu almost searched the entire area around the execution ground, but could not find even the snow mark.
Not here?
If he was here, he should have seen her looking for him long ago.
Qing Hui stopped, grabbed an officer and soldier who was patrolling and asked, "Have any of you seen a very tall person? You can recognize him at a glance."
The officers and soldiers shook their heads, recognized her, and advised: "Madam, it's raining so heavily, please find a place to hide. I'll go find you a carriage."
"No, I can go back by myself." Qing Hui refused without thinking.
Then I couldn't help but frown, where did Lian Xueyin go?
Could it be...
She remembered the thunder that almost tore the sky apart before it started to rain, faintly in the direction outside the city.
Outside the city?
Lian Xueyin went outside the city?
Qing Hui recalled it seriously. It seemed that she had not seen Lian Xueyin since she went to the execution ground. Counting the time, it was at least more than an hour in the past.
She is really confused.
No matter how lucky she is, God has not rained for three years, so how could it rain for no reason?
Lian Xueyin must have thought of something.
No wonder he wasn't waiting for her at the execution ground. She thought he would accompany her today.
Qing Hui hurriedly found someone to help her lead a horse, got on the horse, and ran out of the city.
There was a carnival in the city at this time, so that there was no one on the way to the city gate. Qing Hui rode a horse on the empty streets all the way to the outside of the city. She couldn't remember the specific direction, but she had never been like this before.
The feeling of urgency, wanting to go faster, faster.
I want to see Lian Xueyin right away.
She didn't know how long she had been running, and she didn't know if it was really destined. When the horse suddenly stopped and roared to the sky, Qing Hui saw from a distance the muddy wasteland.
, stands a figure.
His back was turned to her, and he probably heard the movement and turned around slowly.
Qing Hui got off his horse and ran towards him.
"Your Majesty!"
I ran all the way to him and hugged his waist tightly.
Lian Xueyin's figure was a little unstable due to her collision. He took half a step back before steadying his body, and his hands fell on her shoulders.
Qing Hui raised his head and looked at Lian Xueyin's face, which was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
The ordinary mask on his face disappeared at some point, revealing his original cold and stunning face.
His hair was wet from the rain and stuck to the sides of his cheeks. The water droplets slid down between his eyebrows, revealing a bit of brittle fragility.
Like a little kitten that got wet in a heavy rain, except for a pair of calm pupils, the whole person looks shaky.
Qing Hui stared at him blankly. Even without asking, he could guess whether he must have been injured or seriously injured.
She raised her hand in panic, and the leaves from her palm flew up, holding up a red umbrella above their heads.
Isolated from the falling rain.
"Your Majesty, I'm not skilled in magic and can't hold up the barrier. You...will give in?" Qing Hui felt a little embarrassed facing the simple umbrella.
Now in her original form, she can barely protect him from the rain, but in this wilderness, it's not appropriate for her to take off her clothes, right?
She hasn't practiced enough to be able to change clothes at any time.
Nervous.
Probably amused by her troubled expression, Lian Xueyin laughed softly.
"Okay, let's do it."
"But Zhizhi, I'm a little tired now and can't stand anymore."
Chapter completed!