Chapter 422 Aftertaste
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Jixiang was sitting on the shaft outside the carriage, looking at the small dot gradually approaching in the distance. The other party's outline became clearer and clearer. Jixiang lifted the curtain with a mischievous smile on his face and shouted inside.
After spending these few months, Yingliu's mood has improved a lot.
At least now he could tease Su Qingqing a few times, "When I left, the queen's belly had just started to show signs of pregnancy, but now that she's back, she's about to give birth."
Su Qingqing stretched out her hand and said, "Prepare the money for the gift in advance."
As they were talking, the car curtain was pulled open, and at the same time as the cold air poured in, auspicious and high-pitched voice also poured in.
Su Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, and she turned sideways, lifted the car curtain and looked out.
Rong Que was already very close, she could even see the facial features of the imposing man riding on the horse.
Su Qingqing herself didn't notice how gentle her usually sharp eyebrows were at this moment.
Ying Liu fell to the side with a smile, "Oh my, it's terrible, I'm so sore, my whole body is limp, I don't dare to sit in this carriage anymore, Jixiang, please stop the car and let me get off, otherwise I will be fed dog food in a while."
Jixiang smiled and asked the driver to stop the car. He jumped off the car first, then lifted the curtain and said to Yingliu, "Hurry up and jump down. Your sister Jixiang will catch you!"
Ying Liu glared at her and said, "Go away. You are seven or eight years younger than me. Who should I call you sister?"
He got out of the car, laughing and cursing.
As soon as the two of them got off the car, the driver whipped his whip and met Rong Que.
Jixiang and Yingliu were chatting and laughing as they walked back on foot.
Rong Que's heart was about to jump out of his throat as he rode on the horse. He had never known that a person's heartbeat could be so fast.
Su Qingqing's carriage was getting closer and closer. Rong Que's palms were full of sweat as he held the reins, and his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't stop.
He didn't even know how he fell off the horse and rushed into Su Qingqing's carriage.
I just felt my brain and whole body were numb.
When he came to his senses, the person he had been thinking about day and night was already in his arms.
Their lips pressed against each other, entwined and twisted, and they were already hugging each other.
Too long of separation, too long of longing, at this moment all melted into this kiss.
Rong Que just felt that it was not enough, not enough, not enough at all.
Kissing is not enough, hugging is not enough, it seems that only by crushing this person into pieces and integrating him into the bones and blood can the restlessness of billions of nerves at this moment be relieved.
No one knew how long the kiss lasted until they separated breathlessly. Rong Que looked at the slightly red corners of Su Qingqing's eyes, and he seemed to come alive. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her eyes lightly.
"I miss you."
The three words spilled from his throat with suppressed heat.
Su Qingqing smiled and said, "Who isn't?"
Rong Que's gaze lingered on Su Qingqing's cheek for a long time, as if he couldn't see enough, "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
He had a thousand words in his mind, but he couldn't say anything.
As an emperor and as a husband, he really made Su Qingqing suffer.
She suffered hardships that many wives in other families would never have to endure.
Su Qingqing placed her palm on Rong Que's cheek and rubbed it lightly, "It's all over."
Rong Que pressed his lips against her palm, then looked at her bulging belly.
Su Qingqing smiled and said, "Yingliu wants to be the child's godmother, and she also found him an amazing godfather."
Rong Que's eyes were full of tenderness. He gently touched Su Qingqing's belly, as if he was touching something fragile. "What's so great?"
Su Qingqing smiled and said, "The former crown prince of Da Qi."
Rong Que's expression froze, and he looked at Su Qingqing in surprise, "Mo Duo? Isn't he dead?"
Su Qingqing smiled and said, "Not only did he not die, but he also met again."
A strange look suddenly flashed across Rong Que's eyes.
Su Qingqing was very familiar with this look. This person was jealous.
Su Qingqing smiled and gave Rong Que a scolding look, then said, "There's no need to be jealous, right?"
Rong Que kissed the corner of Su Qingqing's mouth and said, "You guys were able to get things done so smoothly in Yulin this time. I think he played an indispensable role in that."
Still jealous.
Su Qingqing couldn't help laughing, "Moduo only has Yingliu in his heart."
Rong Que and Mo Duo had no friendship. All he knew about Mo Duo was that he was the crown prince of Da Qi, who was deposed. Before he was deposed, he fought with Su Qingqing for several months.
This war was fought as if they were holding a banquet on the border.
They practiced in earnest during the day, and at night, Su Qingqing and Mo Duo roasted lamb legs over a bonfire along the border between the two countries, and talked about life and the future in that vast borderland.
That was Su Qingqing's prime years, in which he had never participated.
