Chapter 457 Traveling with you

Fan Qingyao suddenly supported his body, took a few steps forward and opened the car door.

On the carriage board, the driver is still driving the carriage.

He was dressed in gray clothes, with a sun protection hat on his head, but the hand holding the horse rope was extremely white. Compared with the horse rope covered with sweat and mud in his palm, it looked so white. The hands can be described as crystal clear jade.

Looking at that hand, what else does Fan Qingyao not understand?

She really didn’t expect Baili Fengming to be able to do such a thing.

Simply, Fan Qingyao walked directly outside the carriage and sat side by side with the driver.

It was probably that Fan Qingyao's aura was too suppressed, so that the coachman could not help but take the initiative to speak, "Lin Yi said that all coachmen are like this. It turns out that Lin Yi has too little experience, and he was immediately attracted by you. Got it."

After saying that, he took off the bamboo hat on his head, and his handsome face was exposed in the sun.

 Lin Yi, who was lying on the gun for no apparent reason, “…”

Fan Qingyao was speechless.

Who would dare to use a coachman with such a look? Wouldn't he be afraid that the coach and the people would never return?

 Baili Fengming glanced at the tight little face next to him, "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but now it seems... the effect is not very satisfactory."

Fan Qingyao certainly didn’t think this was a surprise.

Now everyone knows that the prince is still seriously ill, and whether he can survive is still a question.

Once people found out, the prince not only recovered from his illness, but he was also able to drive his carriage all over the country...

 That is deceiving the emperor!

The Baili Fengming that Fan Qingyao knew was scheming, profound, and calm, but she never expected that he could be so playful at times.

 Baili Fengming could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and smiled softly, "Don't worry, no one will know."

Just as Fan Qingyao was about to retort, he suddenly remembered the carelessness of the guards who had just been guarding him, and the emperor who had never written a letter or sent anyone to ask questions these days.

Although Baili Fengming is still the prince, he has long been ignored.

 In other words, Baili Fengming has never been taken seriously by anyone.

 Otherwise, the emperor would not turn a blind eye.

 Otherwise, the guards would not have dared to check the prince's entry and exit while he was unconscious.

Fan Qingyao was still blaming Baili Fengming for being hasty, but in fact, Baili Fengming had already seen through everything.

 That's why Baili Fengming doesn't have so many scruples today.

The heartache surpassed everything else, and even the anger just now subsided.

Looking at the people sitting next to him, Fan Qingyao asked softly, "So where do you want to go?"

 Baili Fengming answered naturally, "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and I will celebrate the festival with you."

Fan Qingyao was stunned. He really didn't expect that he would go to such great lengths just for her.

 Since arriving at the palace, Fan Qingyao's spirit has been in a tense state.

After all, the palace is different from the main city. Everyone lives in a place as big as the palm of your hand. You can't see each other without looking up. If there is an oversight, you don't know what kind of trouble and lawsuit it will cause.

 In fact, she was used to it and didn't think it was anything, but in the end, he saw everything.

  Although she never said it, and he never asked, he would just silently write down everything in his mind. Fan Qingyao looked at the people beside him who were still driving the carriage seriously, and was so stunned that he couldn't recover.

 Baili Fengming thought she was still angry, so he glanced at her quickly and said, "Just go and come back early."

 I really just wanted to give her a surprise, but instead it ended up like this.

Fan Qingyao suddenly smiled, "Well, leave early and come back early."

This time, it was Baili Fengming's turn to be stunned for a moment, looking sideways at the people around her, as if she didn't expect that she really agreed.

Fan Qingyao stretched out his hand and held it, still smiling. Even his eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of water, soft and rippling gently in the sun, "I want to go early and come back early." , First of all, we must ensure personal safety, and please concentrate on driving the carriage, Your Highness.”

  After Baili Fengming was surprised, he also smiled lowly and said, "Okay."

As he finished speaking, his well-jointed hands grasped her little hand and the horse rope in his palm.

The town at the foot of Xinggong Mountain is not too big, with only one main street.

 It was noon at this time, and people passing by could be seen everywhere on the lively main street.

The people here are different from those in the main city. There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor among the people in the main city. There is an inexplicable sense of comparison between people. Even a stranger walking on the street will be judged by others. Watch and consider.

But the people in this town are extremely simple. People here rely on the mountains all year round, and the gap between them is not too big. Acquaintances will just nod to each other, and no one will take the initiative to deal with strangers they don’t know. Looking at it carefully.

Fan Qingyao and Baili Fengming drove the carriage all the way to the main street, but it didn't cause much of a sensation.

 The people here would never have thought that the dignified prince and princess would appear in this way.

Despite this, Fan Qingyao waited for Baili Fengming to park the carriage in the alley of the street, then went to the small stall opposite and selected two masks painted with local people's paintings, which meant good luck.

 It’s not very beautiful, it’s good if it can cover your face.

Fan Qingyao was about to take out the money, when familiar beautiful hands came into view.

 Baili Fengming threw the pieces of silver to the stall owner and pulled Fan Qingyao towards the depths of the street.

Although the Dragon Boat Festival in this town is not as grand as the main city, it is still very lively. Walking on the streets, you can see small stalls buying colorful strings for purses and bags, and you can also smell the aroma of steaming rice dumplings.

Fan Qingyao is different from other women. Two lives have accumulated all her stubbornness. Now she has long been accustomed to being quiet. Even when walking on a busy street, she will give people the feeling of being aloof.

The big hand holding her hand suddenly tightened. Before Fan Qingyao could react, he was taken to a stall selling colorful strings for purses by the people around him.

The things here are not very exquisite, but they all have excellent meanings.

Fan Qingyao knew in her heart that Baili Fengming wanted her to choose some solar terms that she liked, but she was really unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

She reached out to take out two purses from the stall, but she heard a familiar voice say slowly, "Wrap them all up."

These words made the stall owner stunned.

 After all, in a small town like this, you may not see such a wealthy person for ten or eight years.

Fan Qingyao was also stunned.

Even though it doesn’t cost much money to buy all the things in this stall, where will you put them if you really move them back?

Should we take it back and set up a stall in the palace to do business?

 (End of this chapter)

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