PDLP Chapter 123 I Miss You So Much in the Northern Desert
Chapter 123 I Miss You So Much in the Northern Desert
The stars and moon hang high, and the night wind blows.
Mei Ziye and Qianqian, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, sat on the eaves of Tingyu Palace, each holding a pot of newly made rice wine from the East Palace kitchen, leisurely drinking and chatting.
Mei Ziye squinted, her eyes blurred by the wind and sand of the northern desert, and stared blankly at the young master Luo who was drinking heartily across from her.
After staring for a moment, Mei Ziye said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master Luo, His Highness the Crown Prince? Is His Highness pregnant with the child of an immortal? That's why he suddenly fell ill and has a persistent fever!"
Upon hearing Mei Ziye's refined question about whether she had an affair with the Crown Prince, Qianqianluo laughed and shook her head, "Ziye, don't you want to live forever?!"
As she spoke, Qianqian rose from the glazed tiles and gestured with her hands in the air, describing the magnificent landscape of the Qingting Dynasty.
Mei Ziye gulped down half a jug of strong liquor, choking back tears as she spoke, "Ziye has already entrusted her soul to the Eastern Palace and His Highness the Crown Prince. Ziye will not be an enemy of His Highness the Crown Prince!!"
"A soul?!" Qianqian paused, "Hahaha, I also wish to entrust my soul to the Eastern Palace and His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Qianqian suddenly changed the subject, bringing her face closer to Meiziye, "It's just that my soul is too despicable, and there is nowhere in this world willing to be my final resting place!!"
Mei Ziye was speechless after being silenced by Luo Gongzi's words. Just as she was about to offer some words of comfort and advice, a familiar voice suddenly came from below.
"The way home?!"
"Immortality?!"
"Young Master Luo, you seem to be in quite an interest. When did you dare to speak ill of me behind my back?!"
Under the eaves, Qing Tingyu, who had just recovered from the heat, was wearing a loose-fitting black python robe.
The newcomer was barefoot, with a crimson belt casually tied around his waist. His long black hair was disheveled, and his red eyes were filled with coldness and icy light, piercing straight at Qianqianluo, who was drinking and laughing on the eaves of the palace.
Upon seeing that the visitor was His Highness the Crown Prince, Mei Ziye immediately fell silent and knelt before him, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
Qianqianlu gritted her teeth, coughed a few times, and mouthed to Meiziye across from her, "Run!!!"
"Hmph, Young Master Luo, if you dare to run, I'll break Mei Ziye's legs, how about that?!"
Qing Tingyu impatiently ordered his guards to take action, "Go, throw him into the dungeon!!"
Upon hearing the sound of the cold sword being drawn, Qianqianluo had no choice but to close her eyes and fly to Qingtingyu's side.
Qianqian smiled, revealing eight teeth, "Your Highness, waaaaah~ you've lost weight!"
Qing Tingyu coldly watched as this lowly commoner tugged at his arm, and lightly parted his thin lips to reply, "Immortal flesh and blood naturally consume essence! What's with this pretense, Young Master Luo?!"
Having said that, Qing Tingyu impatiently shook off Qianqianluo's hand and walked barefoot towards Tingyu Palace, "Follow me!!"
The Crown Prince's orders must be obeyed, so Qianqian followed him eagerly, laughing and crying at the same time, "Your Highness, wait for this lowly commoner!!"
The inner hall of Tingyu Hall;
The bedding, stained by the heat, has not yet been replaced by the servants of the Eastern Palace, and still exudes a faint, cool fragrance.
Qianqian knelt before the Crown Prince, wiping and warming his feet. "Your Highness, you've worked so hard!"
On the couch, Qing Tingyu, pale-faced, had his chest half-exposed, revealing his strong eight-pack abs with distinct angles, and his pulse throbbing beneath them!
Faced with the obsequious, bitter smile of this lowly commoner, Qing Tingyu propped his head up to rest and did not reply.
Qianqianlu awkwardly wiped the Crown Prince's jade feet clean with a silk handkerchief, then hurriedly grabbed a charcoal stove to start a fire.
With her eyes closed, Qing Tingyu smelled the fragrance of golden nanmu charcoal, then frowned and muttered, "Turn it off, I don't like it!"
Qianqian looked at the charcoal fire that she had finally managed to get going, and felt it would be a waste to let it go out. Then she thought, "Why don't you give it to the guards on night watch outside to warm themselves up?"
Before Qing Tingyu could answer, Qianqianluo picked up the freshly lit charcoal stove and headed out the door.
Qing Tingyu coldly opened her eyes, staring intently at the woman's graceful figure as she walked further and further away through the black veil.
After a moment's thought, while the lowly commoner was delivering charcoal, the crown prince quickly pulled out the two red garments that had been lying under his bed.
Looking at the glaring bright red on the couch, Qing Tingyu felt an inexplicable irritation. When he came to his senses, he realized that he had already thrown the two red dresses on the ground.
The Crown Prince was pondering what to do.
The lowly person then returned to fulfill his duty.
Qianqian returned empty-handed with a happy heart. Just as she lifted the black veil and was about to kneel down to greet the little tyrant, she noticed that her red dress was scattered on the ground, and various accessories worth a fortune were strewn all over the place.
"Your Highness, please forgive me!!!" Qianqianlu knelt down with a thud, admitting her guilt!
Looking at the servile appearance of this lowly commoner, Qing Tingyu snorted coldly, "Change him!!!"
Hearing the Crown Prince's order while kneeling on the ground, Qianqianluo looked up in bewilderment, "What?!"
"I will have Young Master Luo change his clothes!" Qing Tingyu threw the hot tea that had been poured on the low table at Qianqian Luo.
How could Qianqianluo let His Highness the Crown Prince's precious wedding dress suffer? She quickly scrambled to her feet, clutching the dress to her chest, "Your Highness, this servant will go change right away!!"
She ran into the hot spring pool in the back hall in a panic and calmed down for a while!
She was convinced because she and His Highness the Crown Prince were of similar height, and the Crown Prince only asked her to try on the wedding dress to see if it fit!
But why is there a corset on this wedding dress?!
Qianqian examined her wedding dress for a long time, then picked up a phoenix crown inlaid with gold, jade, and agate and fell into deep thought.
Outside the hot spring pool, Qing Tingyu leaned lazily against the low couch, listening intently to the noisy jingling of red phoenix ornaments, and an unconscious smile appeared on her lips!
"Why delay like this?!"
"If you don't come out now, I...!"
Just as Qing Tingyu was getting impatient, Qianqian, dressed in red and holding a phoenix crown, with her long black hair flowing freely, barged into the cold gaze of the little tyrant.
His Highness the Crown Prince certainly knows that red attire complements a beautiful woman, and even more so, a celestial being!
Right now, the young master Luo, dressed in a wedding gown, had a waist no more than half a hand's width, and her face was even more radiant than springtime. Her stunning beauty was like a fleeting moment, making Qing Tingyu's breath catch in her throat.
Qianqian's beautiful face was hidden by her thick black hair, so her true appearance could not be seen.
She lowered her head and knelt before His Highness the Crown Prince, saying, "Your Highness, this servant has tried it on successfully!"
Hearing the charming, shy woman's voice, Qing Tingyu's face flushed again. "Come closer!!!"
Qianqian lowered her head and crawled on her knees toward the little tyrant, "Your Highness, this servant is guilty, this servant has defiled Your Highness's red attire!"
"Raise your head!!" the Crown Prince said coldly.
Qianqian forced herself to remain calm, trying to smooth her pale, twitching face, "Your Highness, this lowly person truly knows her crime!"
That lowly commoner still only knows how to use crying to deal with me. Now, he is looking at me with his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his eyes filled with tears!
That pitiful look is utterly disgusting to me. Even when this lowly commoner begs for mercy, he looks just like that!