C65 The future princess

Carrying Xie Qingrong, Xuanyuan Chen walked towards the county level area step by step. During this time, Xie Qingrong's hands unconsciously hung by her side, her jet-black hair was a little messy due to the wind.

Xuanyuan Chen's expression was calm, his eyes were cold enough to freeze.

In his heart, however, he was blaming himself.

He once again caused A Rong to fall into such a dangerous situation. He had clearly promised himself that he wouldn't let her receive any more harm. From the moment A Rong saw him, he had been injured.

He had always thought that he was already strong enough, but he realized that he was still not strong enough. In that situation yesterday, he still needed A Rong to find people to help him.

What high and mighty prince, what warlord prince that uses troops like a god, if he can't even protect the woman in his arms, how can he talk about the land under his feet, how can he talk about this world.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Che made a decision in his heart.

A decision that was about to change his life.

Xie Qingrong opened her eyes slightly and felt her vision grow blurry. She seemed to have slept for a long time, and her head was faintly dizzy.

Ye Zichen moved his arm, wanting to stretch.

"Hiss …"

His left shoulder was in so much pain, Xie Qingrong frowned as he pulled open the inner garment on his left shoulder.

It was azure and violet, as if he had been struck by something.

She suddenly recalled the scene where the flood had washed over her. The huge impact had finally knocked them all down. She was carried by the water current, as if she had been struck there.

Then she fainted, unconscious.

I wonder how Nanping is doing now.

Xie Qingrong got off the bed, donned her clothes, and went to look for Xuanyuan Chen.

Just as he opened the door, he saw Xuanyuan Chen, Lin Mu and Zhangsun Wenxuan seated on a stone table in the center of the courtyard. The three of them sat on a stone bench.

Xuanyuan Chen's fair and long fingers were holding a teacup with white plum blossom in it, gently blowing away the steam in the cup.

As though he had sensed something, as soon as Xie Qingrong stepped out of the room, Xuanyuan Chen had already raised his head and saw Xie Qingrong.

The teacup in his hand rolled down, the hot tea mist was releasing hot air, but Xuanyuan Chen's hand had turned red from the heat.

Xuanyuan Chen seemed to not be aware of anything.

He quickly strode in front of Xie Qingrong.

He carefully examined Xie Qingrong's face.

Lin Mu and Zhangsun Wenxuan looked at each other, they could see what the other wanted to express in each other's eyes.

They smiled at each other and decided to give them space.

Xie Qingrong's face was white and rosy, her cherry lips were a little dry, probably because she hadn't been in the water for a long time. Her brows were warm and there seemed to be a faint smile on them. Her eyes were moist, and it would not be excessive to call her a pair of watery eyes.

A head of black hair cascaded down the back of his head. A gentle breeze blew past, causing his hair to flutter gently.

A Rong, why did you come out? Xuanyuan Chen laughed faintly.

However, Xie Qingrong heard a hint of indistinct gentleness from Xuanyuan Chen's deep voice. She suddenly frowned, not knowing what had happened to Xuanyuan Chen.

Very quickly, he stretched his arms and smiled, "I'm a little tired from sleeping. Come out for a walk."

Xuanyuan Chen immediately held onto Xie Qingrong's lily-white hands and said: "Then I'll go with you."

"Alright." Xie Qingrong replied.

Then, the two started walking in the courtyard. In the meantime, Xie Qingrong seemed to have thought of something, and asked worriedly: "Nanping, how are you now?"

Xuanyuan Chen smiled lightly: "Nanping is very good. This is all thanks to A Rong, if A Rong did not find those citizens for help, I am afraid Nanping City would not be able to escape this calamity. "

"Hearing that, Xie Qingrong laughed, the worry in her face faded, and she did not take pride in her achievements. She only spoke the truth," This is all because of the contributions of the citizens of Nanping City, I just thought of this method, if not for the help of the citizens of Nanping City, I would not have been able to help you. "

Xuanyuan Chen smiled, he knew that Xie Qingrong said this completely because she gave the credit to the commoners, but had actually removed herself from the group. After all, Xie Qingrong wasn't allowed to follow the Nanping.

It was just that A Rong was still a little naive, which of the commoners didn't recognize her now.

The common folk outside treated A Rong like a fairy, while they themselves, as princes, seemed insignificant.

Thinking like this, the smile on Xuanyuan Chen's face became wider and wider, until he could not help but ask, "You seem to be very Kathy, what exactly has happened to us in the past few days to make our ever-happy Prince Chen so happy?"

Xuanyuan Chen laughed lightly: "I'm afraid A Rong still doesn't know, the people outside are praising him." Xie Qingrong frowned and looked at Xuanyuan Chen suspiciously. Then Xuanyuan Chen continued to speak: "A Rong is truly intelligent, and my eyes are like torches.

You painstakingly invited so many citizens to help you that day, and you also succeeded in protecting the Nanping City. Those commoners, they all called you a Heavenly Immortal. Heavenly Immortals who had specially descended to the mortal world to save them. This king truly has the good fortune of three lifetimes to have an engagement with the Heavenly Immortal. "

Xie Qingrong stroked her forehead. She really did not know how this would happen. It seemed like everyone would know about it now.

If she had known that such a thing would happen, she probably would have done it.

However, Xie Qingrong blinked her eyes. Her vision was still blurry, as if she was shrouded in a layer of mist.

She pulled a corner of Xuanyuan Chen's wide sleeves and was a little hesitant. She sighed, and still couldn't help but tell Xuanyuan Chen about this matter.

"Chen, I can't see clearly anymore."

In that moment, Xie Qingrong felt her hand being squeezed tight, and she even felt some pain.

She glanced at Xuanyuan Chen worriedly and said: "Don't worry, it's just that I can't see it clearly, it's not that I can't."

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Chen held Xie Qingrong's small hands even more tightly, the smile on her face had already completely disappeared, and the expression in her eyes became gloomy: "A Rong, do not be afraid, I will immediately order some people to go find a doctor. Sit in the courtyard for a while, I'll be there shortly."

With that, he left in a hurry.

Xie Qingrong sat on the stone chair, she could vaguely make out the outline of the teapot and teacup, and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

Lightly taking a sip, he savored the fragrance on the corner of his mouth.

Good tea!

Without waiting for Xie Qingrong to savor it, Xuanyuan Chen had returned.

Behind him were Lutestre and an old man with a white beard.

After the doctor finished helping Xie Qingrong, he said: "It's not a big problem, it's just that my eyes should have been soaked in mud before, I feel a little hazy, and will be alright after a few days of rest."

Lutestre returned after sending the doctor out.

Just as Xuanyuan Chen was about to press down the corners of his eyes, he was suddenly shocked.

I wonder who this woman is, to actually receive such treatment from the Prince Chen.

The shock in Lutestre could naturally not escape Xuanyuan Chen's eyes. Coincidentally, he had yet to properly introduce A Rong to him.

He then said: "Master Lu, this is my fiancee, General Xie's direct daughter, Xie Qingrong. He is my future Princess Consort Chen."