Chapter 399

In the pale moonlight, the black crows on the dead branches are very strange.

"Ah ah --"

a cold wind blew by, and the black crow flapped its wings and flew away.

The sound of the wheels of the carriage came from a distance. Qinghe opened his eyes without any focus.

The carriage stopped beside her, and a pair of small white and dazzling hands gently lifted the curtain of the carriage under the moonlight. The coachman bowed his eyes respectfully and reached out to help the people on the carriage down.

The first thing that fell into her eyes was a pair of plain embroidered shoes with blue tendons and transparent feet. She looked at the feet, hesitantly raising her eyes.

That is a beautiful woman, beautiful under the moon is not true. The blue long skirt is wrapped with a Corvus blue embroidery Cape. It looks like silk and has a plump red lip. At the moment, she is holding a smile and looking down at her. For a long time, she slowly says, "what's the matter? How can I stay here? "

Her voice is also beautiful. It's the best voice Qinghe has ever heard. Gently ripples, as if water can flow to the bottom of people's hearts. But the tone of voice, twists and turns, seems to take a little hook, slow, can make people half crisp.

Qinghe thinks of the day when his husband married the princess. Will Princess Jing'an, who did not show up, have the beauty of the woman in front of her?

Later, Qinghe shook her head again. Somehow, she felt that even the princess Jing'an, who was so charming and adorable, couldn't do more than half of the work in front of a plain cloth dress and a woman who didn't give her powder.

The woman's temperament is very complex. She is soft and charming. However, those beautiful peach blossom eyes are as clear as water. Her plain clothes are wrapped around her exquisite body. The whole person is spotless.

See her don't answer, the woman gently frown up the willow eyebrow, the melancholy between the eyebrows, really don't know how many men will be upset.

"What? Can't talk? "

Qinghe was a little embarrassed and flushed, and said, "I, I don't have a home..."

I'm afraid it's a woman. In front of her, she can't lift her head in shame, let alone her?

"Tut, I'm sorry to see you. Are you homeless?" The woman frowned more tightly, showing pity in her eyes. She nodded her red lips and thought for half a moment, then suddenly stroked her palm, "well, you have nowhere to go, can you follow me? I don't know when it's going to rain because it's so cold and dewy. As a woman, I can't let you linger alone. There are not even pieces of debris to cover the rain. "

Qinghe stares at her eyes. She doesn't seem to understand the woman's words. She murmurs and repeats them again and again, "follow and follow you? Come with you... "

The woman smiled, and her face was brighter than the moonlight in the sky. "Yes, follow me, will you?"

"I, I really can?"

A small jade white hand reached directly in front of her eyes, shaking and shaking. Her round nails were clean and lovely. She looked at the dirt in her nails that she could not wash all the year round. Her hands were dry and rough, and the color was yellow. Compared with the white skin that was about to shine, it was really a bright moon in the sky and a gravel on the ground.

She did not dare to stretch out her hand, but the woman directly bent down and took her hand and pulled her up.

"Get up quickly, it's cool on the ground. We women should take good care of ourselves."

A word touched her heartstrings, she raised her eyes to see that the woman had stepped on the carriage first and was reaching out to wait for her.