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    Seeing her frail appearance, Gao Yan thought to himself: “If we had not placed her in an inn in this town, there might be snow falling in the desert that day. She is so delicate and might suffer.”

    However, the thought disappeared as soon as it circulated in my mind. No one would trust this little woman.

    The King of Longxi twirled Hua Jin’s quilt, then turned and went downstairs.

    Gao Yan and his party stayed in the town for a day. There were many merchant teams heading to Tatar. They put on camel carts and mixed in with the caravans to go to Tatar territory.

    Gao Yan has been guarding Longxi since he was sixteen years old. Even the traders who travel to Tatar all year round will not know this road better than he.Unlike horses, camels have wide and large hands, so walking in the desert is not bumpy.

    Hua Jin was thinking about Gao Yan’s previous mention of the map, so she told Gao Yan, and he gave her the parchment without saying anything.

    How long can the King of Longxi live in this northwest border?

    Hua Jin thought about the section from Longxi to central Beijing several times. She was not really an ignorant woman raised in a boudoir. She looked carefully, and the King of Longxi just sat next to her and looked at her, playing with her long braid hanging on her chest.

    He had braided this braid for her. The girls in the Tatars never tied their hair and only braided their black hair. Hua Jin found it strange, so she let he braid it on her head for a long time.

    Who would have known that the King of Longxi was tall and burly and looked like a barbaric man. He was afraid that he could lift a cauldron with one hand, but he did it patiently. In the end, he made it up and it was quite similar.

    Hua Jin has a delicate mind, but the girl’s first love affair coincides with a palace change. She has never thought about this. Occasionally, she turned over the book and saw “Thrush for a Wife”, which still felt ridiculous in her heart.

    But Gao Yan was right, she was not a clay or wood sculpture, or had a heart made of stone. In fact, that day she could ask him, “What will you do if I don’t want to do it all the time?” When she said this, a gap opened in her heart.

    Hua Jin stared at Gao Yan’s hand in a daze.

    Suddenly, she suddenly realized Gao Yan’s intention. The young woman could not hide the surprise on her face, pointed at the map and said: “Excuse me? Master, you are too…”

    It would be too courageous to point the sword at the capital like this. If he is not careful, he is afraid of ending up with no body intact. This move is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.

    No wonder he came in person.

    Gao Yan lowered his head and grabbed her lips: “Your Highness really knows me.”

    “I hope you get what you want.” Hua Jin let go and stabilized his breathing.

    Gao Yan touched her face and said nothing.


    Ganzhou City is much colder than Beijing in winter, and Hua Jin is still not used to it. In this long desert, camel convoys gather together, and a bonfire is lit around them.

    Our carriage was sealed, and the inner walls were covered with leather. Even so, Hua Jin was still shivering from the cold at night. She huddled up into a ball with her eyes closed and crawled into Gao Yan’s arms.

    “Master, I’m cold.” Hua Jin was confused, wishing she could press her whole body against him and wrap her legs around his waist.

    The King of Longxi hugged Wenxiang Nuanyu tightly, but the little woman still cried out that she was cold. He simply took off their clothes under the quilt. There was no cover between the two of them. The man’s chest was hot, and his broad and strong body locked her, as if he was holding her in his arms.

    Hua Jin finally stopped tossing and found a comfortable position on He’s arm and fell asleep.

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