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She muttered softly behind him. On account of the fact that her leg hadn't been broken yet, she temporarily stopped arguing with him.

"My prince, my princess."

At the entrance of Prince Jing's Mansion, the carriage to the palace had already been prepared, the carriage driver and the guards had long been waiting outside.

Liu Ruoqing followed behind Yan Yuan and got onto the carriage. The spacious carriage was bright and luxurious, with enough space to seat at least seven or eight people.

Tsk tsk tsk, these ancients really know how to enjoy themselves.

Although this carriage could not compare to the most luxurious carriages she had in the modern world, it could still be considered a top class luxurious caravan.

Because she was going to the palace to see the Kaiser and the empress dowager, she was dressed a bit formally this time, so there were naturally many burdens.

Furthermore, after being tossed around last night and being splashed by Yan Yuan with a bucket of cold water, Liu Ruoqing was starting to feel sleepy.

The carriage that was entering the palace couldn't be considered bumpy, it swayed gently just like a cradle for children, causing Liu Ruoqing to force his mind to clear up and fall back into deep sleep.

Halfway to the carriage, she was asleep, her hands clutching the fringed curtain that hung from the carriage, her face swaying against it.

Noticing the quiet atmosphere in the carriage, Yan Yuan turned to look at her.

Just as he turned his head, a heavy object pressed down on his shoulder, causing him to frown in disgust. He heard a light snoring sound beside his ear.

Did this woman fall asleep?

He did not like being too close to others, especially when it was Liu Tianxin.

Just as he was about to push her head away from his shoulder, his arms were tightly wrapped around by two small arms.

"Xiao Yue, this pillow is a bit hard, and it doesn't feel too good. Next time, try changing it to a softer pillow ?"

The soft sound of sleep talking drifted into Yan Yuan's ears.

This damned Liu Tianxin, using his arm as a pillow, how could she dare to despise him?

After pushing her a few times, Yan Yuan gave up. He did not need to attract attention because of this woman.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the palace after a quarter-of-an-hour. The guard respectfully stood aside and lifted the curtain of the carriage. He was startled by what he saw inside.

The wangfei wrapped around his arm like an octopus, her head resting on his arm. She was sleeping soundly, but her sleeping posture ? It was not very elegant.

The guard saw that Liu Ruoqing still had not woken up, and took another look at Yan Yuan who had an ugly expression on his face. He opened his mouth, and only after a long while was he barely able to regain his senses, "King ? Your Highness, we have arrived. "

"Yes."

Yan Yuan stood up. Seeing that Liu Ruoqing who was beside him still had no signs of waking up, the center of his brows twisted into a "chuan".

Reaching out a hand, he immediately grabbed Liu Ruoqing's collar and brought him out of the carriage.

Looking at the guards, all of them were at a loss for words. His Royal Highness ? It was too brutal.

Only, Yan Yuan's movement was too big, so no matter how sleepy Liu Ruoqing was, he woke up at this time.

Realizing that he was once again being carried like a little chicken, in front of so many guards, Liu Ruoqing's face suddenly turned red.

His gaze turned to look at the culprit, and it was indeed Yan Yuan who suffered a thousand cuts.

Liu Ruoqing clenched his teeth, glared at him, and was about to say something, but his body had already been put down by Yan Yuan, "If there's a next time, I'll throw you out."

With that said, Yan Yuan ignored her and went around her to get on the waiting carriage.

Even though Liu Ruoqing hated Yan Yuan to death, he knew that this was not the time for a fight.