130 gentleman

The horse began to walk.

This movement was like an electric shock, which scared her to lose the reins, but in exchange for a sharp shout: "You don't want to die?"

The reins were immediately stuffed back into his hand, and in order to prevent her from "off the reins" again, he still held her hand with his hand.

She hurried to find Han Jiangzhu's figure, but only heard him shout with concern, "Don't be nervous, it's okay..."

Is this okay?

She was about to stare at the person behind her, but she heard a short voice close at hand and shouted, "Legs are tight, lean forward, don't stick to the saddle, and run away..."

She didn't know whether she listened to his order but involuntarily did it because of nervousness or whether he suddenly pressed her forward slightly. Anyway, the horse ran.

She was turned upside down, and everything in front of her was flying around, and she just wanted to roll to the ground and die immediately.

He clenched her hand more and more. Although the two were ambiguous, his body kept an effective distance from her. Even physical bumps were extremely limited, but she felt that her back was hot, her fingertips were cold, her heartbeat was panicked, and her mouth was dry... So that he didn't hear anything clearly in his ear, but it was a horse. After running wildly, he finally stopped. Before he straightened up, he seemed to mutter, "As for, I'm not a ghost" and got into his ears smoothly.

Has it stopped? Did you really stop? Why does she still feel that everything is messy? His eyes also seemed to turn up and down, so much so that he saw Han Jiangzhu jumping over like a zombie, but he was happy: "Xue Yan, you can do it, you can..."

What did she do?

He looked at himself dizzyly, but found that he still maintained the half-prong state when the horse was running wildly. He immediately blushed, but when he saw that the initiator stood aside, playing with a small grass, looking like a gentleman.

Gentleman...do you really think wrong about him?

"Haoxuan, thank you very much. Xue Yan, why don't you get off the horse and thank Haoxuan?"

Cheng Xueyan, a person who could not even get on the horse even if someone helped her before, came down from the horse very independently, very smoothly and naturally, and her footsteps floated over. Only Han Jiangzhu looked at her swaying back with a surprised and happy face.

So Gu Haoxuan accepted Cheng Xueyan's angry thanks, but he just waved his hand indifferently and went to chat with Han Jiangzhu.

Two men with very different appearances but equally handsomely waved their pride in front of them. The blue sky and white clouds above their heads are endless, and the vast land under their feet stretches far away. It is surrounded by golden and green autumn. It can't be said that this scene is very touching, but Cheng Xueyan can't get excited anyway.

She was forgotten again, only holding a piece of dead grass to vent her anger, while looking around where to hide.

Finally found a bush of trees and hurriedly hid in it.

Okay, if you find that I'm missing later... But look at the two men in front of you... They are chatting with great interest. She was suddenly discouraged. According to this, I'm afraid that even if she hides until dark, she may not be found.

Women, women, when will you realize that for a man, you are not as important as you think or hope?

She was feeling sorry for herself. The person in front of her suddenly found that the footsteps behind her had disappeared. She turned around and swept her eyes, and her eyes fell on the beaded silver hairpin slightly shaking on the low woods at the same time.

"Xue Yan..."

She poked out half of her head with a sad face.

"Did you fall down?" Han Jiangzhu strode over and said, "Are you hurt?"

He looked at her nervously.

So much concern suddenly embarrassed her. Don't open your eyes, but Gu Haoxuan is looking at them with a thoughtful and playful face. She became even more uncomfortable.

"It's okay, but..." Naturally, you can't say what was awkward just now: "It's just tripped..."

"Why do you walk like a child without looking at it..."

Han Jiangzhu shook his head helplessly, but suddenly pulled her, only for a while... She landed on the horse, and then the horse shook, and Han Jiangzhu also flew over, protecting her with his arms and shaking his reins: "Drive!"

The dark horse exerted four hoofs and ran out briskly.

I don't think riding a horse is a painful thing this time. I can see the dead grass rolling like waves and jumping around like a picture. The wind crossed his cheeks coolly, which was extremely comfortable. Han Jiangzhu's warm breathing and strong heartbeat came from his ears, which inevitably made him a little panic. His arms are stable, like a bronze wall and iron wall, safe and secure. I remember that when he was just on the horse, Gu Haoxuan also protected himself like this. Although he was not as strong as Han Jiangzhu, he also tried his best...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help looking back, but seeing that the white and red horse had been stopping in place, it was almost two small dots.

Han Jiangzhu also found that he did not follow and hurriedly strangled the reins.

"Haoxuan..."

He shouted.

The voice seemed to be very slow. It took a long time to see the white dot move, but it jumped on the horseback and galloped this way.

After a while, he brushed his side and ran forward.

Han Jiangzhu smiled and said, "This guy..." Then he told Cheng Xueyan, "Hear the reins."

Then the horse was whipped, and the black charcoal horse rushed out like an arrow...

Cheng Xueyan didn't know when to let go of the reins. She only grabbed the horse's mane tightly and couldn't hold the horse's neck. As a result, she was turned upside down again. In the dark, I saw the red clouds getting closer and closer, and Han Jiangzhu shouted happily in his ear: "Look, the two of us have also caught up with you, haha..."

Then there was a crackling whip, and the two horses ran vigorously with their necks, and specially picked the dwarf bushes to compete in the "hurdles". The two men laughed wildly when you chased me... Although she didn't exercise, she was more tired than the horse, and she was breathless and just wanted to spit wildly.

I really don't know how to go back to the house, and I don't know who won who. There was only the sound of the wind and the sound of horses' hoofs in her mind. The wind was still coiling in her ears until she was lying in **, and even if she lay in **, she felt that the bed was constantly bumping and her hands couldn't help pumping.

Bitong talked to her for a long time, but saw that she had no reaction and her eyes were dull, but her face was ruddy and healthy, not like she was sick.

She couldn't help muttering to herself, "Do you want to go or not?"

"Where to go?"

Cheng Xueyan's eyes turned slightly to her.

"Naturally, it's Furongtang. Now everyone is there, just waiting for the girl..."

Cheng Xueyan looked at the copper leak in the corner: "It's neither a morning meeting nor a dinner party. What happened?"

"Naturally something happened. Mr. Fu is back. Don't you need to greet him?" Bitong said, curling the corners of her mouth.

"Mr. Fu..."

Cheng Xueyan suspected that this toss in the afternoon might have upset some important person's memory, but she didn't find this "Mr. Fu" after thinking about it.

Bitong couldn't help it: "Of course, the girl doesn't remember. This Mr. Fu is Mr. Du's husband and has been doing business in Canghan for a few years..."

Cheng Xueyan finally remembered this person. Du Yingzi asked her husband to give him a seat in the museum because Guan Juguan was short of manpower recently. I heard that he was on the road a month ago, but I didn't want to come today. It seems that Canghan is really remote, and the ancient transportation is really inconvenient.

Bitong served Cheng Xueyan for a simple grooming, only changed into a dark purple plain outer dress and a lotus-blue high-waisted pomegranate skirt, and then came to Furongtang and kept complaining all the way.

"It's just an outsider, with no power and power. How can the whole house take the wind? He also sent people to inform him several times. Mr. Du himself only lived in the house for the time being because of his wife's face, but he took the master's style everywhere. Even if the master came back from a long distance, he had never seen such a big situation. Besides, the master doesn't like Fu Yuanshan at all..."

Cheng Xueyan listened to her chatter and remembered that Fu Yuanshan seemed to have a concubine in Canghan. Before he arrived, Du Yingzi told everyone that if he dared to bring the little bitch over, she would die to show him! So...isn't it lively to watch?

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that my eyes were not deaf, my ears were ringing, my hands were not shaking, my footsteps were firm, and I accelerated to rush to Furong Hall.

Furong Hall is indeed lively. From the master to the servants, almost all of them came from the husband to the raised Mother, squeezing the huge Furong Hall, which shows that Du Yingzi has great influence. However, it should not appear, such as Cheng Cangyi, such as Li Yan, such as... Moreover, Zichen...

Cheng Xueyan swept around and saw people full of eyes, but she didn't know where the protagonist was to welcome.

"Oh, the big girl is here..."

Although Du Yingzi was busy socializing, her eyes did not drop at all. As soon as Cheng Xueyan appeared at the door, she was targeted by her.

"This nobleman is difficult to invite," she came forward and enthusiastically pulled her: "I asked Zhener to go to Yanran Pavilion to invite the eldest daughter several times, but Zhen'er replied that the eldest daughter was not feeling well and was afraid she couldn't come. I just thought that no one can lack a big girl, right? If it hadn't been for the absence of many people, I would have invited you in person, but coincidentally you came. Your uncle is in business. Earlier, I told him that our eldest daughter was not in good health and asked him to bring some tonics on the way. Although Dijing is also rich, there are always some things that are not available. This time, your uncle brought a few pieces of gingseng, and you have to leave one for the eldest girl. Later, let Bitong take it back and nourish the eldest girl..."

Cheng Xueyan thanked with a smile and looked at her twice.

It's really refreshing to have a happy event. Although Du Yingzi still rubs a lot of rouge powder, her face rarely reveals a moist luster. At this glance, she seems to be several years younger. As usual, the dress is bright and a little brighter than usual. The upper body is a rouge-colored silver silk pinching the outer skirt, and the bottom is matched with eight skirts of yellow folding branches.

Goose yellow was originally the color of a little girl. Today, she specially chose to wear it, which shows her joy.

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PS: This afternoon, I found the comment 378 and went home to 376. One was a cherry message and the other was a reward in my dream. I don't know why. I have read the content and just waited for a reply when I got home, but suddenly disappeared. I have gone to the backstage to inquire, and it should be solved quickly. Say sorry first. Maybe it won't happen if I reply in time. I'm sorry%>_