Chapter 53 A trip to the paddock

After Yingge put down Murong Xun's coat, he said lightly, "No matter what happens to those people, it has nothing to do with the maidservant. The maidservant follows the young lady, and he is only worried about the young lady!"

Murong Xun smiled and said, "So is the sadness on Yingge's face for me?"

Yingge nodded, walked to the dressing table, removed the ornaments on Murong Xun's head, and said, "Miss's light skills are extremely powerful, and I don't know where the young lady learned it from. I don't ask. I just want to remind the young lady not to show martial arts in front of outsiders!"

Murong Xun patted Ying Ge's hand and felt the sincerity in Ying Ge's words, so he nodded. There is a little warmth in my heart.

I was speechless all night.

The next day, Murong Xun slept all night and got up very early.

The gentle breeze in the early morning came slowly, with a slight coolness overnight.

Just after breakfast, I heard that Zhao Hui came to inform him that Zhao Ling wanted to take Murong Xun to hunt in Fuxiang Mountain.

Hearing this, Murong Xun frowned slightly. The royal family has the custom of autumn hunting, but now it's midsummer. What's the hunt?

"What can it be said that it has never happened?" Murong Xun asked faintly.

Zhao Hui frowned and said, "I think it's the sudden meaning of the empress dowager!" He looked at Murong Xun, and the woman next to him wanted to follow our prince to hunt. Our prince didn't take it. The princess also asked questions and didn't want to go.

Murong Xun said lightly, "You go first. I'll clean it up. I'll go!"

After Zhao Hui left, Yan Yu said earnestly, "Since the prince and the young lady got married, the empress dowager has not been summoned. This time, the young lady must leave a good impression in the empress dowager's heart. If she is wronged by the prince in the future, someone will make the decision for the young lady!"

Yingge patted Yan Yu and frowned and said, "The mother of the king of Qin was assigned to the frontier because it was involved in rebellion. In recent years, although the king of Qi has been proud of his great achievements in battle, which is very trusted by his majesty, but after all, it is inevitable!"

Murong Xun looked at the two people with a smile, "You don't have to worry about me. I have my own opinion!"

After simply packing up, Murong Xun came to the palace with Yingge Yanyu. Zhao Ling is riding on a tall white horse, waiting for Murong Xun to come out.

He is wearing a black brocade robe today. The cuffs and neckline are edged with gold thread, and he kicks a pair of black cloud boots. His black hair is meticulously tied on the top of his head and fixed with a simple white jade hairpin. His face looks more and more like a jade, majestic, like a god. He looked at Murong Xun's figure slowly coming out. His eyes flashed slightly like a deep pool, emitting a radiant light. There was a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. He drove the horse forward a few steps, stopped in front of Murong Xun, leaned down, and stretched out his hand to the woman in front of him.

Murong Xun is still in white, like a virgin, but the cuffs and waist have been modified. In the past, the wide cloud sleeves are closed on the wrist, and the waist is a close-fitting design, which highlights the exquisiteness of her body more and more. From afar, she can see a little more heroism, and there is no lack of women's charm.

Looking at Zhao Ling's outstretched hand, Murong Xun frowned. She raised her eyes. Zhao Ling rode a white horse. His body was against the sun and could not see the expression on his face clearly, but his eyes were particularly bright and hot.

When Murong Xun was still hesitating, Zhao Ling raised a smile at the corners of his mouth, bent down, stretched out his ape's arm, and grabbed Murong Xun's clenched waist. He picked it up to the white horse and put Murong Xun firmly in front of him. Looking at her, he was still a little surprised. His face was warm and soft, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled particularly happily. "It turns out that this is the feeling of the princess who is frivolous. No wonder so many people want to be the bully of the occupying the people. It's really good!"

In front of this many people, he was hugged by Zhao Ling. A trace of flush appeared on Murong Xun's face. He pushed Zhao Ling's chest with both hands and frowned and said, "You'd better let me go down. I'll just take the carriage!"

At this moment, Murong Xun's face was like a peach blossom. Looking at her embarrassed appearance, Zhao Ling was even more angry and kissed Murong Xun's cheek in front of everyone.

His lips scratched from Murong Xun's face like a dragonfly. Murong Xun stiffened for a moment, but he turned his head and stopped looking at him.

"Hold tight!" Zhao Ling said softly. After saying that, it was the horse's abdomen. After the "drive", the white horse ran out like an arrow from the string.

"King of Qin!" Yingge wanted to catch up, but was pulled by Yan Yu behind him. He frowned unhappily and said, "What are you doing? I still have to protect the young lady!"

Yan Yu looked at Yingge and shook his head twice, and said with contemptuous face, "You are stunned. Didn't you see very few opportunities for the prince and the young lady to meet after marriage? It's not as intimate as an ordinary couple. This is a rare opportunity for the two to get along alone in a thousand years. These two people are grinding together, and this feeling naturally rises at once. It's warm!"

Yingge sneered, "How can you know whether it's a blessing or a curse to pay your heart for the royal men?" However, this sentence did not make Yan Yu listen to. She trotted Zhao Hui's sleeve, who was about to catch up, and said with a smile, " Commander Zhao is really handsome today. I look at your sachet. I don't know where Commander Zhao is there. I bought it!"

Zhao Hui was pulled by Yan Yu's sleeve, and it was not easy to get rid of him. Seeing Zhao Ling's figure in front of him gradually moving away, he sighed, untied the sachet on his waist and handed it to Yan Yu, "If the girl likes it, give it to the girl!" He pulled out his sleeve and stepped on the horse to chased it.

Yan Yu stood still with the sachet and was stunned for a moment. The sachet was originally bought everywhere at a very ordinary street stall, but I don't know why in Yan Yu's eyes at this moment, the sachet was so exquisite that it seemed to have its owner's body temperature.

"Is the spring heart rippling?" The joking sound of Yingge came to his ear. Yan Yu put away the sachet and raised his willow eyebrows. "The stinky warbler song, I haven't seen you as many words as usual!"

Yingge smiled faintly, and also stepped on a white horse and galloped away. Yan Yu looked at the people far away. He was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Wait for me!"

Zhao Ling**'s white foal is extremely handsome. It is originally a good foal in a thousand miles. It is no less than Murong Yao's Chi Mo. At this moment, he runs with all his strength, and his speed is unmatched by ordinary horses.

Suddenly, Murong Xun had the illusion of resisting the wind. The wind in his ears roared, his hair was entangled in the wind, and the scenery on the street flashed by. Murong Xun's heart inevitably had a sense of heroic feelings, those young days when they were carefree and indulged on the frontier. Ignoring the feeling of the bumps of the horse, this is about the ** brought by the speed!

Looking at the excitement on Murong Xun's face, Zhao Ling smiled maliciously, and he suddenly let go of a hand. Murong Xun was immersed in the wind and was unprevented for a moment. She was sitting on her side on the saddle. At this moment, Zhao Ling sent her behind her back, and Murong Xun fell back.

"Ah!" His long hair swept across the ground. At the moment when he was about to approach the ground, he felt that his waist was being brought up by a strong force. Murong Xun got up and rushed to Zhao Ling's arms, wrapped his hands around his neck, and there was still some lingering palpitations in his heart.

"The princess throws her arms like this, which is the most difficult for the beauty to accept!" Zhao Ling laughed.

Murong Xun knew that it was Zhao Ling's ghost again. Although he was smaller than him, he watched him grow up since he was a child. Today, he was bullied by him. Naturally, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Real?" Murong Xun smiled faintly, and his slender fingers slowly brushed his white cheeks and crossed his eyebrows. "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Ling originally wanted to see Murong Xun's embarrassed appearance, but now he was stunned for a while. Looking at the sneer at the corners of Murong Xun's mouth, why did he feel a little creepy?

"Wow!" Zhao Ling suddenly stopped the horse, and the horse's hoofs were raised high. Murong Xun was surprised. When his body was unstable, he rushed to Zhao Ling's chest and hit his chest fiercely.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Ling smiled more happily, "What does the princess think of such a way of suffering?"

Looking at Murong Xun's lighter and lighter smile and colder eyes, Zhao Ling also smiled and said, "I'm just joking with the princess!" Suddenly, he patted his head, shook his head and said with infinite regret, "Oh, how can I forget that the princess is a joke. The man!"

"You!" Murong Xun opened Zhao Ling's playful smiling face, and he was even more angry. He swallowed the anger in his heart. Murong Xun said lightly, "Your Majesty, you'd better let go down. I can't joke with you, so as not to spoil the prince's interest!"

Zhao Ling smiled and his eyes darkened. He looked at Murong Xun and asked seriously, "What do you think of my skills today?"

Murong Xun was surprised why Zhao Ling suddenly changed the topic. There was some mystery in this. He lowered his eyes for a moment and said, "The prince is practical and vigorous today!" It's very cheap!

Zhao Ling nodded, looked at Murong Xun and asked, "How about the princess's bed tonight?"

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was swung by Zhao Ling again. A trace of anger appeared on his face, and he did not say anything about getting off the horse, but stayed in front of Zhao Ling obediently, just allowing him to tease him and not answer.

Zhao Ling entertained himself for a while, but he felt bored and drove to the paddock.

When he was about to reach Fuxiang Mountain, Zhao Ling just slowed down the speed of his horse. He looked at Murong Xun and asked softly, "Are you really angry?"

After a pause, Zhao Ling said softly, "It's my fault today. When I return to the house, it will be dealt with by the princess. I'll just go to the paddock later, but there are many royal relatives and nobles. Don't ask me not to come to the stage!"

Murong Xun looked at Zhao Ling coldly and said with a faint smile, "I must have given the prince enough face!"