Jingle bells, jingle bells, crisp bells gradually came from afar.

A carriage slowly came into view.

The sound of the bell came from the neck of the horse pulling the cart.

It's hard to see such a pure horse, with a red color all over its body, and there is not a trace of miscellaneous hair. The horse's hair is shiny and shiny, as if it has been covered with a layer of oil wax, faintly shiny, and it is particularly conspicuous in this snow. In particular, the long mane on the horse's back drooped down to the horse's belly, and the tip of the hair was light, swaying from side to side, like rippling aquatic plants in the water.

The horses were not very large, a few points smaller than the usual ones, not to mention the exceptionally strong and tall horses in this cold region. It's just that although it is small, it does not have the powerlessness of the impression of a pony, but walks lightly and crisply, and has a vague feeling of jumping on the snow.

I don't know if it was the first time it saw snow, but it could feel the pleasant breath of it from a long distance, and it walked faster and faster, and became more and more energetic, and finally trotted up, leaving a series of cheerful hoof prints, accompanied by the fierce ringing of bells, and rushed towards the two mountains in front of it.

On the carriage, the sedan chair is decorated with a piece of red, red curtains, red outer walls, and red bow-like ornaments hanging at the four corners.

Looking at the whole sedan chair from a distance, it is like a red flame rising in the snow, which really adds a gorgeous color to the vast white.

The carriage marched, and four horses marched around the carriage at the same time.

There were four men in strong suits sitting on four horses, some with swords at their waists, some with swords behind their backs, all with weapons, dark and solemn, and the solemn aura that came from the pavement, it was a difficult character to deal with at first sight.

The eldest who led the way at the front was a middle-aged man, with an extremely thick waist and a stubbled beard, really a rough man.

He looked ahead, as if looking at the road ahead, and suddenly made a secret gesture, and the three people behind him immediately tightened the reins with one hand, slightly controlling the speed of travel, and the other hand subconsciously touched his weapon.

Four people, swift, decisive, without delay, at first glance are well-trained people.

Sensing that the speed of the car had slowed down, someone in the sedan chair lifted the curtains and looked out.

It's a young girl.

She shouted forward, "Uncle Liu, what's wrong?" ”

The one called Uncle Liu is the middle-aged man at the front.

Uncle Liu said: "It's nothing, I saw that the road ahead was slippery, so I slowed down." ”

The little girl let out an "oh" and lowered the curtain.

Uncle Liu didn't turn his head when he spoke, and kept his back to the little girl, so the little girl didn't see Uncle Liu's slightly guarded look.

The road ahead, the tracks are staggered, the marks of people and horses are mixed, although the snow surface has been flattened a lot, but it is still soft, where is the slippery slope?

In fact, at this time, Uncle Liu seemed to still be paying attention to the eyes in front of him, and his gaze had secretly shifted to the right.

In the distance, to the right, three figures were shaking.

……

"Miss, when will we arrive?" The little girl who spoke held her cheeks and looked boredly at the small pocket stove standing in the center in a daze. The small stove is the size of a palm, burning red, I don't know what it is burning, it looks like firewood, but it has a faint aroma, lingering in the carriage, it smells very good.

Don't look at the small stove, it emits a lot of heat, and the hot gas keeps coming out of it, so that the cabin is kept at a comfortable temperature, not high or low, just suitable.

The inner wall of the carriage and the roof of the shed are covered with a layer of unknown thick wool pads, and the corners are carefully spliced tightly, carefully and finely. The ventilation curtains and curtains are double-layered, and the bottom is pressed with long sunken wood, which is a good barrier to the cold air coming in from the outside. Several quilts were specially added to the floor of the carriage, and it was soft and warm to sit on.

In the cold and frozen ground, it is really everyone's dream to have such a place.

Sitting next to the little girl who spoke was also a girl, a few years older, and it was also the beautiful years of youth. Willow eyebrows and cherry lips, a real beauty. Manners, with her age should be lively, but elegant, it is not difficult to see that it must be a famous lady.

The young lady said, "What's the hurry, it'll be there sooner or later." "The voice is crisp and pleasant to sound.

The girl who lifted the curtain glanced at Miss, pursed her lips, and said, "Miss's heart is really wide, I have been playing outside for a long time, and my family must miss Miss very much." ”

The young lady snorted lightly: "They don't miss me, and wish I would never go." ”

"Miss, don't say that, in fact, the master actually loves you very much, I know it."

The young lady pulled her hand out of the hand warmer, lightly tapped the girl's forehead with her index finger, and said, "You little ring, you know what you know, you are still a child." ”

Xiaohuan was very dissatisfied, rubbed his forehead, and muttered aggrievedly: "Miss is not a few years older than me, pretending to be an adult, hum." ”

The young lady's ears were very pointed, and she listened to them word for word, so she said viciously, "What did you say? ”

Xiaohuan shrank his neck and hurriedly interrupted: "The scenery outside is good, I'll go to see the scenic area." He hurriedly lifted the curtain and pretended to look out. Just looking at it, I immediately "giggled" and laughed.

The young lady didn't answer: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Xiaohuan pointed out the window and said, "Miss, you see, those two men are so interesting, sitting together on a horse, and the other is a big bald head." ”

The two men in Xiaohuan's words refer to Changqing and Huiyuan.

Miss also rose curious in her heart, so she came to the edge of the small ring and looked out, coincidentally, just in time for Huiyuan to hug Changqing tightly in fear, seeing a somewhat funny scene, Miss couldn't help but laugh out loud, laughing and laughing, inadvertently, the line of sight shifted, and then saw the next peer riding a horse alone, dressed unruly left swordsman, immediately stared for a moment, and then smiled more brightly.

Here, the left swordsman and his party walked along the tracks of the wheels, and when they heard the cheerful bell ringing behind them, they looked sideways.

The carriage was not far from them.

At first glance, the left swordsman was not the bright sedan chair, nor the four serious men accompanying him, but the horse covered in jujube.

The Left Swordsman had seen many horses, but this one really amazed him, not light, nor symmetrical, because he saw the sparkle in the horse's eyes, which were bright, clear and unforgettable.

The left swordsman couldn't help but sigh secretly: "What a horse." ”

Changqing is different, he doesn't understand horses, so naturally his attention will not be on the horse's body, nor on the sedan chair, but on the four horsemen.

There was a fierce energy on the bodies of those four people, and they were unstoppable. The middle-aged man who was especially at the beginning, Changqing felt a trace of oppression from him, and a trace of something else, if there was no thing, if he didn't notice it carefully, it seemed to be a beam of eyes, closely following his body, monitoring his every move.

Changqing suddenly felt a chill, so he looked at the man, but saw that the man didn't turn his eyes to him at all, and he was confused for a while.

Just as the sedan chair was about to pass the three of them, a female voice suddenly came from the sedan chair, saying, "Stop." ”

Then the young lady opened the curtain with a smile and said to Changqing and his party: "How many knights are going to the Valley of Hundred Flowers?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce momentum surged. There is an inexplicable red flag in the air.

On one side, Uncle Liu's hands holding weapons were a little stronger.

On one side is Changqing, and the left swordsman secretly breathes a sigh of relief, and the internal force is surging.

Only Huiyuan, who was simply stunned, saw that he was talking to them, and hurriedly loosened the hand on Changqing's waist, and said, "Little donor." ”