Chapter Seventy-Five: The Road to the Western Regions 1

After preparing to coil, Ling Ziran picked a good horse in Lingfu, and after saying goodbye to everyone, he jumped on the horse's back in a chic manner, waved the horsewhip, the brown horse's back was raised, the front hooves waved in mid-air, and after a few howls, it disappeared from everyone's sight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because Ziyi and Ling's father and mother said that Lingziran was going to live with her master for a while, after all, they hadn't seen each other for so long, and they would inevitably miss it, so they put their minds at ease.

Ling Ziran sat on horseback, feeling the pleasure of the wind, half-squinting a pair of soul-hooking apricot eyes, thin red lips hooked a ghostly arc, a casual red dress rose with the wind, the red sun shone on her body, like a layer of golden light, not eating the fireworks of the world.

"Drive!"

With a coquettish shout, the brown horse snorted a few times, and sped up his speed, Ling Ziran glanced back slightly, she is out of the city now, and there is a long road from the capital, but the Western Regions are so far away from the Central Plains, and she doesn't know the road......

Thinking of this, her narrow eyes were slightly raised, and she took out a brown piece of cloth from the package with her free hand, and when she spread it out, it was actually a map, and her slender fingers fell on the red dots on the map, and then folded the map and put it in her breast pocket.

When passing through a large meadow, she was momentarily interested, her slender and straight legs tightened the horse's belly, her soft waist was bent sideways, and her long hair like a waterfall was immediately scattered, and she reached out and folded a dog's tail grass, hooked her lips and smiled faintly, and bit it on the side of her mouth.

Humming a little tune, biting the dog's tail grass, and continuing on your way!

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Palace.

Chu Han has also been in the palace for some time, and now that the emperor has left the palace, he should go back!

After saying goodbye to the Empress Dowager, her footsteps involuntarily stepped towards the Phoenix Mandarin Palace, but she had already gone to the empty building, and listened to the palace maid of the Phoenix Mandarin Palace say that the queen had returned to her parents' house as early as the day the emperor left the palace.

Chu Han's eyes darkened, he returned to his residence to pack his luggage, and led the horse slowly towards the gate of the palace.

Standing at the gate of Lingfu, he hesitated for a while, raised his hand and just wanted to knock on the door, but the door opened, and the person guarding the door was holding a broom, preparing to sweep the fallen leaves outside Lingfu.

"Who is this son, and why is he outside my house?"

Chu Han smiled gently, clenched his fists with both hands, and bowed his head slightly, "Little brother, I am a friend of Miss Ling, and I am just going back to my hometown today, so I will say goodbye to Miss Ling." ”

The man heard it, "Miss, she's not in the house!" ”

Chu Han's dark blue eyes were shocked, but there was still a gentle smile on the surface, "Okay, can you tell Miss Ling where she is?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm just a gatekeeper, I don't know." The man was expressionless, but he still bowed his waist politely to Chu Han, and then walked past him and swept the piles of fallen leaves on the ground.

Chu Han was not annoyed, just smiled bitterly, looked up at the sky, Ah Ran, what kind of place do I have in your heart? Or rather...... There is simply no place to speak of?

took a deep look at the half-open gate of Lingfu, closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and looked into his eyes, there was no slightest fluctuation, like the lips of the petals pursed, left Lingfu, jumped on horseback and walked away......

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It was already dark, and Ling Ziran had been on the road for a day, reaching out to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and his eyes glanced at an inn not far away, so he drove his horse to the inn.

Jumping off the horse lightly, he handed over the horse that was about to consume his energy to the shopkeeper, and asked him to lead the horse to feed the grass, and then he stepped into the inn and glanced at the inn lightly, and he was quite satisfied.

This inn is not noble, nor is it tattered, after all, she is not a golden branch and jade leaf, this level can be accepted!

"Boss, serve!" With a coquettish shout, the few guests in the inn looked at Ling Ziran, and in the face of the sight of many people, she was still light and light, and this kind of pure natural momentum could not be imitated.