Zheng Yuan looked up at the sun in the sky again, the hour was still early, and muttered: "It won't take long to get out of the city, where do you want someone to take me to see you?" Do I have to wait until dark to see you? ”

"No, I'll see you soon when I'm out of town." But he didn't continue, just smiled on his face, and shook his stomach with bad water: at night, at night as a bridegroom. I'm afraid she's going to blush again as soon as she says it.

"Grandma, someone will send a military uniform to your room in a while, you can come out quickly after you change into it, and I will leave first."

Uniforms? Do you want to ride a horse? Zheng Yuan wanted to ask again, but he had already left first.

When she finished dressing and leaving the house, there was a carriage waiting outside the mansion for a long time, and when she got into the carriage, the carriage went directly out of the city to send her to the suburbs. When she arrived at her destination, the coachman said to her outside: "Cui Wanshi, it's already here, please get off the carriage." ”

Zheng Yuan opened the curtain and looked, I don't know what place it is, there is an open grassland in front of her, inaccessible, and the grass that is rarely trampled is green, but the grass that has just entered early autumn is already a little old. Zheng Yuan jumped out of the carriage and looked up, the red sun was thin in the western mountains, so soft that it was not dazzling, and the red rouge cake hung on the peak line. Looking around again, she didn't see anyone, and when she turned around to ask the coachman, the coachman pointed behind her: "Did Cui Wanshi see the acacia tree decorated with red fruits?" ”

Zheng Yuan nodded.

The coachman said, "Go in that direction." With that, he turned around and drove away.

The silence is broken by the occasional soothing birdsong or two in the grass. As soon as Zheng Yuan approached the acacia full of red fruits, she heard a long neighing of horses on the opposite side, and at a glance, a black horse jumped out of nowhere, and the man holding the reins on the black horse was heroic, his chest was full of tight clothes, and his legs were wrapped around the belly of the horse and galloped towards her.

She was stunned for a moment, the horse rushed suddenly, and in an instant, the front hooves were raised high, she subconsciously avoided, and the person on the horse quickly leaned over, reached out to hold her waist, and with a little force, her body drew half an arc in the air, and hit a ** chest.

The horseshoe flew over the bushes and landed on the ground, and continued to gallop forward.

Her head buzzed, the stars in front of her dissipated, and she clearly saw the outline of a jaw, and then met the hook-like eyes, and from the angle from which she looked up, he was looking at her. He held the reins in one hand and held her waist in the other, and did not look at the road ahead, but looked at her confidently, gently moved his thin lips, and whispered in her ear like a breeze, "I don't remember who said it, I like to lean down and pull her on the horse, dare to ask, is the true appearance of everything her beloved?" ”

Immediately blushing, she longed to go back in time to retract that innocent nonsense, and replied, "I don't know who said it, but I didn't say anything like that anyway." ”

When the words fell, I only felt that his big palm tightened inch by inch, and the waist that was firmly held was soft inch by inch, and the horse was bumping and bumping, tilting uncontrollably, and his chest was pressed together, and every bump would be rubbed, and then a burst of intertwined heartbeats was heard.

This time, she took the initiative to hug his neck, wiped his lips, quickly let go of the back of her head, pillowed on the back of the horse, and rubbed her teeth to look at him: "The gentleman who loves garlic and is polite is not bad, anyway, it is better than the current beasts." ”

"That's unfortunate, you won't be able to escape the clutches of beasts for the rest of your life!" He twisted it around her waist. Through the heavy clothes, I can feel the callus in the palm of my hand.

I suddenly saw a wrinkle in the corner of his eye when he smiled.

A seventeen-year-old boy, ambitious and step-by-step, is now able to sweep vertically and horizontally, calling for wind and rain. He only spent ten years, ten years, countless days and nights, those traces, were they quietly carved by the years when he was exhausted?

She knew him as well as he knew her. A ploy that makes opponents hate their teeth seems to be effortless, but in fact it is carefully planned after several months, and the courage behind it is unknown. He's not a genius, but he's better than other men, and she just likes men like that.

For a while, there was a lot of emotion, no matter how good the years were, I don't know what will happen in the future, but I have foreseen the bloody storm, and in the future, before the water comes out, in the eyes of more uninformed people, he is a rebellious minister and thief who defies the condemnation of the world.

God is unfair, so arrange their different positions, God is still merciful, and he is in the best years.

Thinking about it, it blurred in front of me. In front of him, she always involuntarily shed tears, freely releasing her feelings, joys, angers, sorrows and joys were placed in front of him, torturing him, because she knew that he would hurt her, and loved her with tolerance from all rivers, she was a little selfish

A long ride, through the grass of a horse and a flat river, galloped to a small river, the horse's hooves gradually eased, a crystal splash splashed, the river beach swaying reeds race snow, the autumn wind raised, long stirring the sky flying.

From time to time, a flock of flying geese overhead scratched and swept by. He took a set of arrows and gave it to her. "Sister, I remember you learned to ride and shoot before." Stretched out his finger and pointed to a group of wild geese in the air that were rushing towards him. "Give it a try, I'll see."

It was a long time ago, and if she hadn't touched it for so many years, where would she be, relying on her memory, she drew her bow and arrow, aimed at the bird that was gradually approaching, and let go with force. "Whoosh-" The arrow flew out, and when it saw that it was approaching the bird, the bird scraped and flapped its wings and flew high, and the arrow suddenly lost its strength and fell straight down. Zheng Yuan said deflatedly: "I forgot." ”

"You just don't have enough strength." He took it from her hand, and the sound of the bow was like a bend of wood, as if it was about to be broken, and he seemed to just point indiscriminately at the sky, and skillfully released the arrow, and with a tom, the arrow struck, and the bird fell sharply. Zheng Yuan clapped her hands happily and looked up at him with reverence on her face: "It's amazing." ”

He stared at her with a straight face, his eyes full of worry: "The autumn siege will be held soon after the autumn festival, and at that time, you will still be like this, don't shoot." ”

She froze for a while: "Didn't the emperor lead the princes and ministers to Qiuwei, why?"

"You want to go with your lord" He clenched her two hands into fists, held them in his hands, and bowed his head to kiss them: "Sister, once the autumn is over, there are not many quiet days like this, are you afraid?" ”

Smelling the mountain rain coming from his words, her heart was beating wildly, and she tilted her head and buried it in his arms: "Sooner or later, I will come sooner or later, go to the soup and go to the fire, I will be with you." ”

He bowed his head and kissed her, she closed her eyes obediently, he hesitated, and fell on her eyes, the kiss was long, and it was like a long time.

A strong wind broke through from the valley in the distance, and began to bring the murderous aura of autumn, and the reeds rolled all over the world, as if it was a fluttering snow, he patted her back with one hand, and walked slowly in the 'middle of winter' with the reins with the other.

I don't know how long I walked, I entered a valley, the brilliant 'red glow' was particularly dazzling, reflecting the eyes, the red piece was suffocating to breathe, the rice sac flower was in full bloom, more blazing than the Manzhu Sahua, the autumn wind was rippling, boundless, and it was clearly a dancing flame