The next morning, the orange sun hung high in the eastern sky, the air was sweet and cool, and the sunflowers outside the wooden house still hung their heads, as if they had not woken up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Man'er, after arriving in the Holy Capital, I hope you can find your family as soon as possible." Xiangxiang's mother gently admonished as she handed a red cloak to Man'er's hand, "You may need it." ”

Man'er took the cloak and said gratefully, "Thank you, Auntie!" ”

"Get on the horse!" Xiangxiang's father said in a deep voice, at this time he had turned over neatly and got on the horse, and a strong palm was stretching out in front of Man'er.

"But...... I...... Never ridden a horse. Man'er whispered in embarrassment, her hands clutching the hem of her skirt, her palms damp and sticky.

"It's okay, I'm here." A smile appeared on Xiangxiang's father's face, and his arm was still extended.

"Sister, horseback riding is fun, with dad here, it's safe!" Xiangxiang is like a little man, comforting the somewhat timid Man'er.

Xiangxiang's mother also said softly to Man'er: "Yes, this place is already very close to the Sacred Capital, you can ride to the Sacred Capital, and you can arrive at noon at the earliest!" ”

Man'er blinked hesitantly, then nodded slightly, as if with great determination. She gently placed her hand on Xiangxiang's father's palm, and he immediately squeezed her hand tightly, and his arm pulled her onto the horse.

At this moment, the horse they sat down on seemed to be frightened by something, and the horse's hooves dragged back and forth on the ground restlessly, and the horse's nose was constantly spewing harshly.

"Arant, be quiet!" Xiangxiang's father placed Man'er in front of him, and softly soothed, patting the horse's neck with his palm.

"It'...... Are you afraid of me? Man'er asked nervously, her back stiffened, not daring to move her horse for half a minute.

"It's just adapting to your unique breath." Xiangxiang's father said lightly.

Man'er suddenly turned her head to look at him, and she wondered if there was anything else in his words.

Xiangxiang's father didn't pay attention to Man'er's gaze, he nodded to his wife and son, reined in the horse's reins, and drove the horse out of the courtyard wall of the sunflower.

Man'er's nostalgic gaze swept over Xiangxiang and Xiangxiang's mother's faces one by one, and finally she took a deep breath, raised a sweet smile, and waved her hand vigorously, "Auntie, Xiangxiang goodbye, I hope we still have a chance to meet." ”

"Goodbye, Sister Man'er." Xiangxiang reluctantly waved his hand at her.

As soon as the horses walked out of the village, Xiangxiang's father galloped towards the forest.

The path is narrow, as if there is no end to it, and on both sides of the path are lush white cedar trees, with jagged branches overlapping and coiling, and the top branches form a natural green dome that stretches all the way forward.

Man'er tossed and turned on her horse for a few hours, her petite figure cowering under a somewhat wide red cloak, which almost obscured most of her pretty face, revealing only a small part of her delicate fair cheeks and chin.

Just when Man'er was drowsy, Xiangxiang's father behind him suddenly spoke: "We are almost to the holy capital." ”

Man'er was stunned, moved her somewhat sour body, moved the brim of the cloak slightly from her forehead, she looked up, the noon sun was really dazzling, and the long-awaited sacred capital finally opened a corner of its magnificent picture.

Under the bright sun, the vast mountains and several waterfalls rush through the green hills, which together surround and defend the legendary capital of the Loilai people.

Man'er couldn't help but gasp, a pair of ice blue eyes had already been attracted by the magnificent and solemn building in front of her.

From a distance, the blue-gray buildings rose from the ground and lined up one after another. Everywhere there are houses with spires, high and low, overlapping and uneven.

The overall layout of the building is grand and magnificent, and the walls are covered with marble and clear gray, which looks strong and solid. The lines of the walls are simple but decorative, with a variety of light and delicate carvings, many coloured windows that reflect colourful light, and curved floor-to-ceiling windows that have a unique Loilai folk style.

To Man'er's surprise, she didn't see any huge and majestic stone gates, but the criss-crossing forest roads in front of her could naturally lead people into the siege.

"Is this the entrance to the Holy City? I vaguely remember...... Will there be a magnificent stone gate? Man'er muttered.

The middle-aged man smiled, "What we are walking on now is not the main gate to the Sacred Capital, but this entrance is the closest shortcut to our Lanshan Mountain. ”

Man'er nodded, with a sure expression.

The warm sea breeze blows, and the fragrance of magnolia and meadowsweet floats in the air.

Since entering the Holy Capital, they dismounted and walked. The road is paved with smooth bluestone, lined with sycamores, magnolias, and cherry blossom trees, and some of the low building walls are covered with pretty blooming roses and wild chrysanthemums.

The sun shines through the foliage, dappling the long streets, and the people dressed in Loilai's service come and go in the streets, and there is an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages with wooden wheels rolling by.

In front of you is a winding and bustling street market, lined with shops on both sides of the road, some with a variety of ornaments in front of the doors, others selling countless vegetables and fruits, packed with all kinds of fruits, and some even placed on the ground in bamboo baskets, filled with fresh and juicy plums and black grapes.

Man'er stared at the bustling street scene, the sound of selling in his ears was endless, and the air was filled with the aroma of summer fruits, and a fresh, sweet and fragrant smell was on the tip of his nose.

Man'er felt a burst of joy in her heart, the delicate red cloak opened slightly with the wind, the sun shone in her pretty bun, and her heart gradually gave birth to infinite love and hope for the sacred capital.

The sacred capital is full of trees and grass, and the architecture is unique, and the scenery is breathtaking.

Man'er couldn't help but gently caress the surface of these rough rock buildings with her delicate fingers, muttering, "How were they built?" ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and explained lightly: "These buildings are timeless, some are even close to a hundred years old, of course, if the building is so tall and strong, this is indeed a great project." ”

Suddenly, from the sacred bell tower on a high place, a long bell began to ring, and the bell of 'Bell ......' resounded throughout the Sacred Capital.

Before the bell stopped, the middle-aged man asked in a cold voice, "Can you tell me now the purpose of your visit?" He looked unusually serious.

Man'er was shocked and sighed that what should have come has finally come. She raised her eyes to look at him and said with great sincerity: "Uncle, I really didn't lie to you, I did come to the Holy Capital to find my brother...... Because of my brother he is sick, and ...... He hadn't been home for years. ”

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, but his eyes swept over and he asked again, "What about your sisters?" ”

Man'er lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and her voice was full of grievances, "I won't tell you anything, I ran out alone." ”

The middle-aged man looked calm, and only smiled faintly, "I'm not a nosy person, and I helped you today, which can be regarded as some fate between you and my family." ”

Man'er's heart fluctuated, and she gave a formal salute, "No matter what, I still have to thank the adults." ”

The middle-aged man was surprised in his heart, a smile hooked up on his lips, and asked, "My lord?" What is this called? ”

Man'er's arms maintained a saluting posture, and she replied respectfully with lowered eyes: "Although I am younger, I know that the person in front of me is by no means an idle person, so I call you an adult." ”

The middle-aged man didn't admit it, nor did he deny it, but said frankly: "I didn't mean to hurt you from beginning to end, you don't have to be too vigilant." ”

Man'er smiled sweetly, revealing her glittering white teeth, "Of course I know." ”

Behind Man'er, not far away, a horse-drawn carriage creaked past, filled with wooden barrels of pink, purple, yellow, and pure white lotuses ready to be released.

Man'er couldn't help but say, "The lotus flowers here are so beautiful. ”

"This must have been sent to the Lotus Palace of the concubine." The middle-aged man said lightly, when he realized what he had just said, he couldn't help but look solemn, he immediately clasped his hands into fists, bowed, and said, "Since you have come to the Holy Capital, then let's say goodbye." ”

Man'er blinked her eyes wide, pursed her pale pink lips, raised her arms, and saluted again: "Man'er farewell, my lord." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, then led 'Arant' in the opposite direction, and walked quickly into the bustling crowd.