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The paddock, located in the northern suburbs of Dadu, is full of people early in the morning, and the colorful flags are fluttering, which is very lively.

The early spring is bitterly cold, the bald branches and new shoots have not been drawn, the branches are still hanging with unmelted ice cinnamon, and the Mongolian men in thick fur robes do not seem to be affected at all.

As soon as Zhenmin appeared in the paddock, a large group of young nobles surrounded him and accosted him without words.

Xia Yejin, who was standing silently behind him, couldn't help but sigh secretly, no wonder Naburi Gude was full of crisis, such a sought-after degree, anyone would be nervous.

But among these people who came to please and brush their faces, how many of them were sincere? Looking at Zhen Min, who had a calm face and greeted everyone, Xia Yejin suddenly began to sympathize with the person in front of him.

When there is no true heart in the world around you, where can you find your true heart?

The scenery is beautiful, but it is lonely.

"Minmin-"

Someone shouted in the crowd, and then a bright figure came closer.

Burigud walked past the nobles who tried to strike up a conversation, walked straight to Zhenmin, looked at her with a smile, and said Minmin, you are really here...... Then he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and muttered a sentence, I didn't see you just now and thought you weren't coming.

He rarely changed out of Hanfu today, and wore a set of Mongolian Shuihu blue robes, which were covered with brightly colored satin single clothes, with colorful silk scarves wrapped around his forehead, and black patent leather riding boots on his feet.

Xia Yejin's eyes suddenly became a little sour, such a person, if he was not greedy for the property of the Zhongwang Mansion, but really good to Zhenmin, how perfect it should be.

When I think about it, I don't realize how perfect it is.

Even if Burigude is sincere, isn't Zhenmin already conspiring with that Zhao Mu?

Thinking like this, she subconsciously turned her head to look for Zhao Mu's figure in today's entourage, but unfortunately she had never seen this person, so there was no way to find it.

After that day, she also asked a few little maids in the palace, and these people all said in unison that Zhao Escort had not returned yet. Since he hadn't returned from going out yet, who were the people in the Buddha hall that night?

After a little pondering, Xia Yejin came to the conclusion that it was a fake to go out, and it was true to hide in the dark under the pretext of going out to prepare an escape plan for the two of them, right?

Just thinking about it, it seemed that a gaze swept over his body, Xia Yejin looked up and found that Burigude had finished chatting with Zhenmin, and turned to lead the dark brown horse that was waiting not far away from the dark brown horse with various accessories hanging from beginning to end.

The horse was decorated so that it was impossible to see its original face.

In addition to the various colors of silk hanging all over the body, the saddle stirrup is also decorated with colorful tassels, and put on a card mat woven with dragons and phoenixes, and the horse's head is tied with an eagle feather, which is dazzling.

In this comparison, the robe on the body of its owner, Burigud, is much more plain.

The competition on the field seemed to have begun, and Xia Yejin accompanied Zhenmin and most of the aristocratic ladies and ladies to sit in the high stands. Since ancient times, large gatherings such as these, which have gathered a large number of young men and women, have always evolved into large-scale blind dates in which parents find partners for their unmarried children, and young men and women meet their own lovers. It seems to have become a rule, and no exception is made by any dynasty or generation.

Just like at this time, the ladies and wives sitting next to Zhenmin had already begun to talk about the aristocratic talents on the field, and some of the little ladies who were a little more daring were also chattering together.

Xia Yejin didn't gossip when she asked herself, but she couldn't bear what the other party said too loudly, so she still heard it clearly.

"Who do you think will come out on top?"

"It's not obvious?" The speaker's gaze fell on Břígud, who was far ahead, and even if he was far away, he could still be recognized at a glance.

"But I think the king of Zamulin is not bad......"

Originally, it was just unintentional, but as soon as she heard this name, Xia Yejin immediately came to her senses.

Zamulin, the younger brother of the Southern Liang King Burigude, and the second husband of Zhenmin in the future?

Xia Yejin was curious and wanted to look into the distance, but all the people on the field were all horses with colorful silk, and they didn't know which one it was.

"What do you want to do so much? The prince of Burigude is also what you can dream of? "The conversation goes on over there.

"Why can't I think about unmarried men and unmarried women?"

"Don't you look at who you're fighting against? ......After saying this, the other party finally realized that one of the protagonists being talked about was sitting not far away, and they all fell silent.

Zhenmin didn't seem to hear it, or didn't pay attention at all, she still sat there quietly, her eyes seemed to be looking at the hunting ground, and it seemed to be frozen in some void, with a faint smile on her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

The drums suddenly intensified, and the first horse archery competition was over. As a result, Brzygude naturally came out on top, and there were cheers on the field, but Zhenmin still looked like he was tall and cloudy, he didn't care much, and he didn't turn around and leave, but just maintained his original posture, got off the stands, and stood in front of the felt bag and looked at him.

As soon as Burigude arrived, he surrounded a number of people, including the Mongolian nobles who were competing in the same field, and some young ladies who were more courageous. Jinmin just stood there, looking at him quietly.

While thanking the people who gathered around to congratulate him with kindness, Burigud walked quietly towards the felt bag. When he got closer, Xia Yejin found that this person was still followed by a horse.

"Min Min ......" he looked at Zhen Min with a smile on his face, and the soft sun swayed around him, glowing with a warm yellow light. Břigud pointed to the horse that followed him, and said it was for you.

"That's what you call a surprise?" Zhenmin looked at him with a smile, the black horse was indeed her long-awaited heart, and this person was also heartfelt.

It's just that this has a heart, and compared to the ambition he hides inside, it's not even a corner.

"What? Don't like it? The voice was still clear, but it was already nervous.

"What the prince sent, where would you not like it."

Zhenmin smiled faintly, although there was no joy on her face, but judging from the upturned corners of her lips, she was still happy about this gift from Burigude.

The two of them were chatting quietly for years, but Xia Yejin, who was waiting not far away, was still thinking about the intermittent conversation she heard that night.

The so-called plan was like a powerful bomb buried deep somewhere, the fuse had been lit, but she didn't even know where the bomb was. The other party is in the dark, she is in the dark, she can't figure out who Zhao Mu is until now, let alone others, in this case, how can the fuse be cut before this bomb explodes? (To be continued.) )