The fat, strong, red-maned horses lined up in two columns, and the people sitting on them were also tall and strong.

The sound of horses' hooves beating like a rousing drum beats hit people's hearts. This kind of freshness, this kind of bloodiness, is the different existence of the gentle south. The streets are full of people, who come to watch this different atmosphere.

Those girls stretched their necks even more, looking at the tall man at the top --- the eldest son Yang who had made a marriage with Ye Jiazhenzhen.

He was dressed in a black and gold robe, with a jade crown and a high bundle, his face was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were cold, but he looked so handsome and uncasting, as if he was the god of war in the heavenly realm, which could not be underestimated, and it was intimidating.

Everywhere he looked, there were bursts of sighs.

There are envy, praise, and disapproval, and when they receive those cold eyes, they all silence. The power of the king cannot be taken away.

It wasn't until the ten-mile long pavilion that there were no onlookers.

The crowd just breathed a sigh of relief. It's not a good feeling to be watched. As soon as his vision widened, Yang Yuhong saw the person standing under the pavilion in the distance.

Immediately waved his hand to stop the procession, and he came to the outside of the pavilion on his horse.

The sudden pause made Princess Rongjun, who was sitting in a double-wheeled carriage made of hundred-year-old agarwood, stunned, and hurriedly lifted the curtain to see.

From a distance, I saw a delicate figure under the pavilion with a smeared green, and I couldn't help laughing.

King Rongjun looked suspicious, and also wanted to lift the curtain to see.

Princess Rongjun smelled a familiar fragrance and ---- the smell of acacia wine.

Hurry up and command, ''Hurry up and go at once.'' ‘’

In the pavilion.

The man stood upright, but his deep gaze was fixed on the girl in front of him.

The green shadow is delicate, and the eyes are slight.

She was holding a box in her hand and her face was flushed.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, but he didn't speak.

In his gaze, in that shallow smile, Ye Zhenzhen slowly felt a little dizzy, her heart was beating wildly, it was difficult to breathe, and her already crimson cheeks were even more beautiful.

The clear eyes seem to be sprinkled with stars, watery, shining, and bright. The eyelashes fanned again and again, and then he said softly, "This is for you." ”

A pair of big hands could touch the box, and before he could speak, a clear female voice was inserted straight into it.

"Acacia wine, acacia wine, is it really the taste of acacia wine!"

Ye Zhenzhen quickly withdrew her hand, took two steps back, and looked at the comer.

Yang Yuhong clenched the box in his hand, and a trace of annoyance swept over his eyes. He also turned around and looked at the person with calm eyes.

Princess Rongjun smiled brightly, directly ignoring the cold gaze cast by her mighty brother. stepped forward and grabbed Ye Zhenzhen, who was about to see her, and said, "Hey, something else, we are a family, how can we see the outside like this", glanced at the purple clay pot in mid-air, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, "Zhen Zhen prepared the acacia wine for that day?" Heck, I've loved it ever since I tasted it that day! Although it has been cooked a few times, the taste is a little worse after all! I thought I wouldn't be able to drink it for the time being, but I didn't expect Zhen Zhen to prepare this wine for us to see us off! You're mine...''

Yang Yuhong listened to his sister's words and suddenly felt bad. Coughed twice.

Sensing her brother's vicious eyes, Princess Rongjun took back the words on the tip of her tongue and said with a smile, "You are really my ~ good sister!"

With a smile on his face, but he muttered in his heart, the stinky boy dares to threaten me, see how I clean you up, hum!

"Zhenzhen, your wine is so well cooked, it makes people salivate when they smell it!"

Ye Zhenzhen smiled, "The princess laughed. If you like me to give you the recipe, as long as you put the right thing and master the heat, you can do it well. ‘’

Princess Rongjun moved to the side, as if inadvertently covering her younger brother's sight.

"Well, there's a recipe, I thought it would be enough to just boil the wine and the acacia flowers together." ‘’

When she thought of the complexity of that recipe, she felt bad. She doesn't like long-winded meticulous work the most!

"Hehe, I don't want the recipe, anyway, there will be a chance to drink it in the future, isn't it?"

She winked at Ye Zhenzhen as she spoke.

Ye Zhenzhen had no choice but to look down at the pot.

Hongyi Honglian took out the white jade cup that had been prepared early in the morning and put it on the stone table in the pavilion.

Ye Zhenzhen put a lamp on several people.

I also took a glass of wine, "The road is far away, a glass of thin wine, I wish you a smooth journey!"

Yang Yuhong watched her finish drinking the wine, and just wanted to say something, Princess Rongjun also finished drinking the wine in the cup, and hugged Ye Zhenzhen before he spoke.

''Woo, my dear sister, I can't bear you, I feel so sad at the thought that it will be a long, long time to see you again!'' I want you to follow us back to Beicheng now, woo~..."

Ye Zhenzhen was stiffened by this sudden hug.

Yang Yuhong and Rongjun Wang both had black lines on their faces.

Hongyi Honglian was also stunned. This sudden enthusiasm is a goosebump all over people's bodies.

Princess Rongjun leaned on Ye Zhenzhen's head and winked at her younger brother, a smug smile on her face.

''Woo~Woo~Woo~ I don't want to leave, why don't I stay, and when you get married, let's go back to Beicheng together, right?"

King Rongjun stroked his forehead, she was making trouble again, she was going to live here for two years! So what can he do?

Hurriedly pulled her over and wiped her tears that didn't exist at all, "Okay, okay, it's not early, we have to hurry up." ‘’

glanced at Yang Yuhong, and dragged Princess Rongjun to the carriage.

Princess Rongjun was 'dragged' away with a whimper.

Ye Zhenzhen hadn't eased up for a while.

Yang Yuhong looked at her embarrassed appearance and sighed softly. "Take care, it's getting late, I'm leaving." ‘’

Ye Zhenzhen bit her lip, and when she saw the red ripples on the side, as well as the Rongjun Wang couple not far away, she just nodded after all.

He looked at him deeply, put the wooden box in his bosom, strode out, turned over his horse, and waved his hand.

''Go~!'

The neat team set off again, Ye Zhenzhen ran out of the pavilion, looking at the black figure, an astringent sense of loss suddenly came to her heart. Originally, she wanted to talk to him more...

In the carriage, which had already traveled a few hundred meters, Princess Rongjun stuck her head out and shouted in her voice, "Zhenzhen, goodbye, I will miss you!"

Ye Zhenzhen...

Does she want to reply, I'll miss you too!?

She couldn't scream, and froze there.