Bai Qingting and Jun Ziheng didn't hear the unconcealed worry under Xiao Yi Xiaosan's soft voice, and the two were facing each other in front of the horses.

"There is only one horse."

"I'm not going."

"Gotta go."

"Origin?"

"You'll regret not going!"

Jun Ziheng raised his eyebrows, and then smiled.

Xiao Yi and Xiao San looked at the cloudy face of their son-in-law in the past two days and finally showed a smile, although it was extremely shallow, it was enough to surprise them to forget for the time being that there would be a scandal about the son's broken sleeve, and the four eyes of joy were glued to the two of them and the right hand and left hand that were still inseparable after leaving the house.

They also saw that it was Bai Daizhao (girl) who refused to let go.

"The girl really deserves to be the acting female official of the third grade!" Xiaoyi praised in a low voice, this courage is really not something that ordinary women have.

Xiao San also agreed, nodded halfway and suddenly remembered what Bai Qingting said to him before, and he also consciously lowered his voice and doubted: "Bai Daizhao won't also treat Gongzi as a little father-in-law, right?" ”

The primary one is horizontal and the junior is the first to serve the little father-in-law!

"No, Bai Daizhao really said that before......" My words swirled in Xiao San's throat and swallowed again, it's better not to say this kind of embarrassing thing.

Jun Ziheng opened his five fingers and tried his best to shake off her hand, but she clung to it and didn't let go.

Her strength was also amazing, and he struggled for a long time, from smiling to smiling at the end, so gloomy that he could drip ink at any moment.

As soon as Bai Qingting returned to Baifu, she first asked Xiao Er about the identity of the little girl in the painting in Jun Ziheng's study, and after getting the answer, she locked herself in the bedroom of Qingyuan.

After about an hour, she figured it out.

Since the original owner buried all the memories of Junziheng before the age of eleven and suppressed it from letting her know, if she wanted to know, she could only start from him.

She likes to keep everything in her hands rather than dealing with the unexpected that can happen at any time.

"You don't believe me?" Bai Qingting asked dissatisfied.

"Believe it or not, you let it go first." Jun Ziheng's tone was still calm and indifferent, but his slightly furrowed brow revealed his displeasure.

Bai Qingting was not afraid of his change of face, and directly refused: "Don't let go!" What should I do if I let go and you run away? ”

Jun Ziheng almost couldn't lift his breath, and his indifferent face began to show signs of cracking: "What do you mean I run away?" Why do you talk so ...... a girl?"

He swallowed back the warmth that had almost rushed out of his mouth, and instead rebuked, "Let go!" ”

Bai Qingting's temper also came up, she suddenly turned cold, her delicate eyebrows were raised, and her lips were tightly pursed.

How easy it was for her to toss for so long!

It's just the last kick in the door, and she can still fall short!

"I'm angry, angry!"

Listening to Bai Qingting's four words in a subdued and frustrating manner, like a declaration, a foreshadowing and a short sentence warning him, Junzi Heng was slightly stunned, and his lips were playfully hooked, and her cuteness pleased him again.

When looking at his unknown shallow smile, Bai Qingting also smiled weirdly, like the kind of smug person who showed off to the world after the bad thing succeeded.

He had seen this smugness on her face twice today, the first time with a smug smile after she replied that he had never forgotten it, and the second time at this moment.

He couldn't help but wonder, what did she do again? Or what does she want to do?

Jun Ziheng's question did not last long, and she had directly answered his doubts with actions.

Bai Qingting's right hand let go of his left hand, and he grabbed it with five fingers instead, and lifted his waist up and threw it on the horse's back.

Before Junzi Heng could sit down and recover from the surprise of being forcibly taken on his horse, she jumped up and rode on the horse, sat down on his chest and sat down in the most comfortable position for herself.

"Hold on!" Without giving him any time to react, Bai Qingting grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her waist and waved his horsewhip: "Drive!" ”

There was a neighing of horses, and the black steeds galloped away like arrows off the string, bringing up a slight cloud of dust in the streets.

"Bai Daizhao's strength...... Scary! Xiao San muttered.

Xiao Yi suddenly raised his tongue for Bai Qingting, and quickly raised his body to catch up with the black horse that had turned and disappeared.

Xiao San will come back to his senses and also perform light skills: "Eh! Wait for me! ”

When Nanyan Street was empty, two men in black walked out of the corner.

"Are you still chasing?" One of them asked.

"No, Gonggong Yan said, since Jun Ziheng has been looking for trouble with the prince's party recently, then we don't need to act rashly,

Just wait and see. The other replied, "Go back." ”

The black horse went straight out of the capital, and there was a maple forest in the southwest of the official road out of the capital, called the red maple forest.

The horse ran for more than two quarters of an hour before running into the woods, during which the two did not speak again.

Maybe it's because the route is too familiar, maybe it's because the two of them have their own thoughts, or maybe no one can enter anyone's world along the way.

At the moment of running into the woods, the two seemed to enter a red world, like a dream.

When a breeze blows, you can see the palm-shaped red maple leaves swaying and fiddling as much as they can, making a rattling sound between frictions.

Bai Qingting couldn't help but slow down the pace of the horse, and sighed in a low voice: "It's so beautiful!" It's like a piece of music in nature......"

Jun Ziheng was indifferent, he didn't seem to speak, and he didn't hear her whispering, the red of his eyes rose and fell between his head, and gradually became hazy and gray.

Along the forest path, the horses kept running.

In his memory, Bai Qingting remembered that there was a small stream at the end of this path, and there were many large stones by the stream, one of which was the place where the original owner would come to meditate when he had occasional troubles.

And Jun Ziheng, who was sitting behind her, had to wrap his hands around her waist because of the horse's wild galloping, after entering the red maple forest, as the horse got closer and closer to the stream, the breathing between his noses gradually became heavier.

His heart beat fast, then slowed down, and his hands tightened and loosened so much that he almost fell off his horse.

Bai Qingting, who noticed his strange appearance, was complicated in her heart at this time, she wanted to find out Ming Qingqing's status in Jun Ziheng's heart now, but she was afraid that she would inadvertently slash another knife in his heart.

She was never afraid of blood, because she knew that behind the blood was a crime worthy of death.

Ran Junzi Heng didn't, not only did he not, he also helped her several times.

Is it really good for her to do this?

It's finally here.

There is a small stream under the mountains and trees in the distance, the water of the stream is crystal clear, very shallow and clear, and you can almost clearly see the pebbles of different shapes and sizes under the stream, a little girl sits idly on a big stone by the stream and smiles, her eyes as bright as stars are particularly dazzling, she swings happily, one of her bare feet swings, and the other is half immersed in the water.

The landscape painting of the characters hanging in his study was like a transformation, and it really showed in front of the two of them.

The scenery in the painting remains the same, but the characters have changed.

Dismounted before and after, Junzi Heng walked silently and slowly approached the stream.

The stride seemed heavy, so heavy that his back was slightly stiff as he moved.