Tong Xue walked out with the little starling and turned on the road to the racecourse.

It turned out that in addition to He Yongchan, in the scorching sun, there was another person who was in high spirits, galloping on the green grass.

That person was the eldest princess of Yuanjiang who was dressed in red.

When Tong Xue walked over, the eldest princess of Yuanjiang was pulling the reins of the horse, leaning down and talking to He Yongchan.

When she approached, the conversation between the two had ended, and the eldest princess of Yuanjiang straightened her waist, sat upright, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Tong Xue's figure.

She raised her whip at Tong Xue, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Ah Xue can ride a horse?" ”

Tong Xue shook her head, "You can't ride alone yet." ”

The eldest princess of Yuanjiang said her regret, and rode her horse into the distance.

From a distance, she is like a moving flame, unrestrained and enthusiastic, her delicate posture, and the graceful curves revealed in her gestures can inadvertently attract everyone's attention.

And He Yongchan lowered her head, she was thin and slender, like a lotus hanging low on the water, more like a still statue, until Tong Xue approached, she woke her up.

"Aunt He?" Tong Xue walked up to her, and the moment she raised her head, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked, "My uncle-in-law died of a violent illness back then, and you have not felt good in your heart all these years, right?" ”

He Yongchan's face was originally as pale as paper, but after hearing this, all the blood color instantly faded.

She stared at Tong Xue with wide eyes, her face was pale, she locked Tong Xue's shoulders like a ghost under the scorching sun, and asked in a lost voice: "Why did Ah Jin suddenly mention him!" Did you hear something? ”

If it weren't for the pawn of the eldest princess of Yuanjiang who suddenly mentioned her husband who died of illness on the night of the candle in the cave room, He Yongchan couldn't remember the person's appearance at all, and even his surname and name were completely forgotten.

However, no matter how many years he has died, no matter where she is now or what she is doing, she will bear the identity of his deceased wife.

Originally, I thought that over the years, she had paralyzed herself and gradually forgotten this qiē.

Princess Yuanjiang's understatement made her recall all the unbearable past.

Those memories have long taken root in the darkest and dirtiest corners of her heart, and have become a part of her soul, even if she dies in the future and is sent to the eighteenth layer of hell, those memories will be taken out by the bull-headed and horse-faced judge to weigh and judge, and become the basis for measuring her crimes.

"Ah Jin, did someone tell you something?" He Yongchan's hand holding Tong Xue's shoulders couldn't help but increase, the bloodshot eyes, staring at Tong Xue's clear eyes as if they were not stained with a trace of dust, just like a hunting eagle locking on the little white rabbit scurrying around within the line of sight, it seemed that Tong Xue would tear her to pieces without hesitation as long as she acted rashly!

Tong Xue looked at He Yongchan's appearance, pretended to be scared and shrunk her neck, flashed a pair of watery round apricot eyes, and said timidly in her voice, "Ah Xue just saw that the princess was going to recruit a horse, thinking that all women in this world have husbands, and Aunt He must have had a husband." It's just that my uncle, whom I have never met, died too early. In the end, she couldn't help but lower her head, rubbed her eyes with her hands, and her tone was full of regret and sadness.

The girl's crisp but deliberately suppressed tone inexplicably calmed He Yongchan's affection.

Yes, the man is dead, and all these years have passed, what is she to fear?

What if the eldest princess of Yuanjiang has a noble status?

Could it be that she could be convicted of just a few words!

He Yongchan let go of Tong Xue's clamp as if she had just woken up from a dream, held Tong Xue's shoulders down, took her into her arms, and gently stroked her back with her hand, "Ah Jinmo cry, your uncle, he has been dead for many years, and Aunt He doesn't remember his appearance anymore." ”

There was relief and indifference in that tone, and there was also a trace of remembrance and regret, but it had nothing to do with the dead person.

"Then why doesn't Aunt He look for another one?" Tong Xue suddenly raised her head, looked at He Yongchan's eyes with red circles and said.

He Yongchan looked at her stunned, her eyes were dull for a long time, Fang came back to her senses and laughed at herself, "How good a person is!" Why remarry! ”

Isn't that really good?

Tong Xue couldn't help but think of the loneliness and inferiority in He Yongchan's eyes when she mentioned the eldest princess of Yuanjiang that day.

If she is really a person whose heart is like stagnant water, why should she show that she cares so much about her appearance?

Why did she seduce her father in such a despicable way in her previous life!

Tong Xue didn't continue to ask, the things that were originally determined in her previous life, because of the appearance of the eldest princess of Yuanjiang, and because of He Yongchan's various abnormal behaviors when mentioning the husband who died early, suddenly turned into a cloud of fog, lingering in front of her eyes.

Removing the fog may allow her to see what she had found strange and bewildering since she was born again.

Tong Xue already has some conclusions in her mind, but it will take time to confirm them.

The eldest princess of Yuanjiang stayed in the horse farm until dusk, and Fang Yi was reluctant to ride away.

Before leaving, she warmly took Tong Xue's hand and invited Tong Xue to enter the palace to accompany her for some time, but was naturally rejected by General Weiyuan's wife for an excuse.

Tong Xue also sat in a carriage and entered the city with General Weiyuan's wife.

This time out of the city, although I don't know what the eldest princess of Yuanjiang has in mind, it is not a trip in vain.

As the carriage marched through the bazaar, Tong Xue opened the curtain as usual, and stared at the narrow, dark and unknown corners to see if she could catch a thin and handsome figure.

In the past few months, she has almost inquired about the little beggars in Shengjing City, who are about six to twelve years old, most of them are yellow and thin, and there are very few who are handsome, shocking, and they have never been seen so far.

She also sent Cai Lan to the poor gathering place in the western district of Shengjing to inquire.

Tong Xue also thought that perhaps it was because Monk Jingzhen's skills were so mysterious that people also beautified his appearance.

However, a little monk who can come back to life, his body should always be beyond the reach of ordinary people, right?

However, Tong Xue has been screened several times, and has not found any abnormalities in those beggars or children in the slums.

Just as she was looking around, the carriage suddenly bumped unexpectedly, and Tong Xue leaned forward and almost hit the wall of the car.

Outside the car there was the scream of the coachman and the neighing of the horses.

"What happened?" When General Weiyuan's wife noticed that something was wrong, she reacted quickly and picked up Tong Xue with one hand and He Yongchan with the other, kicked the curtain of the car, and jumped out of the carriage.

"Mrs. Hui, a little beggar suddenly rushed over, and the slave didn't check for a while and bumped into it." The chariot boy replied with all his strength, and with both hands he held the reins of the horse tightly, and pulled the horse with its hooves high, lest it go mad and crash into people.

Tong Xue only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and when she stood firm under the support of General Weiyuan's wife, she saw a small figure curled up in front of the carriage, and the horse with its hooves raised seemed to drop its hooves at any time, crushing the little man's brain!

Tong Xue imagined the scene of flesh and blood flying later, and couldn't help but close her eyes.

The coercion around her suddenly emptied, she couldn't help but open her eyes, and saw that General Weiyuan's wife was holding something in her hand, which was deftly wrapped around the villain's body like a swimming dragon, rolling and dragging him, and rolling him to her feet before the horse's hooves landed.

"Ahh Tong Xue looked down at the little man curled up in a ball, and couldn't help but let out a low snort.