Of course, Yan Peng heard, but his horse did not stop, let alone look back.

Zhao Xian'er raised his horsewhip, and the horse quickly asked him to pass him and block in front of his horse, "Lord Wang, wait a minute." ”

Yan Peng grabbed the reins of the horse, swept over her, and lifted the corners of his lips, "It turned out to be Xian'er." ”

What Zhao Xian'er couldn't stand the most was that he obviously didn't want to see him, but his tone was so affectionate, he didn't want to say too much to him, "Give me back the things." ”

Yan Pan raised his eyebrows and asked with some confusion, "What?" ”

Still pretending to be confused, Zhao Xian'er simply explained to him, "My glazed hairpin." ”

Yan Peng shook his head a little puzzled, "This king has never seen it." ”

Zhao Xian'er looked at him coldly, patient, "That hairpin is very important to me, I hope the prince will return it, and I am grateful." ”

Yan Peng smiled lightly, "This king really doesn't know what hairpin, if you want it, I'll give you one tomorrow." ”

Zhao Xian'er's lips trembled with anger, but she had to hold back, "Lord Wang, you say, how can I return it?" ”

Yan Pan squinted her eyes and looked her up and down, not to mention, this girl put on men's clothes, to have a free and unruly energy, she has long known that she is not a delicate woman raised in a deep boudoir, this kind of woman is born to attract people's attention, but it is also difficult to tame.

"Xian'er, you and I are husband and wife, why are we so clear? If you don't sit in the palace, let's have a good chat. ”

Zhao Xian'er bit her lip and suddenly smiled, as if she had figured it out, "The prince is right, since the prince wants to save the hairpin, I won't ask for it, you can keep it, if it's not too early today, I've been running around for a day, so let's go to the palace and sit and rest." ”

Yan Peng's gaze fell on her face, her smile was bright, very moving, "Then let's go." ”

Zhao Xian'er pulled the horse's head and stood side by side with him, the sunset hung into the sky, the sky was not completely dark, and the picture of the two people together was very harmonious.

"How many years has it been since Xian'er returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Yan Peng asked.

After Zhao Xian'er's mother died, her father was too sad and busy with state affairs, and he was afraid that he would not take good care of her, so he sent her to the countryside for a few years.

She said calmly, "More than three years." ”

"Then have you been to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to offer incense before?" Yan Pan asked casually.

Zhao Xian'er glanced at him, "The incense of Ci'en Temple is vigorous, is there anything unusual about it?" ”

"That's just as well." Yan Peng said, "Just ask, this king used to go a lot. ”

"Oh." Zhao Xian'er reacted flatly.

Yan Yan's expression seemed to become distant, and there was ice in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, "The Temple of Mercy and Grace was built in the beautiful Tianzhu Peak, especially the bamboo forest in the mountains, has Xian'er ever been there?" ”

"I don't remember." Zhao Xian'er lacks interest.

In Yan Peng's opinion, she was evasive and trivial, unwilling to answer, and subconsciously clenched the reins of the horse.

Zhao Xian'er suddenly turned his head, "Lord Wang, your mount is the Jade Lion of the Night, right?" I heard that it was produced in the Western Regions, traveled thousands of miles a day, and was a nobleman in the horse. ”

Yan Peng stroked the snow-white long hair on the horse's neck, "Show your good eyesight." ”

"I read it in the book, and it is said that there is a famous horse, the whole body is snow-white, without a single miscellaneous hair, head to tail, one zhang long, hooves to the ridge, eight feet high, and the horse ridden by the prince, so I guess."

Zhao Xian'er frowned slightly, "I don't know if I can have the honor to ride it, the prince also said, we don't distinguish each other." ”

Since she put it forward, it was not an excessive request, and Yan Peng was not easy to refuse, "Why not, but this horse is fierce, you have to be careful." ”

"I will." Zhao Xian'er said, "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

Just listening to the conversation, it seems that the relationship between the two is very good, the two exchanged horses, Zhao Xian'er patted the horse's neck, unexpectedly turned the horse's head, and raised the whip in his hand, and whipped it fiercely at the horse, the horse was in pain, and galloped with his hooves.

Of course, Zhao Xian'er knew that this kind of horse was human, and she only listened to the master's orders, so she pulled out her knife and stabbed the horse's buttocks.

The horse screamed, and Yan Peng was about to purse his lips and howl, but when he saw this, he put his hand down distressedly, "Zhao Xian'er, you are crazy." ”

"Yan Peng, if you want a horse, take the glass hairpin in exchange." Zhao Xian'er's figure disappeared into the dense forest and soon disappeared.

Yan Peng sighed, Zhao Xian'er, you vicious and cunning woman.

When he rode back to the palace, the guards at the door bowed down and saluted, "Master, someone is waiting for you in the palace." ”