"In the eyes of this king, the ligature is a surname, and there should be no other meaning." Song Moyu nodded and replied affirmatively, but did not ask her carefully about the purpose of asking this word, he was not a person who liked to ask a lot, and he knew that if she wanted to tell him, she would definitely take the initiative to mention it.

"Is there a family of powerful people with even surnames in Nanyue Jing?" An Yiran thought for a while, vaguely feeling that this surname must be related to her missing mother, and she asked with trepidation according to the conjecture in her mind.

Song Moyu suddenly remembered the Lian clan who was wiped out ten years ago, he lowered his head and was silent for a while, and quickly put away his complicated thoughts, his face changed to a cold look on weekdays, and raised his eyes to An Yiran and reminded: "If you have this kung fu to care about other people's affairs, it is better to think about your own arrangements today, but don't let Mo Han wait for a long time." ”

"Oops! No way! I've got to pack it up! No more nagging with you! When An Yiran heard this, she realized that she had more important things to do at the moment, and she was almost delayed because of a doubt in her heart.

She exclaimed, hurriedly ran back to the room, sat back in front of the dressing table, and under the service of Yingyue, she made a delicate and beautiful makeup and hair accessories, and then hurriedly went to the appointment, led the horse provided by Song Moyu, and officially started a horseback riding tour in the countryside with Song Mohan.

The scenery of the countryside is beautiful, a green meadow appears among the green water and green mountains, the breeze blows slowly, and the air is filled with fresh vanilla smell, which is refreshing.

Two horses galloped briskly on the green field, like meteor arrows, and ran leisurely towards the beautiful scenery of the lake.

An Yiran showed her enthusiasm and unrestrained horseback driving skills, and she deeply felt that Song Moyu's horse was indeed a good horse, and the horse galloped and was as light as a swallow.

She carried the rope and shouted "Ride", and the horse galloped quickly, and the breeze whistled towards her, and the long green silk that draped her on her back shoulders naturally blew up, showing her sassy heroic posture.

Song Mohan, who was also riding a horse next to him, saw An Yiran's bold posture of driving a horse, his eyes were unconsciously attracted, and he didn't expect An Yiran to be a weak deep boudoir woman, and the momentum of driving a horse was not inferior to that of a young man, and his admiration for her in his heart was a little more.

The two rode horses to the small lake together, looking at the sparkling lake reflecting the willows and greens, they were in a more comfortable mood, and the light blue figure and the crescent white figure by the lake stood together, which seemed to be a good match, like a pair of beautiful people.

"I never thought that Miss An would drive a horse, and her momentum would not be inferior to that of a young and strong man!" Song Mohan looked at An Yiran's eyes full of appreciation, and his infatuation with her in his heart became even more.

"Hehe, since I was a child, my father often took me and my eldest brother to learn to ride horses, so horse riding is very familiar to me." An Yiran's cheeks flushed with shyness, and she smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Miss An's life at home must be colorful." Song Mohan looked at An Yiran's eyes with a light spirit, thinking that her parents must be very fond of her, it can be seen from her optimism and liveliness that he is unconsciously deeply infected, these free and unrestrained days, the royal children can not feel it.

"There are many interesting places in Xizhou, my family is also in love with each other, and the life in the house is self-satisfied, although our status is not high, but the ordinary also has the value of the ordinary, and what we have is the free and easy days." An Yiran's eyes lit up, and she talked about the happy days in her family.

At this moment, she thought of her missing mother again, and a trace of sourness poured out of her heart, and her expression gradually dimmed.

"I really envy Miss An, it's not like we are in the royal family, we have lived in the deep palace of open and secret fighting since we were children, in exchange for the unpredictable hearts of the people, everyone can't help themselves, and they are forced to live a life they don't like." Song Mohan's eyes showed a hint of envy, all she had was what he couldn't desire.

"Eighth Highness, can Yiran ask you for one thing?" An Yiran put away her thoughts about her mother, looked at Song Mohan's warm and jade-like expression, and asked in a low voice with the corners of her mouth raised.

"As long as this king can do it, he will definitely agree to Miss An." Song Mohan nodded, without the slightest hesitation in his heart, and sincerely waited to accept her request.

"Can you stop calling me Miss Ann? Sounds weird. An Yiran's face instantly flushed, she chuckled slightly, and made this request shyly.

"And what is your name?" Song Mohan thought that An Yiran had something important to ask him for, and he was mentally prepared to solve all the difficulties for her, but he didn't expect her to just make such a simple request, he was a little stunned, and it took a long time to react.

An Yiran cast her pure eyes on the calm lake, and after a moment of entanglement, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and smiled happily with her small mouth; "Or call me so! On weekdays, everyone in Xizhou's family calls me like this. ”

At this time, her heart blossomed, she felt very satisfied with her proposal, and happily waited for Song Mohan's response.

"That's fine, this king will call you a child in the future." Song Mohan smiled slightly, and happily responded to An Yiran's request.

An Yiran faced Song Mohan, her mood was a little nervous, her heart rippled slightly, her little heart fluttered wildly, this was the first taste of the beautiful feelings, the feeling was like the warm light in spring, warming her heart little by little.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, and at the moment when Song Mohan lowered his head, he suddenly aimed at her hand, remembered her burns yesterday, and immediately asked with concern: "Ran'er, how is the burn on your hand?" ”

"It's no longer in the way, thank you for your concern." An Yiran raised her hand to show Song Mohan the recovery of the burn scar in her hand.

Song Mohan looked at the injury on her hand that had recovered very well, nodded reassuringly, with a gentle smile on his face, looking at An Yiran but reluctant to look away.

Just when the relationship between the two gradually warmed up, a cold wind flashed, blowing the two of them couldn't help but feel a little numb in their scalps, and a bad omen arose in An Yiran's heart, she turned her head around with extreme vigilance, keenly feeling that danger was coming.

Just as she wanted to shout to Song Mohan: "There is danger!" At the sound of three words, a group of masked people quickly rushed out of their hiding places and surrounded An Yiran and Song Mohan, making them lose the opportunity to escape.

Song Mohan's first reaction was to protect An Yiran tightly behind him, staring defensively at the few masked people around him who were not good-willed, his expression was solemn, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was faintly ready to defend himself.

An Yiran hid behind Song Mohan in a little panic, her body trembled a little, she was so nervous at the moment that she even forgot about her self-defense witchcraft.

Judging from the current situation, although Song Mohan is strong in martial arts, he does not have any weapons in his hands, and compared to the dozen or so masked men with long swords around them, they are obviously weak and at a very disadvantage.

"Who's coming? What is your purpose? Song Mohan yelled at them, pretending to be calm, but in fact, he was a little afraid of the menacing masked people in front of him.

Although he is strong in martial arts and has the confidence to win more with less, but at this time there is still An Yiran standing behind him, and he has a concern, so he has to be cautious with them Zhou Xuan, for fear that they will mess around and hurt An Yiran.

"Don't be afraid, this son, our target is not you, but the girl behind you, as long as you obediently hand her over, the brothers will let you live!" One of the masked men spoke suddenly, in a calm tone.

In this case, it seems clear that they are coming for An Yi, not to rob them of money or take their lives, but to have something to do with her mother's disappearance.

"Who are you? Could it be the same group of people who sneakily followed in the Yuguan Nunnery yesterday? Song Mohan looked vigilant, and protected An Yiran behind him even tighter, for fear that as soon as he relaxed, he would let her be captured by this group of thieves.

An Yiran was a little shocked, her eyes were full of defense, she raised her eyes and stared at the back of Song Mohan's head, only to realize that when Song Mohan stopped her at Yuguan'an yesterday, she already knew that someone was following her.

But what she couldn't understand was that when Song Mohan stopped her yesterday, he looked like he was nothing, and there was nothing unusual at all, acting as if he really met her there.

"Stinky boy! Don't be ignorant! Otherwise, Hugh blames the brothers for being polite and will destroy you together! Seeing that Song Mohan did not obey him, the masked man immediately changed his fierce gaze and threatened in an unkind tone.

"Why did you take me? Who sent you? An Yiran, who had been hiding behind Song Mohan and was silent, suddenly poked her head out, pointed directly at the group of masked people around her, and shouted in panic.

"Little girl, the brothers just follow the master's orders, and will not reveal the identity of the master, if you are willing to follow us obediently, we will spare your life, as for the reason, or wait for you to see our master, ask yourself!" The masked man pressed on An Yiran and Song Mohan step by step, and showed a treacherous look on his face, staring at An Yiran, as if he was staring at a prey that was about to succeed.

"Don't come here! Tell me first! Are you the ones who took my mother? An Yiran raised her hand, trying her best to stop them from approaching step by step, and kept praying in her heart that Lin Shen or Chang Feng would hide in the dark and wait to rescue them.

She never imagined that yesterday they planned Zhou Xiang to lure the snake out of the hole, which was originally protected by Lin Shen in the dark, but it was disrupted by Song Mohan who suddenly rushed out, resulting in the failure of the plan.

And today, they didn't plan in advance, but this situation happened, could it be that she was destined to be planted in the hands of this group of thieves?

An Yiran was hiding behind Song Mohan in fear at the moment, looking at the group of masked people around them with a somewhat panicked expression, full of confusion, secretly crying bitterly, and the whole person was a little desperate.