"Girl." When Xuan'er saw her say such things, her eyes were hot, and rolling tears fell, and when they fell on the placket, they were already cold.

"You better go, why should you suffer this sin with me." Her voice was so faint that even the whimpering cold wind almost drowned it over.

When Xuan'er heard this, she knelt on the ground again with a "plop", and only cried: "Since the slave and maid have come out with the girl, there is absolutely no reason for the sideburns to go back, and the slave and maid are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that the girl will suffer." ”

Her crying made her think of her personal maid when she was a child, Qiansu.

It's just that on the day she died, she didn't take her to the temple, Jiang Mo was still a little lucky, she committed suicide that day, and Xiao Wei didn't allow her to live in the world.

I'm afraid that she still didn't survive, and she became a sinner in the eyes of the world along with Shangshufu.

A gust of wind blew, and the snow hail hanging on the plaque hit her pale face, and suddenly there was a biting cold.

At this moment, I heard the sound of hurried and hurried horses' hooves, and the pedestrians on the side of the road hurriedly avoided it, and stood respectfully with their hands hanging on their waists.

The little guys in front of the mansion knelt down even more, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Only Jiang Mo raised her head and watched from a distance as the red horse got closer and closer, and the residual snow splashed by the horse's hooves fell on her neck, and she was already numb from the cold, and she had no sense.

Immediately behind him were several horses, but they were far less than the one at the head.

This horse is called, "Red Night" from Mobei thousands of miles to Shangjing, the charcoal is generally red, without half a root of miscellaneous hair, every time it neighs and roars, almost has the shape of taking off into the sea.

When he entered Beijing and dedicated it to the emperor, he was still a pony, thousands of miles away, his mother had already died of exhaustion on the road, and only it survived tenaciously.

For a while, the generals in the capital wanted to ask the first emperor to reward this horse, and it happened to be Huan Yu's birthday, so she relied on her aunt to favor the harem, so she pestered her aunt to beg the first emperor.

When she personally took the pony to the Huguo Mansion with a swagger through the city, how many people in Shangjing were red-eyed, and even many kings and grandsons scolded that this world-famous horse was ruined in vain.

After all, at that time, Huan Yu was just a concubine, even if he was brilliant, as long as his brother-in-law was still alive, he would never have much interest.

Huan Yu looked at the horse, although he liked it very much, he still let out a long sigh, "Originally, the people in the mansion forgot my birthday, but everyone in the world knows about it because of you like this." ”

At that time, the green kite had an unnatural flush on her cheeks, and she muttered for a long time, "Actually...... Actually, I'm selfish. ”

“……”

She lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "When this horse grows up, can you ride it to Shangshu Mansion to marry me?" ”

However, before she could see the expression on Huan Xuan's face, she saw the maid Qian Su next to her sticking out her tongue at her, and sneered: "Miss is so good and not ashamed, why would you marry such a personable person as Second Young Master Huan?" ”

Qing Kite angrily took the horsewhip in his hand, and pretended to beat her, "What a frivolous little hoof, even the master dares to laugh at it, see if I don't tear your mouth, you are talking nonsense everywhere." ”

Qian Su was busy running to beg for mercy, and knew that her young lady would never really blame herself, so she hurriedly ran to Huan Yu's side, shouting: "Young Master Huan, you save the slave maid, the young lady will beat me to death." ”