"Boss Qian, we're leaving, thank you for taking care of me these days. ”

Feng Gui's matter was solved, Cheng Yangyang and Nan Fengyan could finally go back to Wangjia Village, they hadn't been back for a week, and suddenly felt like they had a long trip, and they were a little homesick.

Nanfeng led Wuge and walked out of the city gate with Cheng Yangyang.

"Why don't we go back?" Wuge seems to be a little hard......" Cheng Yangyang looked at Wuge and said apologetically.

When she arrived at the city gate, Nanfeng wanted to help her get on the horse, but she went out shopping after finishing the things in the store yesterday, and now Wuge had several bags hanging on her body, and she couldn't bear it.

"You're too underestimated to have no songs!" Nanfeng disagreed, his horse was the best, how could he not be able to walk because of a little weight.

"Okay!" Cheng Yangyang was still guilty one second, and readily agreed the next second, she walked in front of Wuge and put all the responsibility on Nanfeng, "Wuge, I'm very light, if you want to say that the heavy is also heavy for your master, you can't blame me!"

"......" Nanfeng saw that she was still talking to herself with Wuge, and he took the lead on the horse.

"You go up, how can I go up?" Cheng Yangyang turned around and saw that he was already on the horse, how could she go up if he was not below.

"You sit back, this king pulls you on the horse", Nanfeng stretched out his hand to her.

"This won't work......" Cheng Yangyang stretched out his hand to him, and before she finished speaking, she was already pulled on the horse.

"Surprise me!" she only felt the thing in front of her spin for a moment, and when she got on the horse, all she could see was the black hair behind Nanfeng.

"Drive!" Nanfeng snorted softly, and walked slowly and leisurely without a song.

Wuge is taller than the average horse, Cheng Yangyang sits on it, as if he is sitting on a two-tier bus, looking at the flowers and plants under his feet, there is a sense of dizziness.

Looking around, they had left the vast gate and entered a narrow mountain road, which was lined with weeds almost a man high, and at the end of a weed was a mountain.

"The scenery here is good, but there are too many mountains!" Cheng Yangyang looked at it, his eyes were full of mountains, if there was no mountain, the people should be able to plant more land.

"The rivers and mountains, how can the rivers and mountains come without mountains", Nanfeng heard her say that the scenery on this road was good, and he unconsciously slowed down.

"I don't care what the country is, I just know that there are more mountains, and there is less land to plant!"

"Yangyang, this king has always been very curious", after listening to her words, Nan Fengfang suddenly thought of a question, "You are smart and literate, you can write poems and paint, you can use your talent to live the life of a city person, but why did you choose to farm here?"

With their relationship during this time, Nan Fengyan felt that Cheng Yangyang was definitely not an ordinary peasant girl, with her talent and appearance, she could marry a good person casually and leave from that small village.

But she didn't choose such a comfortable and prosperous life, but stayed in Wangjia Village, farming, raising fish, and running a school, doing everything that seemed to be something she shouldn't do.

"Because I can't eat enough because I write poems and paintings", Cheng Yangyang was immersed in the surrounding scenery at the moment, and she replied to him casually.

If it was a previous life, writing poems and paintings might be able to support herself, but it definitely won't work here, plus she is a woman, and she has no future.

"Why not?" Nanfeng didn't understand, "Isn't this the case with this king!"

"......" Cheng Yangyang was pulled back to reality by his innocence, she looked at the back of his head speechlessly, "You are the prince, the family is powerful, the whole world belongs to your family, you just can't write poetry and paint, you can live." ”

"But we ordinary people can't!"

"This king didn't mean that", Nanfeng saw that she had misunderstood, and he explained: "What this king means is that you can choose a better life, why didn't you choose!"

"Because it's so easy and fun here!"

His hair blew all the way to her face, Cheng Yangyang couldn't bear it, so he directly picked up his long hair, held it in his hand, and felt bored when he held it, so she simply styled him.

She was right, it was indeed a simple and happy place, much better than the intriguing capital he had been in before, and if he was asked to choose now, he might hesitate.

"What are you doing?" Nanfeng felt her move to his head behind her.

"Shall I sing to you?" Cheng Yangyang suddenly looked up at the side face that he turned his head and said with a smile.

"Uh......" She suddenly said that she was going to sing to him, he was a little surprised, but he nodded and accepted happily, "Okay!"

"I hurried into the forest, and the forest was full of clumps, and I could not find his whereabouts, but only the trees shaking in the wind......"

In this situation, she was in a good mood, and she unconsciously wanted to hum this song, helping him tie his braids in his hands, and his little head shook and shook, and the whole person felt like he was about to float.

Nanfeng just listened quietly, listening to her sing over and over again, he heard that there was a music theory class in the school before, but I don't know why, after he went to the class, she didn't take it once.

Now I don't know why she suddenly wanted to sing, but the song that came out of her mouth was strange, but it was unexpectedly good, and it felt ...... The surrounding mountains and fields flew up with her singing.

When the two of them were about to arrive at the village, Nanfeng didn't forget to remind her to get his hair back to its original shape.

"Cheng girl, you are back!"

Village Chief Wang has been waiting at the entrance of the village for the past few days, he wants to know how the matter was handled and what the situation is, but Cheng Yangyang has not come back, he is worried and anxious.

"Village Chief, what's wrong?" Cheng Yangyang saw Village Chief Wang's anxious appearance and thought that something was wrong in the village.

"Oh, what can I do, we're worried about you!" Village Chief Wang approached and looked at her cautiously, "What's the matter, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Cheng Yangyang smiled, "What can I do, everything is settled, don't worry, village chief!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"That's good, that's good!" she said, and the villagers of Wangjia Village were relieved, "What the hell is going on?"

Cheng Yangyang walked towards the back mountain, and briefly told them about Feng Gui, and when he heard that she was framed, everyone was completely relieved, as long as it wasn't their problem.

When the two returned home, it was already afternoon, Cheng Qingqing and Li Yuanan were still in class at the bottom of the mountain, Cheng Yangyang changed his clothes and went to rest.

Riding a horse, although her legs were not tired, but her waist was really tired, she began to stretch herself while lying on the bed, twisting her body into a semicircle, and startled the south wind who entered the door.

"Do you want to take a nap too?" Cheng Yangyang finished stretching, lay on the bed, and looked at Nanfeng, who was taking off his coat, and asked.

"This king is tired too", he went to his bed and lay down, looked at her, and closed his eyes.