Just when Li Xiang and the cooks in Chunfeng Building were preparing for the birthday banquet, Zhao Mengxue was also ready to set off. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The young steward Huang Song prepared a carriage for her, but Zhao Mengxue wanted to ride a horse, looking at the snow-white horse with bright coat and abnormal beauty, Zhao Mengxue was indeed a little eager to try, but she knew in her heart that her horse skills were really not good, and her level was only able to control ordinary horses.

She had heard that the more noble the horse, the greater the temper, and the more reluctant it was to admit the master. This horse was newly bought by the Zhao family, and it was an incomparable divine horse.

Now what she is afraid of is that if the BMW of this divine horse does not recognize her as the so-called new owner, and does not give her face at all, she is afraid that she will not even be able to touch the horse's hair, so how can she ride it for a few laps?

Zhao Mengxue's slightly embarrassed look fell on Huang Song's eyes, he immediately understood her concern, walked to Ma Baoduxue's side with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and gently combed its hair with his hand, and the snow shook his neck leisurely, as if he was extremely comfortable.

Huang Song beckoned to Zhao Mengxue and motioned her over, Zhao Mengxue looked at the extremely tame snow-white horse at this time, and cautiously moved to the side of 'Duxue'.

Huang Song said: "You can also try." Then he took his hand away from the horse's neck.

Zhao Mengxue hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out her hand and tentatively stroked the neck of 'Duxue'.

Huang Song said to 'Pile Snow' again: "You can see clearly 'Pile Snow', Miss will be your new master in the future, and you must be familiar with her taste." ”

'Pile of Snow' raised his head and hissed softly, looking at Huang Song aggrievedly, as if accusing this master who had abandoned him.

Huang Song said softly: "When I am away, you still protect Miss well. This sentence seems to be said to the horse, and it seems to imply some kind of meaning that can be read thoroughly.

Zhao Mengxue's face turned uncontrollably red again, if her heart was still unclear at this time, Huang Song vaguely expressed her love to her, she would be really stupid.

In fact, after she and Huang Song accidentally came into contact in the carriage that night, she felt that there was an indescribable feeling between the two, and she did not reject this emotion in the bottom of her heart. She felt that she shouldn't have this kind of thought, her lover was Li Xiang, and she gave her body to him, but at this time, she was unexpectedly like this with the young housekeeper of her own family, she even felt that she was a woman with a watery field, although Huang Song was also young and handsome, but he was just a subordinate.

Huang Song has become the steward of the Zhao family since he met, and since he met Zhao Mengxue, the Zhao Mengxue he has seen has always been calm and wise, and in all the days she has been together, she has not blushed as many times as she does today, nor has she been as cute and moving as she is today.

'Pile of snow' seemed to be able to feel the strong emotions of the owner, knowing that Zhao Mengxue was the person valued by the owner, and couldn't help but lightly step on the front hooves and agreed.

Huang Song smiled: "Okay, now you can ride up and run a few laps, and the 'Snow Pile' will definitely protect you, the new master." ”

Zhao Mengxue looked at the horse that gradually showed her intimacy, and she was also very happy, she patted the horse's back lovingly, and rode up with a slight force, 'piling snow' raised her head and neighed again, and ran forward happily.

Huang Song stepped lightly, and also got on another black horse 'stepping on the snow', chasing the first person and one horse.

The sun set slowly, and after the last red of the day faded, night fell quietly, Huang Song and Zhao Mengxue rode out of the city, galloped on the grassy slope for an unknown amount of time, and finally stopped at a place near the nameless mountain.

The two looked at the dark sky, Fang woke up and realized that the night had come, Huang Song looked around, took the lead in getting off the horse, and pulled the 'pile of snow', and said to Zhao Mengxue: "The time for the banquet has not yet arrived, why don't you and I come down and rest for a while, and then make plans?" ”

Zhao Mengxue nodded, slid down the horse's back, and suddenly felt that her legs were sore, and she was a little unstable standing on the grassy slope.

Huang Song turned around and took a burden from 'Treading Snow', he sat on the ground, opened the baggage, took out a bag of things from it, and said to Zhao Mengxue: "This is the snack I brought from 'Peach Blossom Zhai' before, if you don't dislike it, you will be hungry first." ”

Zhao Mengxue also sat down, she was hungry for a long time, took the bag of dim sum casually, gently twisted a piece and put it in her mouth, a fragrance of apricot blossoms came into her nose, and the cake at the entrance was soft and sweet, extremely delicious, and she secretly praised Huang Song's carefulness.

The two of them spent three minutes on the snack, and then looked at the sky and it was already dark, but no one mentioned it back.

Huang Song took out two pots of apricot blossom wine from his baggage like a trick, handed a pot to Zhao Mengxue, and said: "This is the most famous apricot blossom wine in 'Xinghuazhai', would you like to taste it?" ”

Zhao Mengxue remembered the horizontal flute played by Huang Song that she had heard before, so she said softly: "There is wine and scenery, how can there be no fun?" ”

Huang Song was silent for a moment, and finally took out the transverse flute from his bosom, put it to his mouth and blew it lightly.

A bend of the moon hung in the sky at some point, and the sound of the flute sounded on the silent grassy slope, and the forest in the mountain was as far as the eye could see, and the sound of the flute passed through the forest, circling repeatedly.

Zhao Mengxue listened quietly, a very shallow smile unconsciously hung on the corner of her mouth, although she was rough in music theory, she could also hear that the song blown by Huang Song contained twists and turns.

The unknown song is at first gloomy and lonely, and then the feeling of loss is gradually replaced by another kind of light joy, and finally it becomes a sound of longing and longing.

When the last note also disappeared into the air, Huang Song withdrew the transverse flute and looked at Zhao Mengxue with affectionate eyes.

Zhao Mengxue coughed lightly, looked up at the sky, and said: "It's a pity that there are no stars, I think only on the grassland can you see the stars." ”

Huang Song nodded, his eyes seemed to be looking at the sky: "Miss, do you know, I am from the north, when I was a child, my father often took me and my younger brother to gallop on the vast grassland, and my mother would also cool a pot of mare's milk wine and wait for us in the tent." An inexplicable emotion flowed out as he spoke.

He also sighed: "On summer nights, my brother and I slipped out of the tent and lay on the grass to count the stars, the stars in the sky twinkled and shimmered, as if we could reach out to pick them, and it is undeniable that the stars on the grassland are the most beautiful stars I have ever seen." ”

Zhao Mengxue suddenly realized, her eyes were fascinated, and she said: "It's so beautiful, no wonder you don't like Fuyi City." ”

Huang Song said: "The scenery of the northern grasslands is different in the four seasons, no matter when you come, you can experience another kind of beauty, but you are the original person, I am afraid that you will not survive the cold in winter." ”

The night with the spring breeze blowing, the soft grassy slopes, the silent mountain forest, and the not very bright moon hanging in the sky, no matter how you look at it, this picture is extremely beautiful.

It's a pity that the person in front of him is not his lover, but Zhao Mengxue suddenly felt dizzy in front of her, and wondered how she could be like this, could it be that her vitality has not recovered after being injured?

Just as she was about to faint, a pair of hot hands wrapped around her slender waist. (To be continued.) )