Si Yunzhen was still thinking about it, and he heard his "eighth brother" interrupt his thoughts with a urging face.

"Okay, fourth brother, now that the princess has arrived, I think you should hurry into the palace, my father is still waiting in the palace, don't let him wait!"

Si Yunzhen saw that Mo Lan called "Fourth Brother" and "Father" smoothly, and dispelled some worries in his heart, only nodded and said: "What the eighth brother said is that you can't tell your father to wait for a long time. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to the king of Nanjiang and said, "Your Majesty, then let's enter the palace quickly." ”

"It's fine." The king of Nanjiang also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he was finally going to send these great gods away, Mo Lan hurriedly waved his hand with joy, shouting like urging the little chicks: "That's right, go, go, go, hurry up." I still have something to do, so I won't be with you, so I'll leave it at that! ”

After that, he immediately smeared the soles of his feet with oil and prepared to flee from this place.

However, as soon as he turned around, before he could take a step, he felt as if he was being dragged by something, and he almost didn't stumble over a dog to eat.

Mo Lan turned her head in annoyance and saw that the hem of her guard uniform had been trampled on by a foot with snow-white brocade boots. looked up along that foot, but saw the owner of the foot standing gracefully, with a face as noble as a lotus, as if stepping on not her clothes, but the clouds in the sky.

The anger was suddenly like a tire that had been deflated, and his dark blue face was as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant!

This kid must have done it on purpose!

Si Yunyin glanced at her faintly, unaware of her accusatory little eyes, and then withdrew his noble feet without a trace, and said to Si Yunzhen with a sincere face: "The eighth brother was just startled by the horse, and this king is worried that he will be scared out of something wrong because of this, so he can't rest assured if he doesn't take him to see the doctor first, so he won't go into the palace with the fourth brother." ”

Mo Lan heard him say this, and hurriedly smirked, and replied curtly: "No need, no need, in fact, I ......"

Actually, I'm fine......

"Lord Liu......" However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Si Yunyin expressionlessly.

I saw him turn around and call the minister who had been yelled at by Mo Lan just now, and instructed lightly: "It's up to you to enter the palace with the four princes and the king of southern Xinjiang, you must be thoughtful and don't slack off." ”

Lord Liu, who was named, had cold sweat on his forehead, and he hurriedly bowed down: "Yes, yes...... The lower officials understand, the prince can rest assured......"

"Your Majesty, forgive this king for being unaccompanied."

Si Yunyin threw a faint sentence at the king of southern Xinjiang after the most dismay, and without giving everyone the slightest time to react, he pulled up Mo Lan's sleeves and walked straight forward.

The group of people behind him were instantly piled up with long black lines behind their heads. Looking at the appearance of "Eight Princes", it doesn't look like he will be scared out of anything, right? Besides, there is no imperial doctor in the palace, so why do you need to find any doctor?

Mo Lan was dragged forward by Si Yunyin all the way, and he didn't forget to wave goodbye to the stunned crowd: "Lost companion, lost companion......"

Also, the rows of black lines have been stretched longer.

After walking a few steps, Si Yunyin suddenly turned his head slightly, threw a deep cold light towards a white horse on the side of the road who was pretending to be dead, and called coldly: "Yindian, can't you come yet?" ”

Mo Lan heard his words, and suddenly felt speechless. And no matter how he tamed the horse, he would not have been able to establish such an extraordinary tacit understanding in such a short period of time, so extraordinary that if he opened his mouth and said a few casual words, the horse would be able to run to him, right?

Pouting, Mo Lan felt disdain, and inadvertently glanced in the direction of Yindian. However, this glance made her stunned, and she wanted to bite off her tongue!

But seeing Yindian raise his head, a trace of struggling emotion flashed in his clear eyes, and then he stood up and walked in their direction. Although it seems reluctant, it really can't reach the "joy coming" in Mo Lan's mouth, but it is indeed coming over!

When Yindian walked to their side, Mo Lan still looked like he had swallowed a fly, and he couldn't figure out whether this horse was evil, or if Si Yunyin had cast some kind of magic tricks?

Si Yunyin glanced at her meaningfully, wrapped his long arms, hugged Mo Lan and flew down on Yindian's back.

"Let's go."

With a pull on the reins, he dropped two faint words, and without raising the whip, Yindian consciously walked forward with brisk steps.

Mo Lan was still stunned, not to mention the group of people behind her.

It's really strange, this horse is inevitably too human, how did the fifth prince do it? There is no doubt that there is a big question mark on everyone's faces.

Mo Lan sat in front of Si Yunyin, and unintentionally turned around, seeing the crowd of people on the spot all over the place, as well as He Yanxue's reluctant eyes, a strange feeling grew in his heart.

Reaching out and touching a handful of silver lightning's incomparably smooth white hair, Mo Lan finally couldn't help but ask with a puzzled face: "By the way, how did you tame this horse before, and you can still make it so obedient?" ”

Although she is not good at equestrianism, she has seen a lot of good horses in her previous life, and she knows a little about horses. Now she can see that this horse is definitely a fighter among the fierce horses!

"BMW is spiritual, and it's not unusual for them to be able to understand people." Si Yunyin spoke lightly, seemingly disapproving, "When I tamed it, I just said in its ear, if it is any more uneasy, I will slaughter it and roast it to eat." It was afraid of me, so it obeyed. ”

"You're threatening a horse!?" Mo Lan was speechless.

I guess no one can think of taming a horse in this way, right? Besides, it is still an extremely precious BMW, who can be ruthless enough to roast it and eat it?

Mo Lan absolutely believed that when Si Yunyin said this, he was definitely not joking, if Yindian was disobedient, he was afraid that he would really slaughter it. And Yindian estimated that because he was too spiritual, he could rely on his intuition to judge how true and how false Si Yunyin's words were, so he became so docile.

A certain woman then suddenly remembered that she was also the type of restless life, and she was also extremely restless, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck with a chill down her spine, and her heart suddenly sprouted infinite sympathy for Yindian.

"It's really pitiful...... she stretched out her hand and touched the silver electricity again, as if she thought of herself, and was eaten to death by Si Yunyin's black-hearted person.

Yindian seemed to feel her friendliness and sympathy, and took advantage of the walking stall to turn around and snort at her, as if expressing a silent mourning for their fate of sharing the same disease.

Si Yunyin glanced at the one person and one horse who had formed an alliance invisibly, and his face was still indifferent, and he only dropped a sentence coldly: "Walk well." ”

So, a certain horse, who was deeply threatened, snorted twice with sorrowful eyes, and continued to walk.

Mo Lan was speechless in her heart, sometimes, the variety is too good, too human, and it may not be a good thing......

After walking so leisurely for a while, Mo Lan suddenly remembered He Yanxue's eyes full of admiration, and couldn't help but arch Si Yunyin, and said teasingly: "Hey, according to me, the pearl of southern Xinjiang has taken a fancy to you."

"It's not about me."

Si Yunyin spoke calmly, his hands wrapped around her body and held the reins, his expression was as warm as jade, and he seemed to enjoy this moment very much.

Mo Lan heard him say this, and inexplicably felt comfortable for a while, but he still joked duplicitously: "She is a princess of Southern Xinjiang, and she looks like a flower and jade, it is rare that you have recruited a good peach blossom for so many years, and it is not bad to pick it." ”

Si Yunyin didn't seem to hear her words, and he didn't speak. Mo Lan waited for a long time and didn't see him talk, and couldn't help but arch him again: "I'm talking to you!" ”

So the voice of the clear stream sounded in her ears like a jade bead plate—

"Peach blossoms, one flower is enough......"

Mo Lan's heart moved, and suddenly he began to be a little excited inexplicably, but the next moment, he heard that bewildering voice as if sighing: "As for the other peach blossoms, don't do it, otherwise, I'm worried that they will end up with the same fate as the sixth brother's concubine......"

Suddenly, the originally happy face immediately stinked like a dog gnawing on it.

What does this mean, to say that she is fierce!?

"Si Yunyin!"

A woman's low roar of gnashing teeth sounded suddenly, and her claws stretched out irregularly and twisted the waist of the person behind her, but in exchange for a low laugh like a wind moan.

Mo Lan knew that he was not the opponent of this guy, so he simply withdrew his hand, hummed twice like a pig, found a comfortable position, and lazily leaned into Si Yunyin's arms, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

There was a faint scent of snow lotus in her nose, and behind her was a hug that made her feel very comfortable, and Mo Lan felt that this feeling of stability at this moment was something she had never felt before.

Si Yunyin's body suddenly stiffened a little.

He walked forward for a short distance in anguish, and suddenly heard the woman in front of him who closed her eyes and recuperated suddenly opened her mouth and whispered like a dream: "Si Yunyin, I seem to be gradually liking you now......"

Si Yunyin's chest was suffocated, and he paused for a while before he said faintly: "Then continue to like it, and you have to like it even more......"

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was a little cautious.

Mo Lan chuckled, and her red lips raised slightly and said with disgust: "It's really greedy......"

Si Yunyin didn't speak again, the left hand holding the reins slowly loosened, and lightly wrapped around her waist, gradually tightening, but he didn't dare to tighten too tightly, as if he wanted to rub the woman in front of him into his life, but he was afraid of hurting her.

The pale chin rested gently on the woman's shoulder, and a long sigh seemed to echo from the depths of her heart.

It was as if I had waited too long for this moment, and it was a silent comfort.

The sunset surrounds the sky, and the white horse walks in pairs.

It was an extremely beautiful picture, but in the eyes of others, it inexplicably gave birth to some weirdness.

Because......

Mo Lan is still dressed as a guard at the moment, and on horseback, there are two men!!