Ji Qingchen got out of the carriage, and as soon as he got on the war horse, he saw a maidservant hurriedly walking in front of him, and Shi Li said, "Your Highness, the princess is waiting for you on the hillside in front!" ”

"Shu'er?" Ji Qingchen was stunned for a moment, slapped the war horse under his crotch fiercely, and galloped up the hillside in front.

On the hillside, I saw a red dress standing in the wind, it was the princess Lishu who left the country, she was quietly watching Ji Qingchen. Ji Qingchen turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly to Princess Anle, only to find that the girl's eyes were already full of tears.

"Shu'er—" Ji Qingchen whispered softly, and now the thousand words in his heart were difficult to speak.

Princess An Le didn't speak, just turned around slowly and looked at Ji Qingchen in a daze.

Ji Qingchen suddenly felt a pain in his heart when he saw the tear-stained girl in front of him, walked in front of the girl in a few steps, and involuntarily wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

"I'm sorry—" he whispered.

Princess An Le did not resist, and quietly let his cold fingers run lightly across her cheek.

Suddenly, she gently hugged his waist tightly with both hands, and gently pressed her face against Ji Qingchen's chest. Ji Qingchen was a little overwhelmed by the girl's move, but the unique elegant fragrance of the girl floated to the tip of Ji Qingchen's nose, and his heart fluttered. Suddenly, their previous past events came to mind, and the bits and pieces of memories converged into a picture, he thought of his promise to her, and an inexplicable guilt surged in his heart, and he suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms.

In this way, the two hugged each other quietly, and no one said a word, as if there were only two of them left in heaven and earth. At this time, the rising sun in the east had risen, and the colorful light of the morning glow shone on their bodies, like a pair of fairy couples in the sky.

After a moment, Princess An Le raised her head and said in a low voice, "Brother Qingchen, I want to ride a horse again." ”

"Yes!" Ji Qingchen agreed softly.

He bowed down without thinking about it, and slowly knelt in front of the girl.

Seeing Ji Qingchen's actions, Princess Anle's eyes were filled with tears again. A scene from ten years ago resurfaced in front of her eyes.

Ten years ago, when he was only a seven-year-old boy, she told him that she wanted to ride a horse when she first arrived in China as a hostage. At that time, she saw a flash of anger in his eyes, but she still climbed in front of her very respectfully, and let her ride on his back like that, and let him crawl in the hall to be her horse.

However, who would have thought that this ride would be destined for their lives.

Ten years have made him, who was still a resentful teenager at the beginning, become the confident and wise son in front of him. In ten years, she has changed from a brutal and willful little girl to the most beautiful princess who has left the country. Ten years also changed the two of them, she became the only person he could talk to, and he became the person she could rely on to be coquettish.

And the reason why she has never begged her royal brother for anything when she grows so big is because she has a light dust brother who always protects her and treats her as a fairy. She knew that no matter what she wanted, as long as Brother Qingchen could do it, she would not refuse herself.

Just like seven years ago, when she said she wanted to ride a horse, he climbed quietly in front of her, and there was no hatred in his eyes, just a faint love.

Just like two years ago, they went out hunting together, when the team met a royal cavalry in the Western Desert, she took a fancy to a sable on the saddle of the other party's leader, very beautiful, she said she wanted. He just nodded slightly, rode out on a horse, and was not afraid in the face of the enemy's three thousand elite horsemen, killing twelve generals of the other party within a few hundred meters, and finally rushed to the front of the opponent's leader, picked his head with a lance, and snatched back the sable she wanted.

And on that day, she shed tears for him for the first time, and for the first time she truly felt how important her place in his heart was. It was at that moment that she realized that he had been willing to ride her horse, not for her power and status, but because he loved himself.

That day, she found out that she was also in love with him, and said something like this to him, "Brother Qingchen, when I grow up, will you marry me?" ”

He said, "Good! Shu'er, when your hair reaches your waist, I will marry you! ”

Another two years have passed, since she fell in love with him, she has never said anything about riding a horse, except that she is a princess, and she has grown up to know that there is a difference between men and women, just because she really regards him as a man who can stay with her all her life, she feels that he should not only be a horse that climbs on the ground, but should be an eagle soaring in the sky, the eagle strikes the sky, galloping the world.

Now, it has been two years since such a request has been made, and when she said it today, she thought he would refuse, because he was going back to China, and he wanted to be his ninth prince, even the crown prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, and even the emperor.

But as soon as her words came out, she found that her brother Qingchen was still the same as ten years ago, and agreed without thinking.

It's just that the difference from ten years ago is that ten years ago, his eyes were full of hatred when he heard his words, and now his eyes are full of love when he hears his words.

Princess Anle was stunned for a moment!

Her fragrant shoulders trembled slightly, her whole body trembled, her tears seemed to be bursting the embankment of the Yellow River, and she hugged Ji Qingchen who was already crawling in front of her like crazy, "Brother Qingchen, I don't want you like this, I don't want you like this, I hate you, I hate you to death - I'm just talking, I just want to talk about ......"

Ji Qingchen raised his head slightly, looked at Princess An Le with tenderness on his face, and smiled miserably, "Shu'er, I promised you that I would take care of you for the rest of my life and not let you be wronged." However, today, because I really want to go back to Yanguo. Shu'er, I dreamed of my mother last night, and when I woke up, I found myself crying. It's been ten years, and I've been away from the country for ten years, and I still don't remember what my mother looks like. Shu'er, it's not that I don't dare to stay in the country, it's not that I don't want to marry you, I can't grow old with you, but I can't, because I'm afraid that after staying away from the country for a long time, I will forget who I am? will forget that he is still a man of Yan Kingdom, and he still has the bronze blood of a man of Yan Kingdom in his blood. ”

"Brother Qingchen! I know the truth! You know all these things! Princess An Le said in a choked tone, "Brother Qingchen, as long as you live well, no matter what you do, Shu'er will not blame you." Shu'er will always remember what Brother Qingchen said. Even if Brother Qingchen returns to Yanguo, Shu'er will not forget Brother Qingchen, Shu'er believes that one day, Brother Qingchen will definitely get everything he wants! ”

"Yes!" Ji Qingchen nodded heavily to Princess An Le.

At this moment, he felt a tender, cold lip pressed against his mouth.

Princess Anle's lips kissed Ji Qingchen's lips gently.

Ji Qingchen only felt that the girl's soft fragrant tongue shyly and rustily pried open his closed teeth, entangled his tongue, and there was a burst of ecstasy from the tip of his tongue.

He instinctively hugged Princess Anle in front of him tightly, and immediately responded to her kiss.

This passionate kiss seemed to make him forget everything in heaven and earth.

Just as Ji Qingchen had fallen into the girl's kiss, a sharp pain suddenly came from the tip of his tongue, and it hurt into his heart!

"Yes!" He snorted and held back.

Princess An Le had a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, and she was looking at him with a satisfied expression.

"Shu'er-" Ji Qingchen was just about to speak, when he heard Princess Anle say in a firm tone, "Brother Qingchen, you're leaving, let Shu'er dance for you again, right?" Before Ji Qingchen could speak again, she had already gotten up, stepped forward a few steps and began to dance on the official road of the remnant snow road.

Her red Luo skirt is trimmed with silver filigree, and the water fu-colored gauze belt has a manly waist, and her sleeves are raised when she rotates gently, as light as snowflakes fluttering, and like fluffy grass dancing in the wind.

The beauty is like a fairy in the world!

Ji Qingchen and the Yulin riders on the official road were all stupid.

Suddenly, Ji Qingchen yelled, "Take my Jiaowei Qin!" ”

He was going to play for Princess Anle.

But he forgot that he was not by the carriage under the escort of Yu Linlang.

In the middle of the ring, I saw a maid hurriedly retrieve a guzheng and handed it to Ji Qingchen.

Ji Qingchen took the piano, sat cross-legged on the official road, and put Jiao Wei on his legs.

"Zheng-" Qin Yin remembered, the sound was pure and long, like the spring water of the stream, and there was sadness, like the valley of the orchid, since it was an ancient song "Looks Together" The sound of the piano landed, and his singing voice also drifted immediately:

There are geese in the north ridge, and the feathers are like snow.

The wind mourns, and the wings fly south.

The wings are broken and the rain is unbearable.

The wind is dignified, and it will never leave.

With the sound of the piano and the singing, Princess Anle's dance steps are lighter and her dancing posture is more graceful.

She rotated with the graceful dance, sometimes left, sometimes right, as if she never knew fatigue, and seemed to be in thousands of spins.

It's hard to tell the difference between the face and the body. The speed of rotation seems to exceed that of the speeding wheels and the whirlwind.

The aftermath is lingering, and the dancing posture is ethereal—

On the hillside, in the afterglow of the morning glow, the girl danced, and the young man sat on the ground and sang the piano.

It's like a picture of a fairy couple! Forever imprinted in the sky!

When the last note hit the ground, Princess Anle stopped her light dance steps.

By this time, her forehead was already oozing with fragrant sweat.

Seeing this, Ji Qingchen immediately got up and stepped forward to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Princess Anle stopped him, and as soon as she waved into the distance, she saw an attendant leading a classmate's snow-white war horse to her.

Princess An Le took the reins of the horse, led the war horse to Ji Qingchen, and took out a letter from the saddle, and put it in Ji Qingchen's hand along with the horse reins and the letter, "Brother Qingchen, this is Shu'er's pony born of the white rabbit, he is three years old this year, and he can go to the battlefield with you, so Shu'er will give it to you!" Also, when Shu'er went out of the city, General Li asked Shu'er to hand over this letter and the knife to Brother Qingchen. Brother Qingchen, Shu'er will go back, Brother Qingchen will take care all the way, Shu'er will not go anywhere in the future, just wait for Brother Qingchen in the capital, and wait for Brother Qingchen to ride a little white horse to the capital to marry Shu'er. ”

"Teacher's letter?" Ji Qingchen was stunned, the teacher was in the car just now, why didn't he personally hand over the letter and knife to himself? But through the hands of Princess Anle? Is there any ulterior secret in the letter? Ji Qingchen's gaze moved to the direction of the carriage where the emperor had left just now, and he was a little dazed.

"Teacher—" he muttered to himself, and his thoughts suddenly returned to the scene ten years ago, when he met the teacher, learned the knife from the teacher, and learned the art of war from the teacher.

Princess Anle saw that Ji Qingchen was silent, so she didn't interrupt his thoughts, just when Ji Qingchen was stunned, she turned over and got on the horse, and whipped the white rabbit fiercely, and the war horse soared into the air with four hooves, flew and galloped, and disappeared on the hillside in a moment.

Princess Anle walked very resolutely, without giving Ji Qingchen a chance to say goodbye, when he was startled by the sound of horses' hooves and came back to his senses, Princess Anle's figure had already disappeared in the distance, leaving only a small black spot.

Ji Qingchen could only swallow the words that he was still hiding in his heart just now, and could only silently gaze at Princess Anle's distant figure, stunned.

After a long time, he sighed slightly, walked to the side of the little white horse, and took the sword given to him by the teacher from the saddle.

The war knife is very simple, the knife is three feet eight inches long, and the hilt is engraved with a hideous wolf head.

When Ji Qingchen saw this knife, his expression was shocked, and he couldn't believe his eyes, "This is the saber of the god of war Li Yaoshi, the wolf blade." ”

This is the ancestral heirloom of his teacher Li Qingyi, and it is the war knife of Li Qingyi's grandfather, Li Yaoshi, the god of war who left the country. Now that the teacher has given him the family heirloom knife, Ji Qingchen's heart has swelled with an indescribable melancholy.

He slowly grabbed the handle of the knife, only to feel that as soon as the knife was in his hand, there was a cold and murderous drying of clothes penetrating into the bone marrow, his body was cold, and he tried his best to stabilize his mind before slowly pulling out the sword.

The sword was unsheathed, and it let out a terrifying roar like a dragon's groan, and the aura of Xiao Killing was overwhelming.

Ji Qingchen held the war knife tightly, watched quietly for a long time, and then put the knife into the sheath, tied the wolf blade knife around his waist, patted the little white horse's neck gently, and said to himself, "Little white horse, in the future, you will call Xiying!" You left your mother, and I left Shu'er. We will leave the country today and return to Dayan to conquer the world. Don't worry, as long as Ji Qingchen still has a breath of air, when we all become strong enough in the future, I will go north with you with the knife, and go to the capital city where I left the country to welcome Shu'er and your mother. Luckily? ”

Xiying seemed to understand Ji Qingchen's words, hissed a few times, and gently rubbed Ji Qingchen's face a few times with his head.