One night, the beauties didn't even turn their bodies, they slept so soundly and so deeply that they didn't even remember any dreams. Grandma quietly waited for the girls to sleep until they woke up naturally, and when they woke up, the rooster had already crowed.

"It's bad, it's bad, I decided to listen to the rooster crow, but I didn't expect to be delayed by this fragrant sleepiness, and the high-pitched and loud call was more dutiful than the husband in the palace, and I hadn't heard the rooster's 'crow' for many years." Concubine Wen said in a panic.

"A chicken, is it worth missing like this? Go back and ask the inner prison to buy ten roosters, and you can also ask them to compete and crow. Le Qiao began to make fun of Concubine Wen.

After breakfast, Grandma is feeding the beautiful horses "breakfast", they are greedily drinking the water in the bucket and munching on the golden corn in the pot, the horses are very hungry, not picky eaters, chewing as if they are smiling, and making a pleasant chewing sound, this sound, maybe hypnotic. Concubine Wen lovingly stroked the "Lightning" golden and brown mixed fur, and said softly: "Lightning, try to eat, if you are hungry, your lightning will turn into a candle, and I will have to send you back to live for the rest of your life." ”

"Lightning" looked up at his master, as if he understood, and fanned his dexterous ears, and under Concubine Wen's gaze, his big dark eyes seemed to be clearer and brighter.

Horses may be more tired and toiling than men, and when they fight, blood splatters, and the belly and legs of the "lightning" are splattered with blood, which has long since been dried up, turning into jet-black blood scale, sticking to the golden-brown hair one by one, and clinging to the skin. Concubine Wen took the lead in bringing hot water and wiped all the stains clean, the horse's skin seemed to magically become a little more delicate, and the sisters followed suit, naturally, all the glamorous war horses were soaked in blood once they fought. Everyone scrubbed and played together, not to mention how cheerful!

"Lightning" gently wags its long tail as a friendly response to the intimate care of the beauties. The vigorous ponytail, in the eyes of Concubine Wen, instantly became swaying like an elegant and light willow silk, as if the cold air had already turned into a warm spring breeze in the harmonious picture scroll of people and horses.

Since combing your hair can relieve fatigue, combing your horse's hair can also relieve their toil. After thinking about it, Concubine Wen immediately took out the onyx comb that had just been packed into the blanket, and combed it for the "lightning" as meticulously as when she first met Emperor Zhao Xu combing her horsehair, combing it from the top of her high head to her slender neck, from her sturdy back to her tight abdomen and rounded buttocks, and finally combing her long ponytail. The tens of millions of strands of "tail silk" that are several feet long became as smooth as silk, and after thinking about the future, Concubine Wen, who had seen through the ancient and modern worlds, jumped up and said happily to her sisters: "When I get old, what do you think will happen to my hair?" ”

"What else? It's not like it's gradually drying up and scarrying, like crops in a great drought, but we still love to hear your crazy words. The beauty said in unison.

"If my hair becomes less and ugly, I will definitely ask the gods for help, let him hurry up and let the tail of the 'lightning' grow on my head, sisters, are you interesting? Is it impossible? Then, Concubine Wen continued to recount her feelings, "Oh, it's all like long live, living a life in a conventional way, and it really has nothing to do with happiness, so we should boldly imagine a good life." Concubine Wen said nonchalantly.

"It's too interesting, it's too possible, but it's just possible, but this kind of whimsical ability is only available to Sister Wen." Book Butterfly seeks truth from facts, Tao.

"Of course, only you don't stink, haha!" Le Qiao said.

"Wrong, wrong, think about it, since ancient times, people have called girls' straight long hair 'ponytails' and 'ponytail brushes', if girls really think that ponytail hair smells, if the horses know that people are so duplicitous, will they trust everyone as always? It's a bit like Ye Gong is a good dragon, and it will definitely hurt the horse clan's loyal human feelings and innocent and kind hearts. Concubine Wen corrected seriously.

"Oh? The horses are so magical, come quickly, so that the sisters can increase their knowledge! "Qianfandao.

"I've heard that on the battlefield, there was once a horse whose four legs were injured and could not walk, and he crawled forward with his wounded and disabled limbs, almost crawling, almost becoming a 'snake walker', and the purpose of this was to send the injured owner to the military doctor for treatment. There is another allusion. There was a war horse, three of which had broken off, and must have been crippled, and in order to march quickly, it was so broken that it forgot that it had already become a 'lame turtle horse', and still ran forward tenaciously, forcibly classifying itself as a sturdy horse and a fine jade. ”

After hearing this, the sisters were silent at first, and then burst into a burst of warm applause, "Where is this the 'beast' that some people talk about, it is obviously a hero among horses." Ping Ling praised.

Looking at the refreshing military horse, the beauties couldn't bear to step on the ride again.

Seeing that the beauties loved the war horses so much, Grandma was very moved, and praised enthusiastically: "If I bathe the cattle and sheep every day and comb my hair, I will definitely be tired to death, I can't imagine that the lady in the palace can endure hardships and be so patient." ”

"Because when we come out, everything has to be on our own, and we help each other to return with our whole body. Grandma, you say, is that the truth? Concubine Wen replied.

"Yes, yes, how can there be anything bad about the beauties personally selected by the Long Live Lord?" Grandma smiled.

Daddy brought the tea made from wolfberry leaves that had been dried in midsummer, and the dried leaves slowly stretched out in the boiling water, showing a beautiful narrow and complete leaves. The family relationship established with the people at the border pass is like a sea tide, overflowing Concubine Wen's heart......

After drinking wolfberry leaf tea, the beauties asked their grandmother to be a guide, and they knew what is a wolfberry tree with many needles on its branches, Concubine Wen was surprised: "I can't imagine that such a sweet wolfberry fruit grows on this kind of tree, but its branches are not sweet, but some are like the moon season, the flowers are beautiful, and the tree body is also full of spikes. ”

"Sister, you're talking crazy again."

"By the way, I forgot just now, this tree has many fruits and sweetness, just like the bitter fruit of the sweet melon, and nothing in the world is perfect." Then, she praised herself, "If we don't have ink in our hearts, we still owe fire if we want to go crazy!" Concubine Wen said this, not only praising everyone, but also sticking gold for herself, and the sisters smiled proudly.