The sun is shining, the weather is rare, and the koi fish in the pond are swimming more cheerfully than usual. Bai Qianfan held a bag of fish food in his hand and gently spilled it out, the koi fish rushed out of the water to compete for food, the water splashed, and the colorful light flashed in the sun, Bai Qianfan was amused and giggled.

Hao Pingguan stepped forward with a smile on his face and made a thousand, "The princess feeds the fish, the prince is back, and he said that he will take you out, and the sedan chair is waiting outside." ”

Bai Qianfan asked, "Where are you going?" Do you want to wrap the line or something? ”

Hao Pingguan glanced at her, "You are very good, hurry up and go with the slave, others will wait for a long time." ”

It's always nice to be able to go out to play, Bai Qianfan threw all the fish food into the water, took the wet towel handed by Gui Yue and wiped his hands, and happily followed Hao Pingguan.

When he arrived at the second gate, Murong Mian was riding on a horse in civilian clothes, his tight leggings peeking out from under his robe, slender and neat, and his deerskin boots stepped on the horses' pedals.

Bai Qianfan raised his hand to greet him, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

Murong Mian coughed, his expression was a little light, "Get on the sedan chair, it's time to go." ”

Bai Qianfan sat in, and quickly stuck his head out again and called him, "Lord Wang." ”

Murong Mian raised his eyebrows, "What?" ”

"You can teach me how to ride a horse in the future."

Murong Mian rode his horse and had to take two steps, "Want to ride a horse?" ”

"I think riding a horse is more comfortable than riding a sedan chair, and I rode it once last time, but I ran too fast and my legs were worn out."

Murong Mian's face darkened suddenly, and he remembered that time when Du Changfeng brought her back from Niutou Mountain, and the two of them rode a horse together...... For such a long distance, the two of them were so close together...... Her legs were also worn out.

Without saying a word, he dismounted and took her out of the palanquin and placed her on the horse.

Bai Qianfan said in surprise, "Let me ride now?" But ......"

He stepped over and took her gently in his arms, his saddle large enough to seat two people. The buffalo leather saddle is delicate and soft, and it will not wear out her legs.

He said in a sullen voice, "With me, you'll be fine." ”

Throwing a look at Hao Pingguan, he immediately ordered someone to put things behind him. Murong Mian saw that everything was ready, and as soon as the whip was raised, the horse had to go to the gate of the house.

In the distance, Gu Qingdie stood under a tree, her resentful gaze following the horse and the two people on the horse, until they disappeared around the corner, still watching in amazement.

Ziqiao said softly, "Master, go back, the sun has risen to the top, and it's not good to be in the sun for a long time." ”

Gu Qingdie retracted her gaze, "Do you know where they went?" ”

Ziqiao screamed, "The slave maid inquired, but the people in the Huailin Pavilion are very tight, and the silver is not easy to use." ”

Gu Qingdie bit the socket of her back teeth and walked slowly to the backyard, "Do you say that Jia Tong and Bai Qianfan have a good relationship?" ”

"Yes, the slave maid heard that they were in a master-apprentice relationship, and once they had a date in the back garden at night, and they were caught, and the prince was angry, but then it was over."

Gu Qingdie snorted, "Can you bear it like this?" The prince's mind was also a little wider. ”

"Another time, I don't know what happened, the prince punished Jia Tong with thirty whips, and I heard that it was also because of Bai Qianfan."

The prince can bear it probably because he didn't see the real chapter, Gu Qingdie's lips pulled a sinister smile, Bai Qianfan won't always be so lucky, "Continue to inquire, if there is any news, I will tell the concubine." ”

"Yes," Ziqiao said respectfully, "the slave knows." ”

Murong Mian took Bai Qianfan out of the house, walking slowly along the street, the little girl was straight, stretching her neck to look around, Murong Mian looked at her narrow shoulders, and the butterfly bones that came out of the back, a little sad, other people's young ladies are slender but round, only she, she is really a loss, a fourteen-year-old girl, her body is still like a child.

He reached out lovingly to touch her, Bai Qianfan suddenly turned around, and Murong Mian's hand paused in the air. Facing those dark eyes, he suddenly felt a little at a loss, and his hand slowly fell.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"You haven't said where you're taking me?"

He deliberately sold the guanzi, "You'll know when you arrive." ”

There is a bustling street ahead. He took her into his arms, his long arms shook, and the wide cloak covered her tightly, revealing only a small half of her face.

Bai Qianfan didn't follow, struggling to come out, he tightened her tightly, "Don't move, you are the princess, don't show your head easily." ”

Bai Qianfan stopped struggling at this time, and pouted and said, "Next time I come out, I'll just pretend to be a little girl." ”

Murong Mian smiled slightly, whipped a whip, and the horse spread its hooves and ran. Bai Qianfan was turned backwards and could only cling to his arms. Murong Mian put his arm around her, pulled the reins with the other, and a bright smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and galloped forward towards the red sun.

After running for a while, he slowed down and asked her softly, "Are you tired?" ”

She panted and grabbed his robe in her hands, "It's okay. ”

This pass has been run down, and it has reached the suburbs. The ears of wheat in the field were ripe, and the yellow and clear pressure bent over. On the other side is the vegetable field, one after another, neatly arranged, with oily Chinese cabbage, slender red peppers, and purple eggplants...... It's as beautiful as a picture.

Bai Qianfan's eyes were not enough to see, like a bird that had just come out of the cage, and he was pleasantly surprised. Murong Mian tilted his head sideways to look at her, "Like these?" ”

"I like it, the nurse used to tell me about her family's fields, and said that she would take me to see it if she had the chance, but unfortunately ......" She lowered her voice and felt a little sad.

"I have a Zhuangzi in the eastern suburbs, when will I take you to see it, there are many things there, I guarantee you will like it."

She raised her face and smiled, "Don't count what the prince says." ”

Murong Mian said, "When does my words stop counting?" ”

Bai Qianfan thought for a while, "You said to show me your stick last time, but you haven't shown it until now." ”

Murong Mian's face turned green, and he felt that something that was not angry suddenly raised his head, he quickly pushed her forward, and handed the reins to her, "Didn't you say that you want to learn to ride a horse?" Practice first. ”

The place was narrow, Bai Qianfan was pushed on the saddle by him, and turned back a little angrily, "If you don't look at it, don't look at it, what are you angry about." ”

She leaned back as if angry, "You said you wanted me to ride a horse, and now you are pushing people." But after hearing Mo Rongmian snort behind him, he jumped down neatly, and strode forward, Bai Qianfan was left on the horse alone, a little scared, and sighed twice, "Lord Wang, why did you go, you don't know how to pout your hooves." ”

Murong Mian was stunned and strode forward.

Bai Qianfan was in a hurry, his legs instinctively clamped, and he pulled the reins. The horse raised its front legs and ran happily past Murong Mian. He looked up, and she turned back to him with a sad face and shouted, "Lord Wang, save me!" ”

He was really scared, his little face turned white, he looked in a hurry, he raised his hand and whistled on his lips, the horse gradually stopped, she still looked at him pitifully, like an abandoned child. Murong Mian's heart suddenly tightened, he quickly walked two steps and turned over on the horse, hugged her in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Don't make a little temperament." ”