"Liu Shangshu's wife Hui Zhilanxin, my mother often mentions it with the palace, my mother and my wife are friends with handkerchiefs, if Miss Liu doesn't mind, this palace calls you Xinru, okay?" The third aunt is a concubine, and when she walks around with the ladies of various mansions, she is not very popular, but Liu Shangshu is very close to her.

Liu Xinru's face was happy, and the king of Jin favored the princess of Jin, and everyone in the city knew about it, and no one knew it, and there were many versions in the streets and alleys. To be able to get the favor of Princess Jin, if you wish to climb the dragon and the phoenix and marry into the royal gate, you can't ask for it.

Liu Xinru made the young ladies present not sneer, Qing'er flashed her eyes on another woman two steps away, delicate and delicate, small jasper, "The folk girl Liu Lemei has seen Prince Li, Princess Li, Princess Jin, and sisters. ”

"It turned out to be the concubine from Liu Shangshu's concubine, Xinru, this is your mistake, today's Jockey Club, how can you not even distinguish between the dignity and inferiority of the concubine." Murong Yan'er was thorny in her words, Qing'er pretended not to know, her delicate jade-carved fingers crossed her sideburns, her black hair fluttered lightly in the wind, elegant and quiet, King Li's dark eyes were dyed with a moment of warmth, he ignored the beauty of this woman in the past, and now when he looks back, Yiren will still be waiting for him, sour, unwilling, and lonely will wrap him tighter and tighter.

"What Princess Li said is very true, Lemei's status is humble, and she shouldn't have appeared here, but the prince sent someone to the palace yesterday to spread the word, horse racing is a good charity, first, to let the masters have fun, and second, there is an epidemic in the south, and a large number of medicinal materials and supplies are urgently needed. Le Mei also saves some silver taels that are not enough to worry about on weekdays, but it is nothing more than to make a part and displease the princess, but Le Mei does not understand the rules, and Le Mei retires. ”

The prince started to arrange the matter of dealing with the epidemic so quickly, I have to say that the prince still cares about the people, Mo Zhuoran admitted that if he was a courtier, he might surrender to the prince, but the identity given to him by God would never be allowed, he had the slightest retreat, there was no room for two tigers in the mountains, and he was bound to kick the prince down from that high position. Liu Lemei, Qing'er can't help but give this girl a thumbs up, she is reasonable, she is in place, she is clever, neither humble nor arrogant, and she has no heart to climb to wealth.

Murong Yan'er is a stupid person, her concubine is respectful and humble, it is too early to determine, this woman is still young, but she is mature and steady. King Li is not a thing in the pool, he is bent on seizing the throne, becoming a king or defeating a king, and it is difficult to determine what will happen tomorrow.

Junyan sank, and scolded coldly, "The princess is afraid that she didn't wake up from a hangover last night, and it's better for a woman to drink less wine, come and help the princess go down to rest." Miss Liu can give generously and support the people in fire and water, her character is awe-inspiring, and the horses over there are still docile, so Miss Liu might as well choose one. "Even if King Li is not favored, after all, the identity of the prince is there, Murong Yan'er, the justifiable Princess Li, is angry in her heart, and she still has to endure it on her face.

Liu Jingxian's soft gaze poured into the body of the rouge horse, "Princess Jin's horse is really good." ”

"This is a red rabbit, also called rouge, it is difficult to see in the Central Plains, it is a good horse." The warm sunlight quietly sprinkled on her face.

"The old man didn't mention the breed of the horse just now, but you said it in one sentence, you are in the boudoir on weekdays, how do you know the origin of this horse?" Mo Zhuoran was full of doubts, this little woman still had a lot to hide

Knowing less about what he knew, Qing'er frowned slightly, and Mo Zhuoran felt a kind of chagrin of being deceived.

The horse neighed, and Qing'er jumped onto the horse, her movements were clean and neat, light and free, "Not everything is under the control of Lord Li." The fluttering words came into her ears, and Qing'er raised her whip and whipped it on the horse's body.

Linglong smiled coldly, a bright light flashed between her fingers, and the horse let out a long cry of pain, and ran up. After waiting for many years, loving for many years, from the moment she fell in love, she knew that such a man must have three wives and four concubines, she didn't care, as long as there was a little place in his heart that was left for her.

He was going to get married, and she was sad for a long time. Knowing that Murong Qing'er was abandoned on her wedding night, she was eager to try it and waited for the day when King Jin could include her in her backyard. What was waiting for was the King of Jin who promised a lifetime and a couple, and the Princess of Jin won the sole favor of King Jin. For the long night, she leaned against the window from sunrise to sunset, for three days and three nights, and all that accompanied her was the cold wind and rain.

She smiled, since happiness could not wait, she had to fight for it. Today is the beginning, but it will not be the end. Even if the position of Princess Jin is not hers, it must not be Murong Qing'er's, she must stand by King Jin's side and stand side by side with him.

The horse's hooves struck the ground stiffly, and King Li seemed to be talking to himself, as if asking, "You don't think there's anything wrong with that horse." ”

Mo Zhuoran ran to the stable in a few steps, took out his white snow, and jumped away.

Seeing that Bai Xue was about to catch up, Qing'er stepped up the horse's belly violently, touched the horse's ears with her hand, and there was really a silver needle, such a means was hidden, and she was clumsy and stupid, if she was smart, she might be left with a glimmer of life, her red lips were raised, and the corners of her mouth hooked a playful smile.

The two of them faded out of people's field of vision like two black and white lightning bolts, and the corners of Murong Yan'er's mouth slid a sneer.

Running through a stretch of open field, the horses slowed down. In front of the mountains and rivers is the most beautiful Fenghua Valley, it is the first glow after the snow, in the secluded valley, there is a slight smoke, the clouds and mist are ethereal, between the mountains and mountains, the sea of clouds is thick and faint, the stone peak is hidden from time to time, and the scene is ever-changing.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, the strange stones are saggy, there are flowing springs and waterfalls in the mountain streams, the forest is lush and green and bamboo, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, the secluded gorge winds and stretches, the trees on both sides are verdant, so that the whole valley seems to be elegant, and mysterious, it is extremely deep and strange, the place where the sky is hidden and the sun is hidden.

In such an immortal realm, it is reasonable for some things to happen. Turning over and dismounting, looking back and smiling, Li Wangmo Zhuoran's body froze, a few short branches slid across his neck, red marks appeared, he didn't know it, his eyes stared intently at the woman in front of him, and he jumped up and landed. As if they had a tacit understanding, the two horses slowly moved their bodies and lowered their heads to nibble on the grass that had just emerged on the ground.

Li Wang's sturdy body walked a few steps quickly, his appearance was peerless, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his eyes were like autumn water, his veins were flowing, and he was not clean, like a congenital abundance and handsome, a royal child, with good genes, all of them were beautiful men, but fortunately she was immune to beautiful men.

"Qing'er, when will you ride a horse?"

"Caught up just to ask this?"

The calm and waveless pupils flickered with a hint of apology, "Qing'er, I ......" The depth in the darkness actually made Mo Zhuoran's footsteps pause, and the tone was like a murmur of pain.

"Your promise from five years ago sounds so good." The moment an extremely cold sentence came out of Qing'er's mouth, it should have been a sad sentence, but because of the calm tone, Mo Zhuoran was even more heartbroken. In the memory of the original owner, the picture of bidding farewell to Mo Zhuoran five years ago is the warmest, and it is also the root of deep nostalgia, even discarding life. Qing'er slipped a slight ripple in her heart, as if she felt sorry for the original owner.

"I was wrong, can you forgive me?" His voice was more cautious than he had ever felt before, and he had never been so frightened in his life.

Qing'er just looked at his face quietly, her eyes were light, and she couldn't be calmer anymore.

"I was wrong, can you forgive me?" He didn't give up, it took a few days to recognize his heart, and he never wanted to stop, even if such a decision would kill him, he didn't want to miss the woman in front of him again.

The corners of Qing'er's mouth hooked mockingly, and she only felt that the scene in front of her seemed familiar.

His big palms stood decadently at the sides of his body, his slender fingers did not have the slightest warmth, and the taste of fear extended from the depths of his bone marrow, making people panic.

"I was wrong, will you forgive me?"

The pear vortex on Qing'er's cheeks became more and more profound, as if she had heard some funny joke, and her slender fingers were as cold as water droplets.

"Forgive you, can I bring the original Qing'er back to life?"

Her words are full of ruthlessness, but the love of the original owner reveals the scars, compared to the two, the original owner won a big victory, but she did not wait for this day.

Next to the stable, Murong Yan'er was a little sore when she held her neck, looking at the sun, the prince should come. Mo Zhuoran and that slut have been walking for almost half an hour, and if they delay any longer, the loss will outweigh the loss if they miss the opportunity.

The sound of horses' hooves from far to near made her feel excited. Liu Lemei raised her eyes, her gaze was calm and calm, the prince and Leng Shaochen got off the carriage one after the other, and walked into the meadow, wearing a white robe, outlining his slender and upright figure, embroidered with coiled dragons at the corners, obsidian-like ink-colored pupils were bottomless, and his gait was steady, without the slightest panic. Liu Xinru looked like she had been beaten with chicken blood, she was full of energy, she carefully packed her clothes, and asked the maid next to her in a low voice from time to time if her makeup was okay.

Just now, there was a group of three or five, and the daughters who had nothing to do quickly gathered together like a tacit understanding, as if today was not a horse racing day, but like a viewing meeting of a hundred flowers, which really made Liu Lemei sneer in her heart.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The hearts of the aristocratic daughters are pounding like deer.

"Excuse me, why don't you see King Li." The prince turned a blind eye to the dignified and beautiful daughters, and strode straight towards the gazebo.

Murong Yan'er stepped forward, "Back to the crown prince, Princess Jin just got a rouge horse, Xu is happy, she has been riding out for a long time, King Li is worried and anxious, and he followed in a hurry." The tone was ambiguous, soft and soft, and a sneer flashed in Leng Shaochen's eyes, such a woman actually dared to cling to the prince.

"Princess Li, please pay attention to your identity, King Li and King Jin are close brothers, it is incumbent on you to protect your sister-in-law, and Princess Jin is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure inches." Leng Shaochen's sharp words nakedly showed Murong Yan'er's suspicion, and it really shouldn't be.