Gu Changfeng didn't believe that Feng Zhen had lowered his "flying feather", he couldn't take Feng Zhen's "Danqing", he walked calmly towards the shiny jujube red horse, tentatively stroked its neck, felt that it did not refuse his overtures, and gently patted its neck with his big palm, turned over, and his movements were crisp and neat, full of chic.

If it was a lively time, probably the soul of the Qingyang woman would have hooked him.

However, with a roar, he was bounced to the ground by Danqing, and in front of everyone's eyes, his long hair was messy and extremely embarrassed.

"My horse really recognizes people." Feng Zhen pursed her lips and smiled and repeated this sentence.

"Ah...... This, Changfeng and His Majesty will ride a horse. Well, the speed is fast, and it can protect His Majesty closely. Gu Changci saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to play a round.

It's really weird, Gu Changfeng's flying feather was actually touched by Feng Zhen, he secretly tried to ride it before, but it was ruthlessly thrown to the mud.

Gu Changfeng's face was already completely black, and his whole body was filled with a cold aura, if it weren't for Feng Zhen's identity there, he would have thrown Feng Zhen off the horse early in the morning.

The corners of his lips stiffly curled, and his voice was a little colder than Mobei's winter.

"Minister, obey the order."

"Ah, that's good, that's good." Gu Changci continued to laugh and play round, his eyes swept to Gu Changfeng, who was already angry, and signaled him to keep a low profile.

Sooner or later, you have to get married, and it's good to cultivate your relationship as soon as possible.

Gu Changfeng and Feng Zhen rode together with an element of anger, and deliberately put their hands on Feng Zhen's waist, and by the way, they also pretended to rub the oil obscenely.

Feng Zhen held the reins and straightened her back, her little face turned black irrepressibly.

Gu Changfeng did it on purpose, right?

Since he likes to play, she doesn't mind playing with him.

Shoved the reins in his hand into his hand, and then leaned softly into his arms.

Gu Changfeng holds the weapon all the year round, and his palms are covered with a thin layer of calluses, which is very different from the appearance of his jade tree in the wind.

Well, the xiong chamber is also quite sturdy, and it is very comfortable to lean on.

Leaning on his arms, Feng Zhen could still smell the fragrance on his body.

Gu Changfeng has never been so blatantly teased by a woman when he is so big, and the whole person is angry and ashamed.

coughed helplessly, "Your Majesty, can you sit well?" ”

Feng Zhen was small, leaning on his arms, the top of his head was not even his chin, and when he lowered his eyes, there was a top of her black hair in front of him, which was weird and awkward.

"Oh, yes." Feng Zhen immediately straightened up.

There is still a big gap between him and behind him, for example, the scenery is different.

Although you can hug his waist "openly" behind him, the scenery can only be seen halfway.

In front of you, you can see towering mountains, endless fields, and straight official roads.

"Gu Changfeng." Passing by the village with smoke curling, Feng Zhen suddenly gently called the people behind her.

"The minister is here."

"Let's go back to Jincheng and teach me the Meteor Thirteen Style, I want to learn."

Meteor Thirteen Styles, she only learned two styles, and there are eleven styles, and he didn't have time to teach her.

"Minister."

"What a minister!" Feng Zhen interrupted him angrily, "I'm just informing you, not discussing with you." If you have an opinion, hold it back. ”

Gu Changfeng's forehead was full of black lines, he didn't want to say this.

Suddenly found that Feng Zhen's temper was still quite big, and said helplessly: "The Meteor Thirteen Style Sword is sharp, it is not suitable for women to learn, and it is also difficult." ”