The Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived, but Ling'er can't return home, and the whole family can't gather together to enjoy the full moon. So, I got up early in the morning and went for a walk on the country road to soothe my worries.

Xiang Lu rode a horse to fight in the city and returned, and people said: Wuling noble son, both Mingyuke. Although it is not Chang'an, Xiang Lu is really personable, riding a horse on the road, causing many onlookers.

When Xiang Lu is about to get home, let the horse walk slowly, the autumn leaves are falling, and enjoy this different autumn color.

Ling'er is long and jade, graceful and strolling.

On the path, in the gradually fading autumn, we met in an instant.

It's a pity that such a perfect couple can't be a couple.

Ling'er saw Xiang Lu Gao and immediately looked suave, and her face blushed and lowered.

Xiang Lu Yu immediately looked at Ling'er, although he knew that he was beautiful and generous, but he was too cold, and he himself was a little cold, but his heart longed for warmth, and Wen Jun's warmth attracted him.

Ling'er longs for the beautiful romance of talented and beautiful women, and Xiang Lu wants the warmth of a brutal and willful family.

In such a beautiful scene, Wenjun rode a donkey and swaggered on the road.

"Miss Ben can't ride a horse, but she can ride a donkey." Wen Jun looked at Xiang Lu on the horse, and thought: Why is this guy so handsome and chic, and the taste of the poor boy in the past is getting worse and less.

"Husband, cousin, look at my donkey, in this cool autumn, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to ride it back to my parents' house."

Xiang Lu Ze said: "Madam, you go back first, and I will go later." ”

Wen Jun ignored him, looked at Ling'er and said, "Cousin, my father will send a carriage to pull you back, and we will have a big family tonight for the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Ling'er said: "There is Cousin Lao, uncle." ”

Wen Jun glanced at Xiang Lu and said, "Husband, let's go together." Hurry up ......"

Xiang Lu had no choice but to turn the horse's head and walk slowly with Wenjun's donkey.

Xiang Lu's chic from the beginning immediately turned into funny.

"Look, those two on this road, a tall horse and a low-headed donkey, are really a perfect match!" The villagers who were watching on the road laughed.

Wen Jun didn't care at all, the eldest lady had all the good things, but she felt fresh about this inferior thing.

In this way, the two of them walked forward slowly, and suddenly, a loud cry came from some direction, and the donkey was immediately frightened.

Wenjun was tossed and turned by the donkey, left and right, and fell down with an "oops". The donkey left with a cry of joy.

Xiang Lu hurriedly dismounted and went to help Wenjun to see if she was injured.

"I'm going to kill the dead donkey and make soup and drink it." Wen Jun's dress was torn a little, and her legs were bruised.

Xiang Lu took out a handkerchief, bandaged Wenjun, and picked her up to put him on the horse.

Wenjun was embarrassed to be hugged by Xiang Lu, but she felt a little happy. After Wenjun got on the horse, Xiang Lu also followed, and the two rode the same horse and rushed home in the twilight.

Ling'er came in a carriage behind, and when she saw that the two were immersed in the world of the two, she was embarrassed to disturb, so she took another road to Zhuo's mansion.

"Husband, this horse is so tall, don't people say that Shu horses are short?"

"Madam, the Shu people are also very short, but why am I tall?"

Wen Jun leaned on Xiang Lu's arms and said, "Because you are not from Shu?" “

"And who am I?"

"Of course it's Guanzhong." Wen Jun blurted out.

"Madam, just kidding, I've always lived here in Chengdu, how can I be from Guanzhong?"

Wen Jun thought to herself: You don't know your life experience yet, you should tell him, anyway, her father completely accepted Xiang Lu.