Leng Nanxian and An Sheng got into the carriage, and Leng Bo immediately whipped his horse and went straight to the west of the city.

An Sheng couldn't stay idle, chattering and asking questions all the time, excited.

Leng Nanxian glanced at her: "I advise you to recuperate, lest you can't climb for a while and complain." ”

An Sheng raised his nose: "I just move my mouth, and my mouth doesn't have to climb a mountain." ”

"But I'm tired of listening."

An Sheng closed his mouth stupidly, and turned around to lift the curtain: "I only went out to the city with my mother and sister when I was a child, and I almost forgot what the mountains were like. I've heard the story of the frog at the bottom of the well before, and I feel like a little frog who can't see anything but the sky above my head. ”

Leng Nanxian nodded, pretending to close his eyes and recuperate: "You are indeed as noisy as that frog." ”

An Sheng directly didn't hear Leng Nanxian's praise and criticism, so he simply lifted the curtain, climbed to the entrance of the carriage, and started talking with Leng Bo.

In the fields, the crops have been almost harvested, and the farmers are driving their oxen and laboriously plowing the fertile soil to prepare for next year's wheat planting.

Occasionally, there are late-maturing sorghum, sweet potatoes, and peanuts, which have faded from the green of summer and are a little bleak in the autumn breeze.

An Sheng was full of novelty about all of this, occasionally startled, and danced with joy.

Leng Nanxian slowly opened his eyes and looked at her back, his eyes were full of emotion that could not be dissolved, lingering, like the syrup in the hands of children outside the car, stirring vigorously, pulling slowly, wisps, always pulling, and with the fragrance of honey.

An Sheng occasionally turned his head to speak, and Leng Nanxian closed his eyes in a panic, pretending to be a light sleep, but he was a little panicked in his heart for a moment, and his heart was like a drum.

After the carriage passed the flat field, it gradually entered the mountain path, and there were many stones scattered on the ground, and it began to bumble, and An Sheng sat back on the brocade mat in the carriage, swaying from side to side, and couldn't help grinning.

Leng Nanxian couldn't continue to pretend at this time, opened his eyes, and glanced out the window.

"Uncle Leng, stop."

Leng Bo stopped the carriage and said apologetically: "Maybe because of the rain a few days ago, this road is not easy to walk. ”

Leng Nanxian bowed down and got out of the carriage: "The road ahead is even more rugged, and our carriage is too cumbersome and difficult to walk, so let's stop here." ”

Leng Bo glanced around: "But there is still some distance from the way up the mountain." ”

"It's okay, we can ride horses."

An Sheng sat in the car, and couldn't help but light up in his eyes: "Riding a horse? ”

Leng Bo smiled "hehe": "Childe's good idea, my horse is the most docile, and last year I accompanied the old man through the mountain road, even if it is halfway up the mountain, it should be no problem." ”

An Sheng jumped out of the car neatly, already eager to try.

Leng Bo stepped forward to untie the car cover, changed the saddle, and handed the reins to Leng Nanxian: "Sister-in-law Feng has prepared dry food in the car, do you want to bring some with you?" ”

Leng Nanxian shook his head: "No, you can do it yourself." ”

An Sheng stepped forward, carefully touched the horse's mane, turned his face, and looked embarrassed: "However, I don't know how to ride a horse." ”

Leng Nanxian smiled slightly, stepped on the pedals, turned over neatly, and sat firmly on the horse's back, his eyebrows flying: "I know you won't." You've always eaten nothing and didn't do anything. ”

An Sheng snorted unconvinced: "Master, the way you discipline me is really not good-looking. ”

Leng Bo couldn't help but chuckle.

An Sheng was full of yearning for horseback riding, but when he really faced the behemoth in front of him, he couldn't help but feel timid in his heart, and he didn't know how to get on the horse.

"Miss Ansheng, do you need me to help you up?" Leng Bo was enthusiastic and authentic.

Before An Sheng could answer, Leng Nanxian had already stretched out his hand at her: "It's so stupid." ”

An Sheng looked up and smiled flatteringly, the sunlight jumped between her eyebrows, making her have to squint, and then stretched out to Leng Nanxian's fingertips, before it landed in his palm, she was stunned.

There were two eye-catching pinch marks in Leng Nanxian Yurun's palm, which had healed, but they were obviously very deep.

She remembered that yesterday, when Leng Nanxian was angry, the "cinnabar" on her sleeve fell plum.

She was stunned, Leng Nanxian had already seen it in her eyes, lowered her eyes and glanced at her palm, her face was slightly confused, and she raised her hand quietly: "Can you go up or not?" If you don't get it, I'll go. ”

An Sheng didn't speak, stepped on the pedals, rested his hand on his palm, and was firmly grasped by him, and then with a force, his body rose in the air, and then, Leng Nanxian's arm wrapped around her waist and put her firmly on the saddle.

At first, he didn't feel ambiguous, but now sitting on the horse, his back is close to Leng Nanxian's chest, and he seems to be able to feel the temperature on his chest through the autumn clothes.

Leng Nanxian's hand was put down, but he held the reins of the horse, and An Sheng was tantamount to being held in his arms.

Leng Nanxian was taller than her, and her shallow breath was on the top of her head, or between her neck, or behind her ears, wisps, wet and warm.

Her face burned for a while, and she involuntarily bit her lower lip, only to feel like a deer hitting her, as if she would jump out of her chest at any moment.

Leng Nanxian greeted Leng Bo, then turned the horse's head, shook the horse's reins, and walked slowly.

He rode very well, and he didn't have to shake the reins too often, and the horse under his crotch could grasp his instructions and choose the path he should take. It's like believing in the reins, relaxed and comfortable.

The horse's hooves clattered on the mountain road, the initial crisp and dull echo broke the silence of the forest. Then the gentle and crisp chirping of birds, the murmuring of water, and even the sound of leaves whirling and falling to the ground became clear.

An Sheng shyly thought, his heartbeat was so loud, like a drum, would it be heard by the master? Will he laugh at himself, uninformed, too petty?

Leng Nanxian behind him didn't speak, and An Sheng's hair in front of him rose with the cool mountain breeze, lingering in his ears, with a wisp of fragrance.

From the side, he could see the roots of her red-hot ears, like rouge pink gradually blending from under the pale jade skin. He remembered the sky at sunset, where the clouds were gradually gilded with an orange-red halo, and then darkened in color, almost forgetting their original color.

"Master."

An Sheng suddenly spoke sullenly.

"Huh?"

"I'm not going to you off again."

"Why are you so obedient all of a sudden?" After Leng Nanxian was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but ask.

An Sheng hooked his head: "An Sheng did something wrong, you can punish me and scold me, but don't hurt yourself again." ”

Leng Nanxian's hand stiffened, and he coughed lightly: "You didn't do anything wrong." ”

"But Master was clearly angry with An Sheng yesterday, An Sheng has already known that he was wrong, and he will definitely listen to Master in the future."

"Really?" Leng Nanxian slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and a wicked smile flashed.

"Naturally, Ansheng always counts when he speaks."

Leng Nanxian finally couldn't help but rise and fall in his chest, and said with a sullen smile: "Remember what you said today, you must listen to Master in the future, and you will do whatever Master says." ”

An Sheng felt sorry for the wound in his palm, but he didn't know that the master behind him had already turned into a big bad wolf, showing his sharp fangs at her.

She nodded categorically: "Well, I remember." ”

Leng Nanxian laughed loudly, and the laughter was clear, directly penetrating the jungle, crossing the murmuring mountain water, and flying.

"Sit tight!"

He grabbed the horse's belly, and the horse galloped with its hooves, and the trees around him quickly disappeared.

An Sheng suddenly leaned back involuntarily, and fit firmly into Leng Nanxian's arms, and exclaimed in fright.

"Master!"

Leng Nanxian wrapped one arm around her soft and boneless waist, stabilized her body, and smiled more and more wantonly.

After An Sheng had something to rely on, he was no longer frightened, and he was afraid of being laughed at by Leng Nanxian, so he tried to sit up straight and held back his exclamation.

She was originally bold, but now that she has stabilized her mind, she has experienced the comfort of riding a horse and galloping, and her heart has also rejoiced.

"Master, let me come!" She reached for the reins, her face full of excitement.

Leng Nanxian let go of his hand and handed her the reins of the horse, still not forgetting to tell "be careful".

Fortunately, the horse was tame, ran very steadily, and shuttled the two of them on the mountain road, and seemed to be infected by the two and became excited.

The maple trees gradually increased, and the maple leaves dyed red by autumn danced happily and swept by.

The mountain road gradually became rugged, and the two dismounted, walked side by side, and climbed the steps. The horses followed the two, occasionally eating the weeds on the side of the road.

As far as the eye can see, the red maple leaves are clustered and pieced, like a gorgeous sunset red brocade, covering the entire mountain. Everywhere is a brilliant and enthusiastic red, layered on top of each other, as if you are in the middle of the brocade.

The winding mountain paths, occasionally peeking out of the maple forest, are intermittent, still covered with a yellow-green moss-like color, dotted with falling maple leaves.

Ansheng blew the cool wind, greedily admired the beautiful scenery, and with a smile and a smile, he blended into this picturesque beauty.

Leng Nanxian is dressed in brocade and snow clothes, which is particularly eye-catching in this hot maple forest like a sea of fire.

His clothes are fluttering, his black hair is light, and he is lined with a jade-like color, which makes him look more and more like a fairy and is otherworldly.

An Sheng was excited, and occasionally he would be fascinated, secretly glance at it, glance at it again, and sigh secretly: "The son is like jade, unparalleled in the world." ”

The two of them crossed the mountain, An Sheng was already exhausted and almost exhausted, and the horse behind him suddenly became excited, raised his head and neighed, unable to hold back his excitement.

Leng Nanxian patted on the horse's back, and the horse immediately crossed the two of them and trotted all the way forward.

An Sheng was a little surprised: "What's wrong with this horse?" ”

Leng Nanxian smiled: "There is a water source in front, it is greedy all the way, thirsty, and smells the moisture in the air." ”

An Sheng was also with a dry mouth, and when he heard the words, he cheered and chased after the horse and galloped all the way.

Sure enough, it didn't go far, and the eyes suddenly opened up. The mountain stream flows down and gathers here into a lake, clear and transparent, shimmering in the sun.

She ran over with joy, reached out to the coldness, and immediately melted away the exhaustion and became invigorated.

"Master, how do you know there is water here? Do you come here often? ”

Leng Nanxian nodded: "I often come to fish with a thousand boats, the water quality here is clear, and the fish are the most delicious." ”

An Sheng was suddenly full of interest: "I've never fished before, will it be difficult?" ”

Leng Nanxian stood up and shook the water in his hand: "You wait for me for a moment." ”