Long Yumo immediately whipped away, she was a noble princess, how could she put herself in an embarrassing situation!

Wen Youran was completely stunned, his body froze in place, and he was so stunned that he didn't know what to do......

Long Yizheng smiled coldly, daring to openly confront herself, and thought how bold she was! After a moment, he jumped off his horse impatiently, strode into the melon field, quickly picked a melon, took her hand, glanced at her at the end of his eyes, and sneered: "Don't go yet?" ”

Feng Mulin saw that the speed of the people coming was not fast, and thought that Long Yizheng and they would be able to leave soon, so he raised his whip and left first.

Wen Youran's eyelashes trembled slightly, only then did she react, she ran up in a panic, her hand was pulled by Long Yizheng, she glanced back at him, probably ashamed and nervous, her face was flushed, fine beads of sweat oozed from her fair forehead, a pair of talking eyes were actually full of excitement, and her soft little hands were all sweat at the moment.

Long Yizheng felt the touch and temperature of her hand, looked at her face up close, his heart trembled, he could calm down just now, for some reason, his heart suddenly messed up at this moment......

Wen Youran's horse ran far away because no one took care of her, the situation was urgent, Long Yizheng put the melon in her hand, stepped on the horse alone, for a moment, seeing that Wen Youran had not yet gotten on the horse, Long Yizheng helplessly stretched out his hand, pulled her up in a daze, put it in front of him, and walked away quickly with a whip.

Staying far away, Long Yizheng let the horse rest for a while, the speed slowed down, they were too close, Long Yizheng smelled the faint fragrance on her body at the tip of his nose, his body was strange, and a trace of inexplicable feelings surged to the tip of his heart, although it was faint but eternal.

Wen Youran leaned quietly in front of him, the top of his hair seemed to be able to feel the breath under Long Yizheng's nose, the temperature on his body made Wen Youran a little awkward and uneasy, they were too close, Wen Youran's back could even feel it, his heart was beating like herself, she swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and carefully leaned forward slightly, trying to stay away from him. After a long time, she came back to her senses and said quietly: "My horse ran away just now, and I thought you were going to leave me and run away by yourself." ”

Long Yizheng couldn't help but smile coldly, and replied to her disdainfully: "In your eyes, am I so unrighteous?" ”

"Hehe--" Wen smiled leisurely, "You really can't tell." ”

Her words made Long Yizheng a little displeased, he raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and angrily whipped the horse to speed up his pace......

Seeing Long Yumo and Feng Mulin from a distance, Long Yizheng pulled the reins to stop the horse, and said coldly: "You come down, go by yourself." ”

"Okay."

When Long Yizheng stepped forward, Feng Mulin smiled and said, "Second Highness, I think you are more leisurely than Wen as a 'thief'." ”

Long Yizheng didn't care about his ridicule, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "You haven't experienced the fun of being a 'thief', you can't understand it, you have been abiding by the rules for a long time, and you occasionally cross it once, it's really fun." ”

"Hahaha--" Feng Mulin looked at him, remembered the scene just now, and laughed out loud relaxed.

When Long Yumo thought of it just now, he also felt very interesting, and he smiled for a long time.

The weather was too hot, Wen Youran walked over and was already sweating, she handed the melon out, and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her sleeve.

Feng Mulin took the melon, thought about it, and said to Long Yizheng: "Second Highness, borrow your Chiling Sword for use." ”

Long Yizheng frowned slightly, clenched the hilt of the sword, and said resolutely: "Don't!" My Chiling Sword is used to kill the enemy, how can it be used to cut melons? ”

Feng Mulin looked at him and said with a smile, "Hasn't your sword killed the enemy yet?" Why don't you use it first! ”

"Anyway, it just won't work, don't beat my Chiling Sword's idea."

Feng Mulin saw his resolute attitude, and said unhappily: "In the future, I will also wear a sword, my sword will cut melons and chop wood, and I will use it whenever I need it." ”

"Hmph--" Long Yizheng's voice suddenly paused, and then he seriously suggested: "I can only say that you are suitable for a kitchen knife or a woodcutter." ”

Long Yumo listened to the dispute between them, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

Wen Youran couldn't help laughing, seeing that they were arguing, he simply took the melon over, let go, and the melon fell vertically on a stone on the ground, and separated several parts with a muffled sound, and the red and black seeds were extremely beautiful.

The three of them were stunned by her sudden move and looked at her in surprise.

Wen leisurely squatted down, picked up the melon, smiled, and handed it to them, "Eat!" ”

Long Yumo smiled, stretched out his hand to take it, and tasted it, this "stolen" melon is really not ordinary, so sweet!

Because it wasn't the reason for the cut, it was too hard to eat, and everyone was dyed with red juice on their faces, and the four of them couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy, and I don't know when, Long Yizheng stared at Wen Youran with a pair of eyes...... There was a smile between her eyebrows, her fair and full cheeks, stained with a black melon seed, and her pink mouth gently touched the melon flesh......

At the end of school in the evening, Wen Youran was at the gate of Guozijian, and when she saw the horse she had lost, the shame made her extremely nervous, and her face was instantly hot, as if she could pinch blood.

The old melon farmer took his son and pulled over a cart of melons, and when he saw the overseer of the country coming, the old farmer hurriedly said: "Today, a student passed by the vicinity of the old man's melon field and lost the horse. The weather is hot, passing by to pick a melon to quench their thirst is a common thing, students do not have to see outside, if the old decay is there, will definitely pick a few more for the students to quench their thirst. He said, pointed to the cart of melons, and smiled innocently, "This year's harvest, these melons are given to the students to relieve the heat." ”

The steward immediately understood the reason, and replied to him seriously, saying: "Thank you old gentleman for sending the horse back, I will accept your heart first, and when I find the student who lost the horse, I will definitely let him come to the door to thank you." ”

"No, you don't! No! Hearing this, the old melon farmer hurriedly said, "Don't track down this student, just then, the adult didn't say it." After he finished speaking, he asked his son to unload the melon and hurriedly left the Guozijian.

Wen leisurely thought: This old man is too kind, not only does he not blame them for their rash picking of melons, but he also returns the horses, and he must have apologized and thanked him in person. After they left, Wen Youran walked up to the steward and plucked up the courage to say: "Steward Zhao, this horse was lost by me, and it was also registered when I received the horse, and the melon was stolen by me, please Steward Zhao to show the sacrifice of the wine, Wen Youran has realized his mistake and is willing to accept any punishment." ”

Steward Zhao looked at her carefully and said seriously: "This matter must be to give the sacrifice to the lord, as for how to punish it, it depends on the meaning of the lord." ”

Bidding farewell to Steward Zhao, Wen Youran only felt that his steps had become heavy......