"Can you keep your mouth shut?"

Seeing that he is about to arrive in Yuheng Village, who doesn't know that Ji Mochen is Chang Bicui's adopted son? She also opened and closed her mouth to be "Chang Pozi", "vicious woman" or something.

How uncultured does it seem?

"Uh."

Ji Qingge obediently responded. If it weren't for the reminder of her family's emperor and creditor, she would have really forgotten about this matter. However, she lowered her eyes slightly, stretched out her finger and pointed to her collar, and said

"I'm wearing men's clothes, what are I afraid of?"

So he said "Mrs. Chang" and "Mrs. Chang", and Di Jinxuan didn't bother to remind her.

Di Jinxuan waved his horsewhip vigorously, "Drive!" The shadow chasing war horse spread its hooves and ran all the way to the direction where Yuheng Mountain was located.

In fact, sitting on horseback and looking around, Yuheng Village is a flat river, and there are no mountains at all. The so-called Yuheng Mountain is just a small hill.

Ride a horse and gallop on the Yanjiang Plain and walk along the Yanjiang River. Di Jinxuan was afraid that the cold river wind would hurt her, so he covered her with his sleeves.

Along the way, you can hear the sound of crackling firecrackers and the laughter of the people of Yuheng Village.

Ji Qingge was curious, so he asked, "After they moved into the new house that Qi Jun built for them, they still had a treat?" Villagers please? ”

"Hmm."

The folk customs of Yuheng Village are relatively simple, even if they are affected by disasters, they must feast on the villagers within their ability. Because the people who helped the affected villagers build houses were the villagers, as well as Qi Jun.

The Qi army has strict discipline in the army and cannot enter the villagers' homes as guests.

This rule was personally set by Ji Mochen, who trained the elite division of the Qi army. So even though he had been dead for years, no one had violated this rule.

Even Di Jinxuan is no exception.

He led the army south, and came to Yuheng Village almost every day, but no one ever saw him disturb the people.

rode the shadow-chasing war horse all the way north, and soon arrived at Yuheng Mountain. It is said that it was named "Yuheng Mountain" because the small hill was located in Yuheng Village.

Ji Qingge heard Xin Xiu say that when Mrs. Ji took Qianqian back to Yancheng Province in the past, she went to Yuheng Mountain to collect medicine. It is also said that there is Molin grass on Yuheng Mountain, but it is winter, so it is not easy to find.

Di Jinxuan hugged her and jumped off the horse.

Her light body was placed on the snow by him, and after standing up steady, she took the reins from his hand and led the shadow chasing warhorse.

After walking not far, Ji Qingge found an ancient tree. She reached out and stroked the mane of the shadow chasing warhorse, and when she saw that it was looking at her intently, she said

"Chasing the shadow, I have to wronged you for a while. I'll go get some medicine and I'll come back to you. ”

As she spoke, she looked at the Imperial Creditor who was standing beside her out of the corner of her eye. I saw a trace of displeasure flash in his eyes, tugged at the corners of his lips, and then said

"Tear down the bridge when you cross the river?"

As soon as he arrived in Yuheng Village, he sent him away?

Di Jinxuan's voice was low, and the gaze that looked at her was also extremely complicated. There are difficulties and unwillingness.

"As long as you're not afraid of chasing shadow horses and stealing them, you can go with me." She didn't dare to count on him when it came to collecting medicine.

A hint of gloom flashed in Di Jinxuan's eyes, and he said coldly, "It was stolen, this king can find it back." But if the concubine is ......"

"You, it's too much!"

I don't know how to reason with her family's emperor and creditor. She's a big living person, can she still be stolen? Is it so stupid?

Suddenly, I realized that what he said was wrong, as if I suspected that she was not disciplined enough in some way?

After glaring at Di Jinxuan angrily, she put the medicine basket on her back, picked up the small hoe with her left hand, and went up the mountain.

Seeing that she took the initiative to stretch out her right hand, Di Jinxuan took her hand and asked, "Actually, you have grown like this, even ghosts can scare you away, who will steal you?"

I followed you just because I was afraid that innocent people would be scared to death by you, and I reminded them to pay attention to safety. ”

"You ......"

My lungs are going to be blown up by his words!

Ji Qingge stomped his feet hard, stepped on the snow in the mountains that didn't reach his calves, and said, "I hate it." ”

Di Jinxuan's thin lips pursed, and he no longer reasoned with her.

This silence made them only hear the sound of "squeak, squeak". This monotonous voice made Ji Qingge couldn't help but want to chat with him again, so he asked

"Emperor Creditor, are you tired?"

"Nope."

Di Jinxuan held her right hand and said in a low voice.

"Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty, what about you?"

For this kind of question-and-answer method of communication, Ji Qingge felt a little bored. With a playful smile, she raised the small hoe in her left hand and struck it on the icy tree beside her......

When she watched the snowflakes on the branches fall and instantly sprinkle on his green silk, making him a "pulsatilla", she laughed out loud.

"Haha!"

Just as she was complacent, a piece of ice that was half an arm's length almost fell on her head.

A trace of embarrassment crossed her eyes, she looked at the long ice cube that Di Jinxuan took in her hand, and couldn't help but blame, "Don't lose it yet, it's not cold?" ”

And you don't wear a pair of gloves, and you still have to be strong?

Di Jinxuan just looked at her gently, without justifying or being annoyed.

Facing such a good-tempered him, she didn't know what to do for a while. She put the hoe down and brushed the snowflakes off his green silk with her sleeve.

He whispered, "Every night, you're afraid I'll freeze." But I ...... But it made you cold. ”

Seeing that there were unmelted snowflakes on his white neck, her nose was sore, and cold tears spread down the corners of her eyes.

"I'm hot, out of the way." Di Jinxuan reached out and hugged her and patted her back gently. Comforted her.

He once saw a map of i Yuheng Village in the private room, although he didn't ask, and she didn't take the initiative to tell it. But he understood that it was painted by Yan Fengxing after she begged Yan Fengxing.

After Yan Fengxing told him the good news, he couldn't help but sigh

"It's hard for her."

Even before she entered the palace, his mother had asked people to secretly inquire about her. learned that she hadn't been seen for six years, and doubted her origins because of this.

Now is she still the former Jiangmen daughter Ji Qingge?

Later, when she entered the palace, his queen mother said in front of her that she was not.

She had never dealt with his mother before, let alone mentioned it in front of him. She treated his mother so dutifully, how could she not move him?

Seeing Ji Qingge in the snow, waving a small hoe to dig the roots of the herbs, he took out the jade flute he carried with him and played it.

The cold wind blew Ji Qingge's fair and beautiful face, she reached out to wipe the fine sweat on her forehead, and just when she leaned over to pick up the roots of the herbs, she heard the melodious sound of the flute.

Each one sounded like the words of his deep male voice.

Every word, every word, turned into snowflakes flying in the sky. They seem to be able to cross the snow-capped Yuheng Mountain, cross the Yanjiang River, and float all the way to the imperial city in the north.

There, there is a prosperous ancient city, and there is also a palace that is as cold as hell on earth.

The palace has his ruthless eldest brother, as well as his eccentric father, and his queen mother who lives in seclusion in the Baguio Palace.

The sound of the flute is poignant and sad, mixed with the solemn atmosphere of winter.

She was sweating because she was busy collecting medicine, but hearing this made her feel cold in her heart.

Ji Qingge put down the hoe in his hand and carefully put away the collected herbs. After loading the medicine basket, he approached him with the medicine basket on his back.

Seeing his forgetful playing, she couldn't bear to interrupt his thoughts.