A red sun lit up the clouds in the west, dyeing half of the sky red.

A fast horse rode through the vast field and stopped under a poplar forest.

Not far away is a meandering river with clear water that ripples red in the setting sun.

Huo Zun jumped off the horse and pulled Xia Qian to the river.

"Rest here for a while, you have to catch up on the mountain road all night at night!"

"Mountain Road?" Xia Qian looked at him in surprise.

"The original road can't be walked, although the mountain road is rugged and bumpy, but it is a shortcut, but you can ride a horse, you can sleep on me when you are tired, and we can enter the city early tomorrow morning!"

Xia Qian sat on the bank of the river, silently looking at Huo Zun who was spearing fish in the river.

In the past two days, a once-in-a-millennium smile appeared on his face from time to time, and his eyes would also be filled with tenderness, and he would protect her and even make her happy.

But when such a scene first appeared, it was like a joke, and in her emotional world, because of his appearance, a flower bud was born, and before it could open, it was blown away by the rain and wind.

In the end, her dignity and emotions were all trampled on the soles of his feet and crushed into mud.

She escaped from Qinglong City, in addition to avoiding the heavy task of "captivating the country and the city" that Chunhua Qiushi, Bai Bing, and Yu Nuan pressed on her, she also wanted to avoid the tricky Lin family and Huo Zun, who trampled her emotional/self-esteem on the soles of her feet again and again, and even escaped from everyone in Qinglong City.

But now, it's all a luxury, and she has to go back to the place she doesn't want to go to, and meet those who don't want to see.

The setting sun lengthened her thin figure, which was cast on the ground more slender and slender, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the river flows from east to west, they still have rules to follow, they have a home to go back to, but what about herself?

Qinglong City is not home at all, it is hell, her home is in modern times, and she can't go back!

The more she thought about it, the emptier her heart became, and after almost half a year here, she had never been so homesick as she was now.

"What a big fish! Take a look! In addition to the roasted rabbit with blue pine, my specialty rice is also roasted tender fish in autumn artemisia......" Huo Zun smiled and picked up a few fish and walked to the riverbank.

Xia Qian didn't hear it, her eyes still stayed on her shadow stretched by the sunset.

Huo Zun picked up a pile of firewood from the surroundings, collected a bundle of artemisia grass, took it and piled it on the stones, and lit it with a fire breaker.

Seeing Xia Qian sitting stunned, he noticed the look on her face.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Huo Zun, I want to go home!"

He was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Go back to Nankang?" ”

Xia Qian sighed, the place she missed was a thousand night talks for him.

"If you want to go back to Leyi Mansion, or if Nankang has other relatives, I'll accompany you after the Spring Festival!"

"I don't want to!"

Her answer was crisp and firm, almost blurted out.

Huo Zun's face was stunned, a trace of doubt flashed in his dark eyes, and he said softly: "Nankang is your home country, I thought you missed your relatives there." ”

"I have no relatives or friends in this world, so I have nothing to worry about!" She said lightly, looking up at the sunset on the horizon.

He skewered the cleaned fish on a wooden fork and sat down next to her after fixing his position on the fire.

"Xia Qian, we are husband and wife, in this world, I am not only your relative, but also your friend!"

"But you are the one who hurt me the most, no, to be exact, it is Lu Jingheng who hurts me the most!"

He looked at her silently, a look of pain on his handsome face.

The cold wind blew their shiny black hair from behind, and the long strands of hair fluttered over their shoulders, around their necks, on their faces, and on their arms, stroking her face with some pain.

Xia Qian stretched out his hand and took a handful, but found that most of the black hair on his face was Huo Zun's.

"Pull the hair together, tie the knot together! Even the wind knows that we are husband and wife! Huo Zun laughed jokingly.

Xia Qian's eyes fell on the red sun in the distant mountains and smiled bitterly.

"Come home with me, where I am is your home. No matter how busy it is outside, as long as you are not in the barracks, I will be at home with you at sunrise and sunset to make you feel warm! ”

She turned her head to look at him, and the word "warmth" came out of his thousand-year-old ice pillar, and what made her feel was not shock, but shock.

"What if I refuse to go back?" She asked with a smile on her face.