Soon it was the day of the Imperial Horse Conference, and Qianfeng's body was already nine times out of ten, and he had been lying in bed for a month, and the whole person was a little listless. The early rugged pulled him up and groomed him personally.

Qianfeng, who was still sleepy-eyed, instantly lit up a pair of eyes when he saw Xiyue, seeing his appearance, Qilan's heart throbbed, and then lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed Qianfeng's head, and said softly: "Take Xiyue, let's go!" Qi Rong and the Fourth Prince should have arrived, and we can't make the guests wait for a long time. ”

"Why is Sikong Changjue here!" Qian Feng wrinkled his nose dissatisfied, he hated that person.

Qi Lan smiled and flicked his head, "Hehe, fool, the Imperial Horse Conference is held for the Heavenly Family, so that they can check the quality of the horses, how can he not be there!" ”

Qian Feng rubbed his head in annoyance, "It hurts!" ”

Qi Lan looked at the crimson on his forehead, and secretly regretted that he had shot too hard, "It hurts?" ”

"Fake." Qian Feng stuck out his tongue at him, "I'm dizzy and don't want to go." ”

"Don't make a fuss." Qi Lan grabbed him and raised his hand to rub it lightly on his head, "After today, you won't have to see him again, don't let inconsequential people affect our mood, accompany me to say goodbye to Qin Yao, huh?" ”

Qianfeng pouted, "Okay......"

The people of Qin Yao can be said to have grown up on horseback, both men and women, they are good at riding and shooting, and when Qianfeng and Qi Lan arrived, they saw a sea of horses, mighty and innumerable. All of them have shiny coats, and they are not extraordinary at a glance.

Qian Feng swept his eyes around, quite disgusted, "There are a lot of them, but none of them can compare to my little six!" ”

Qi Lan thought of the horse that seemed to be about to become a sperm, his eyebrows twitched unconsciously, it was indeed a good horse, but his temper seemed to be a few points bigger than his master, in comparison, his Qianfeng was more likable, Qi Lan smiled: "Yes, your little six is this peerless horse, but why is it called little six?" ”

Qian Feng tilted his head and thought for a moment, and replied, "Because I am a little six, it can only be a little six." ”

"Then why are you Xiaoliu?"

"Because the red mandarin is the sixth elder!"

Qi Lan's eyes froze, "Red Mandarin ......"

"She's my master." Qian Feng slowly exhaled, "It's also my Daoist." ”

There was some sourness in his heart, but Qi Lan was not surprised by this answer, "Then she ...... now"

"She's dead." When he said this, Qian Feng suddenly felt that something in his heart was finally relieved, he looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "For so long, I have refused to admit that she is dead, but there are some things that really never happened if you didn't admit it." ”

Seeing Qi Lan's distressed eyes, Qian Feng smiled at him, "Fortunately, I still have you, don't talk about this, let's go over there!" ”

After that, he pulled up Qilan and walked through the crowd to the high platform, the people who came today were all dressed in strong suits, the man was heroic, and the daughter also added a bit of heroism, seeing Qilan and Qianfeng walking hand in hand, they all got out of the way, the crowd talked about it, it seemed that they had already seen that Qilan's behavior was not strange, Qianfeng turned a blind eye to everyone's slightly disdainful gaze, but instead grabbed the Qilan who was about to attack and whispered in his ear: "They are envious of us." ”

"Poof!" Qi Lan was amused by him, and he was no longer angry, but his intertwined hands were clenched a little tighter.

When the two of them ascended the high platform, Qi Rong and Sikong Changjue were already sitting there, and Qi Lan Chong Sikong Changjue bowed slightly, pulled Qianfeng to sit in his own empty seat, and did not look at Qi Rong.

Qian Feng turned his head and smiled apologetically at Qi Rong, who shook his head lightly to indicate that it was okay. When his eyes swept over Sikong Changjue, Qian Feng found that he was also looking here, seeing Qian Feng looking at him, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes were determined to win, Qian Feng frowned in disgust, raised his hand and poured the wine in his hand on the ground behind him.

Sikong Changjue didn't care, he just got up and arched his hand at Qi Rong and said, "King Flower Valley, you see that this person is also here, let's start!" ”

"Hmm." Qi Rong nodded, waved her wide sleeves, and snorted softly: "Begin!" ”

The voice was transmitted far away by the internal force, and the people below immediately boiled, one by one, eager to try.

Qian Feng watched with interest the people below doing various movements on horseback, while listening to Qi Lan explain in his ear in detail, it turned out that the Imperial Horse Conference was only a private organization at the beginning, and then Qin Yao was defeated, and the old lord was Qi Lan's father who killed himself, and Qi Rong inherited the lord's position and led Qin Yao to return to the curtain and was named the King of Flower Valley. This Royal Horse Conference has also changed from a folk entertainment project to the best way for Qin Yao to select warriors and war horses, regardless of men and women, as long as they achieve outstanding results in the Royal Horse Conference, they will be entrusted with important tasks.

Qian Feng noticed that when Qi Lan said that his father killed himself, his expression was very calm, without a trace of sadness, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart: There must have been a lot of things that happened after Mrs. Jiang's death, and he would become the person he is today.

Qianfeng has been worried these days, afraid that Qi Lan will suddenly get into trouble to find Qi Rong for revenge, he can vaguely guess who did the cemetery, but there is no evidence, he can't say it to Qi Lanming, fortunately, Qi Lan seems to have really given up revenge, these days he is only tired of being with him, and he has never even come out of the door.

The following competition was still in full swing, and seeing the intensity, Sikong Changjue couldn't help but stand up from the front of the desk and looked at Qi Rong with his hands: "King of Flower Valley, can you let Xiao Wang go down and give it a try?" ”

Qi Rong hesitated a little: "The prince is noble and golden, in case he hurts ......"

Sikong Changjue's face turned cold, "The King of Flower Valley is questioning Xiao Wang's ability?" ”

"Don't dare, this king is just ......"

Sikong Changjue opened his mouth to interrupt her words: "Okay, I just haven't ridden a horse for a long time, and when I see so many good horses, my hands are just itchy for a while, the King of Flower Valley puts his heart down, I'll go down and try two laps and come back!" ”

After speaking, he got up and walked off the high platform without waiting for Qi Rong to refute, Qian Feng noticed that before leaving, he turned his head to look at Qi Lan, his eyes were not clear, Qi Lan just looked down at the wine flowing in the glass, as if he was unaware of his gaze.

Qian Feng looked at Sikong Changjue, who was moving and jumping on horseback, thoughtfully, his behavior today seemed to be a little abnormal. In a trance, there was suddenly a stringless piano in front of him, Qian Feng came back to his senses and raised his hand to caress the body of the piano, and a sense of intimacy arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

"How about you and I play together?"

Hearing Qi Lan speak, Qian Feng turned his head to look at him, only to realize that he was holding a jade flute with an emerald green body in his hand, Qian Feng glanced at him with interest, "I didn't expect you to play the flute." ”

Qi Lan leaned into his ear and blew lightly, and said quietly: "There are many people who will meet for the husband!" It's still waiting for the lady to discover with your heart! ”

Qian Feng's face turned red in an instant, and he didn't turn his head and scolded lightly: "Get out!" ”

"Haha...... No more trouble. Qi Lan put away his smile, looked down, his eyes gradually cooled, the jade flute knocked on the palm of his hand, and continued: "Just play Qiheng!" ”

Qian Feng frowned: "Didn't you say that the tune can only be played for you alone?" ”

"We're leaving tomorrow, I want the entire Qin Yao to hear this piece played by you and me, and it can be regarded as an end between me and Qin Yao!"

"That'...... All right! ”

Qianfeng raised his hand to brush the moon, seven transparent strings appeared on the body of the piano out of thin air, fingers on the strings lightly plucked a few times, there was a heart-piercing pain from the finger bones, the movement in the hand, a broken sound sounded, the back of the hand was immediately covered by a big hand, the rugged and warm voice sounded in the ears: "But the fingers hurt again, or we won't play!" ”

Qian Feng smiled and shook his head, "I'm fine, I just wasn't ready just now." ”

Qi Lan held his hand tightly, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Qianfeng, I promise, this is the last time it hurts you." ”

Qian Feng smiled: "Poof, don't you want to be so serious when you say this kind of thing!" ”

"It's rare to be serious for a husband, so let's give some face!" Without waiting for Qianfeng to attack, Qi Lan hurriedly let go of his hand and said with a smile: "It's important to do the right thing, let's keep these flirting things for the pleasure of the boudoir!" ”

The hand was let go, the temperature of the fingertips gradually cooled, Qian Feng looked at the back of the hand in amazement, and then gathered his mind again, and put all his thoughts on the strings, after the fingers adjusted to the initial pain, the movements of the hands gradually became smooth, and the notes jumped at the fingertips, which were transmitted to the audience by internal force, attracting many people to look back.