"......" he smiled indulgently, pouring a little water to wipe the blood from her lips.

Then he gently pulled out her messy hair and brushed it behind her ears.

"Lord Wang, the rectification is complete!" In half an hour, the team had been reorganized, and Mu Xiang returned to the prince.

"Let's go, get out of here as fast as you can!" Such a bloody place is bound to attract a large number of wild beasts, and it is wisest to leave quickly.

"Yes!" The people were ordered to turn over and mount their horses.

"Come up!" Baili Fenghua turned over and got on the horse, and then stretched out his hand to Lu Qingqing.

Lu Qingqing smiled at him. Then she handed him her hand.

With a single force, he pulled her into his arms.

This is the first time Lu Qingqing has ridden a horse with a man, and it feels very special.

She couldn't help but laugh.

smiled inexplicably: "What's wrong?" ”

"With the most beautiful man in the world, ride a horse in the jungle. Shouldn't this daxiao? She looked back and smiled playfully.

He smiled seductively, bowed his head slightly, leaned his chin on her fragrant shoulder, and then, with a pull of the reins, the white horse galloped quickly.

His voice also slowly came out of her ear: "Lady, it's not right for you to tease your husband like this......"

"Am I molesting? I'm telling the truth! She looked sly, but her eyes narrowed with a smile.

It's really beautiful to ride a horse with your loved one like this.

She suddenly wanted to sing two classic songs of modern classics, Joan's mother's best songs.

Moreover, she really sang loudly: "Let us be the companion of Hongchen, live a chic life, let us ride a horse and gallop, share the prosperity of the world, let us sing about wine, sing the joy in our hearts, let us be vigorous, and grasp the youth and horses." ”

As soon as this song was sung, Lu Qingqing suddenly felt that he had become sour after mixing with the ancient times for a long time.

Because this song is too sour and pretentious in the twenty-first era. It was indeed popular in the streets and alleys in that year, but modern things are outdated too quickly.

In a few years, people will no longer be able to accept such pretentious songs.

She was still embarrassed to sing, but as soon as she finished singing, she heard a large group of guards behind her sigh.

Especially Mu, with a look of envy and worship: "The princess is so powerful, this word is filled so well and so well for the occasion, this song is so good......"

"That's a good sound......"

"It's a good match......"

"Sounds good!"

Even Baili Fenghua lowered his head, looking surprised: "I didn't expect Qingqing to have such a talent, this song should be emotional, chic and calm!" ”

"Uh......" Hearing the guard's praise, she thought that people were flattering because of their status as princesses.

But in the eyes of Baili Fenghua, it was clearly a surprise.

This song? The word? Talent?

The talent is not hers, although this is ancient, even if she plagiarizes herself, no one knows.

But she didn't want to be burdened, so she looked up and said, "I didn't write this song!" ”

"Isn't it the lady's doing? But it is also sung by the lady, and only when the lady sings it with such a clear voice can the charm of the song be sung. ”

Baili Fenghua frowned slightly when he heard her words, and then said lightly.

The meaning of a sentence, as long as it is sung by his wife, it is good.

Is there anyone who praises his wife so unblinkingly?