Chapter Thirty-Eight: Do You Want to Send Me Away?

Yan Aoliu looked at the family of three, then rode his horse and left directly, and did not forget to leave a sentence before leaving: "Today's matter is like this for the time being, if something happens to Xi'er, this king sees that you Du Xi has also sat in this position for a long time, and it is time to change people." ”

Yu Ming was shocked to sweat when he said this, thinking about Du Xi'er's need not to have anything happen, and what the emperor said in his early dynasty.

"I'm getting older, the queen has no heirs, and all the princes have also made achievements, I hope that all Aiqing can observe and observe for me, he will return to the west day by day, and who can guard this great river and mountain for me."

This is Yan Beishen's original words, after being forced by the concubines, Yan Beishen has to admit that he is really old after thinking all night, and he should really elect the prince, so as not to kill each other a hundred years later.

"Driving~" Yan Aoliu quickly whipped his horse and whipped up, regardless of whether he was in the downtown area or not, and quickly ran towards the Six Kings' Mansion.

When he reached a corner, because the horse was too fast, he almost couldn't stop the horse, and almost hit Du Xi'er, who was eating happily with a sugar gourd in his hand.

"Ah~ Miss." Xiaohe wanted to push Du Xi'er away at the moment she saw the rushing horse, but the horse was too fast, and before she could react, she rushed straight towards Du Xi'er.

Du Xi'er was so frightened in the face of the rushing horse that she froze in, completely forgetting her reaction and standing in place like that, as if time had stopped at this moment, and the pedestrians on the street looked at this scene and broke out in a cold sweat for Du Xi'er.

"Yu."

Seeing the person rushing out of the corner, Yan Aoliu instantly grabbed the horse's reins, and the horse also stopped because of the sudden reins movement, but because of inertia, his feet raised his feet to the sky in advance and roared, and then jumped twice excitedly after falling to the ground before stopping.

At the moment when the horse's hooves raised their heads to the sky and roared, Du Xi'er finally relieved herself and fell to the ground, and the rock sugar gourd in her hand also fell to the ground, making a "click" sound.

"Miss, are you okay, are there any injuries?" Xiaohe also shook his senses and hurriedly rushed to Du Xi'er's side to check Du Xi'er's injuries.

"Xi'er?" At this time, Yan Aoliu, who finally calmed the horse, had time to look at the face of the person who was almost hit, but he was also frightened at this look, and quickly jumped off the horse and ran to Du Xi'er's side in three or two steps.

Du Xi'er was frightened clearly, and just glanced at the two people who rushed in front of her, and then couldn't help but burp.

"Hiccup, little lotus hiccups, I'm hiccup, I'm fine." Du Xi'er's hand was scratched a little bit because she fell, Xiaohe was also frightened when she saw Du Xi'er's hand, and Yan Aoliu also fell into deep self-blame and chagrin.

"That hiccup, Yan Hiccup, Ao Liu Hiccup, did you say that you want me to burp to death." Du Xi'er first had to calm Xiaohe's heart, and then she also saw the person riding the horse clearly, so she began to scold.

"Xi'er, I didn't mean to, I didn't find you in the Prime Minister's Mansion, I was afraid that you would be wronged, so I rode a little faster." Yan Aoliu took Du Xi'er's injured hand, and then blew it for Du Xi'er with a look of self-blame, for fear that she would hurt.

"But Hiccup, this is not the reason why you ride so fast Hiccup, besides, Hiccup is such a big person as me, how can I be wronged Hiccup." Du Xi'er hiccups every time she said a word, originally in an angry tone, but it sounded like she was very aggrieved.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, or you beat me and scold me." Yan Aoliu's flustered words were not shocking, and he took Du Xi'er's hand like beating himself.

Du Xi'er, who had been looking at Yan Aoliu, was frightened and immediately pulled out his hand, and Yan Aoliu realized that it was Du Xi'er's injured hand.

"That prince, why don't we send the princess back to the house first and find a doctor for her?" Looking at Yan Aoliu, who was so irrational, and Du Xi'er, who had been hiccuping, Xiaohe on the side hurriedly reminded him.

"Oh oh, yes, yes, go home."

Yan Aoliu picked up Du Xi'er, and didn't care about the little lotus standing on the side and the horse left in the middle of the road, and directly carried the light work to the palace to "run".