Xiao Yan ...... He, he actually can ride a horse!? Chu Yao looked at the young man's back, rubbed his eyes, and was very surprised, "Didn't he even go to Zongxue." ”

Chu Yi patted his fifth brother on the shoulder, and said in a proud tone: "Chu Xiaowu, don't underestimate anyone, especially ...... Xiao Yan. ”

At this time, Xiao Yan turned around and looked at Chu Yi from afar.

As he wished, he saw a bright smile on the girl's face, and also saw a faint pride in her eyes.

The grievances in Xiao Yan's heart disappeared in an instant.

She believed in herself, and he suddenly understood it.

With one hand, he continued to ride his horse, his thin lips quietly curling in a slight arc.

Xiao Yan ran two laps in the racecourse before he came back from the horse, and his face returned to calm.

And the coldness and precaution around him quietly dissipated like spring breeze and rain.

"Six-six, this horse doesn't have a name yet, does it?" Chu Tingxiao asked suddenly, a smile flashing in his deep dark eyes.

Chu Yao also thought of something, the two dimples on his cheeks were exposed, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, since you sent Xiao Gongzi, you have to have a name." ”

Xiao Yan stood inexplicably, not knowing what these two men were doing, so he saw Chu Yi nodded, and said matter-of-factly: "Father and fifth brother are right, then let this horse follow Lao Bai and call ......."

When he heard the word "Lao Bai", he already realized that something was wrong.

The next moment, the princess's red lips opened lightly and spit out three words.

"Old Red."

Xiao Yan: "......"

Chu Yao finally couldn't hold back, he leaned back and laughed, and almost turned his back on his anger: "Hahaha, Lao Hong, it's even worse than Lao Bai!" Hey, no, Xiaoliu, you call me the fifth brother again, hahahaha......"

Chu Tingxiao also smiled and bent his eyebrows, not as majestic as usual.

The corners of Gonggong Zhang's mouth twitched because of the name Chu Yi said, and when he saw the emperor laughing, he couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

In the whole world, there are only six princesses, who can make His Majesty so happy.

Chu Yi said: "What are you laughing at, is there anything wrong with this name?" ”

Xiao Yan raised his head and looked puzzled: "The minister wants to know, why is this white horse called ...... Old white. ”

Even if it is a snow-white jade light night lion, even if it is called Xiaobai, he can endure it, but ...... Lao Bai!? This is even more outrageous than the fact that she called the snow wolf Dalang.

Chu Yi smiled and explained: "When Uncle Sui first gave this horse to this palace, it was still very small, and this palace wanted it to grow up quickly, and it was originally white, so it was called Lao Bai, this is the good expectation of this palace, what, Xiao Yan, do you think it doesn't sound good." ”

Chu Yao also held back a smile and asked, "What, Xiao Yan, do you think it doesn't sound good." ”

Chu Tingxiao: "What, Xiao Yan, do you think it's not good?" ”

Xiao Yan fell into a long silence.

Just when Chu Yao couldn't hold back and wanted to laugh out loud again, he opened his mouth with difficulty, word by word:

"Very, close, cut."

The smile on Chu Yi's face became a little brighter, she raised her hand, carefully touched the long mane of the red horse, and said, "Then you will be called Lao Hong in the future, are you happy." ”

Red Horse: "......"

It hissed in grief.

The sun set, Chu Tingxiao and Chu Yao left, and Xiao Yan also ended his first day as a royal guard.

He led the two horses back to the stable, and was about to leave, when Chu Yi said, "Xiao Yan, please stay." ”

Xiao Yan looked back, and his heart trembled.

The sunset is like a grated golden powder, gilding the princess's red robe with a touch of gold, and in the orange light and shadow, the princess has red lips and teeth, like a goddess depicted in the scroll.

Xiao Yan's throat rolled, and he tried his best to maintain a calm expression: "What does the princess command?" ”

Chu Yi looked at him, and then glanced back at the drinking ice behind him.

It's just them.

It's just that she still said: "The tired boy stretched out his hand." ”

Drinking Bing was unhappy, there was something she couldn't see, she secretly stood on tiptoe.

Xiao Yan's right hand was stretched halfway, slowly put it down, and replaced it with a left hand.

Pale palms, clean palm lines, no scars.

Chu Yi raised his index finger and sketched it in his palm.

One stroke at a time, the movements are gentle.

"Kasumi Shadow?"

Xiao Yan whispered the words she wrote in the palm of his hand.

Chu Yi pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not called Lao Hong, are you happy." ”

The neon glow is red, like light and shadow.

Xiao Yan looked at her smile and blinked slowly.

Nothing has changed.

He's not dreaming.

He nodded lightly and said, "Happy." ”

Suddenly, Xiao Yan asked again: "That....... What about the other horse? ”

He also spread his palm, Chu Yi could tell him directly, but subconsciously wrote two words in his palm:

"Snow practice."

The soft and warm fingertips seem to be written in his heart, stirring up ripples and burning.

Xiao Yan whispered in a low voice: "The afterglow is scattered, and Chengjiang is as quiet as practice." ”

"Exactly, this name, only you know."

Xiao Yan whispered: "Only, you know." ”

Drinking Ice muttered, "I don't understand." ”

Until he left the stable, left Shanglin Yuan, returned to the palace, and returned to Mingyue Pavilion, Xiao Yan felt that the temperature of his palms had never disappeared.

On the first day, his own son, who served as a guard in front of the palace, sat under the laurel tree in the courtyard, staring at his palm, and never moved.

Childe has a scar on the palm of his right hand, which is said to have been caused by injuries he sustained when he was young, but the key is ...... He was looking at the palm of his left hand.

"Childe, but the people of Yan Guo have embarrassed you?" The shadow finally couldn't help it, leaned over to Xiao Yan's side, and asked cautiously.

Xiao Yan came back to his senses, slammed his palm upside down, and clenched it into a fist.

Title: He's not blind, he's not blind, isn't he blind, and there's nothing in the palm of his palm, right?

"No," Xiao Yan responded coldly, and after a while, he took a deep breath and said, "Emperor Yan promised me before that I could leave the palace once a month. ”

The shadow said: "Childe wants to leave the palace? But Son, now Xu Xiang is still in Beijing, if we go out of the palace and meet him, I'm afraid we will be troubled by him. ”

Xu Xiang has always wanted to assassinate Gongzi, but now that he can't enter the Yanguo Palace, Gongzi can heal his injuries.

If he leaves the palace and does not have the protection of the palace, it is difficult to guarantee that Xu Xiang will not make a desperate bet before leaving.

Xiao Yan's voice was quiet and calm: "After leaving the palace, you go to contact Xiao Chuan, and I will let him do one thing." ”

He didn't discuss it with the shadow, but informed.

The shadow looked straight and said with difficulty: "Childe, what's the matter, you can't wait for the Marquis of Qingyuan to leave the Yan Kingdom before contacting ......."

Xiao Yan had already stood up: "Just tomorrow." ”

He walked to the clothes truss in the courtyard, stretched out his hand, and slowly took the robe he had hung on it yesterday, and held it in his arms.

This is one of the few clothes that Chu Yi asked Zhang Xiaonian to send, dark on the outside, embroidered with delicate red brocade.

He loved it.

Before entering the door, he paused in his footsteps, did not look back, and said to Jiang Zhiying, who was still standing in place and tangled:

"Kill Xu Xiang, it's too late to wait for him to leave before arranging."

After speaking, Xiao Yan hugged his clothes and walked into the hall calmly.

His long hair was tied up with a red headband, and the evening breeze blew it, and his dark hair was swept into the night.

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"The afterglow is scattered, and Chengjiang is as quiet as practice." From Xie Hao's "Late Climbing the Three Mountains and Looking at Jingyi"

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