Just when she was doubting herself, an unhappy low voice suddenly came from below: "Xu Weiqiu! ”

One of her was unstable, her feet slipped, and the whole person fell backwards.

She exclaimed, it's over, this is a wall nearly three meters high, if you fall like this, you will never be paralyzed for the rest of your life?

While she was mourning for herself, the next moment, she fell into a strong arm.

After stabilizing her body, she turned around in amazement, Zhao Yan behind her stared at her with a calm face, this woman was dressed plainly, and today's grand court dress was added, but there was another style in Yonggui.

After being amazed, Zhao Yan's face remained unchanged, and he asked, "What are you doing on the wall?" ”

Xu Weiqiu saw dozens of foreign officials standing behind him, all young and old looking at him with different faces.

Her face couldn't help but flush red, and she had always been cheeky, and she felt a little embarrassed at this time, and this face was even lost in Kyoto.

"I ...... I ......" at this moment, she stammered.

Zhao Yan didn't wait for her to explain, so he began to scold with a dark face: "Princess of the Mausoleum, I don't know how solemn I am." ”

was shocked and was reprimanded in public. Xu Weiqiu lowered his head and didn't explain more.

"Go back and stay alive." After saying this, Zhao Yan didn't look at her again, let go of her, and left with a group of officials.

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The next morning, Xu Weiqiu woke up at her residence in Kyoto, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man who had reprimanded her in public yesterday sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her.

The man's resolute facial features rarely show a soft color, and it can be seen that he is in a good mood.

"Early." He said.

"Early." She responded in a daze, slowly propped up her body, and saw that he was still wearing yesterday's court clothes, and she didn't know where he spent the night last night.

Ten years later, this man's cleanliness seems to be gone, I remember that back then, he couldn't wait to take 800 baths a day and change into 800 sets of clothes.

How did Zhao Yan know that her mind was running so far, and asked, "Do you want to go back to Huaicheng for the New Year?" ”

"Huh?" Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and she thinks that this year is designated to celebrate the New Year in Kyoto.

"Is it still too late?"

"You just want to say if you want to." Zhao Yan looked at her.

Of course she thought, in this Kyoto, people who don't know people and things don't know how much fun it is to celebrate the New Year.

She nodded decisively.

"Then get up and wash up, change your clothes and go." He patted her on the back, and after confessing, he turned and went out.

"Ah...... "She set off from Huaicheng to Beijing in a horse-drawn carriage at the twenty-fifth year, not counting the rest on the way, the journey took nearly ten hours.

It's almost time for her to wake up today, and if she sets off now, she won't be on the road for the New Year?

Although she was full of doubts, she still obediently changed her clothes, and the maid from Kyoto brought breakfast, and she thought that the road was far away, so she ate more.

"Niangniang, His Royal Highness the King of Ling is waiting for you outside." The maidservant girl looked at her graceful and luxurious dress, beautiful and moving, and recalled the majestic appearance of His Royal Highness the King of Tomb outside the door, and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Xu Weiqiu nodded, raised his feet and walked out of the door, and Zhao Yan was really waiting for him outside the door.

Seeing that there was only a black horse beside him, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Where is my carriage?" ”

Zhao Yan didn't answer, but showed that he was not very satisfied with her clothes: "You just wear these?" ”

She nodded, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Zhao Yan didn't speak, he reached out and took a coat from the guard behind him and draped it over her shoulders, it was his big coat, it was very wide, and almost wrapped her whole body in it.

Xu Weiqiu only felt that his nasal cavity was full of his taste.

Before she could react, Zhao Yan had already turned over and jumped on the horse.

The black horse was very tall, and the man sat on the horse, looked at himself condescendingly, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Riding back?" She reacted instantly.

Zhao Yan saw the excitement in her eyes, smiled, and stretched out his hand to pull her onto the horse.

"Driving ......"

In the city of Kyoto, a horse shuttles through the Beijing Road, the horse is majestic, the four hooves are windy, and a pair of fairy-like men and women on horseback have attracted the attention of the people in the city.

Soon, the two rode out of the city gate and headed for the direction of Huaicheng......

Xu Weiqiu sat in the back, his arms tightly wrapped around the man's waist.

The wind whistled in her ears, and the horses were racing so fast that she could barely open her eyes.

It's horseback riding, it's even more exciting than driving a roadster.

She couldn't do anything but wrap herself tightly around the man's waist to stabilize herself, and she even suspected that the man was deliberate, suspecting that he was using this to punish her for nearly ten years of disguise.

The breakfast in her stomach was churning, and she regretted eating too much earlier.

She knew that the man was waiting for her to show weakness, but she didn't ......

The fierce temperament was aroused, and she gritted her teeth and held on.

Zhao Yan did intend to punish her, all the way, both of them were secretly more serious.

But when the woman's slender arms gradually tightened, and her face was tightly pressed against his back, he still relented, and his feet were lightly clamped.

Black Wind received the instructions and gradually slowed down.

In this way, a man and a woman, riding horses, facing the wind, entered the Huaicheng City Gate ...... four hours.

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Approaching the Chinese New Year, Yang is very busy, busy with the purchase of New Year's goods.

She is an eight-sided person, and her mother's family is rich and powerful, every time there is a New Year's holiday, she will do it in a big way, and there are a lot of gifts that should be given.

A few days ago, everything was done, that is, she was going to wear a few new clothes for the New Year, but she was not satisfied with anything, and she didn't want to change it again and again, so she had to go in person.

Now that she went out, she went to the jade store again and bought herself a few sets of jewelry.

Returning with a full load, Yang was in a very good mood, got out of the carriage, and the personal maid Zhang Luo asked the servants of the palace to bring things in, while Yang stood outside the corner gate and waited for some attention.

There was a sound of horses' hooves behind her ears, and the sound of horses' hooves from far and near made her happy, and when she looked back, the smile on Yang's face suddenly froze.

I saw King Ling riding a horse and stopped in front of the door, jumped off the horse, and reached out to stop the woman on the horseback and hugged her waist.

That gesture is inadvertent intimacy.

Such care was something she had never seen in this man.

"How? Under the weather? The man asked, looking down.

"I want to throw up!"

Xu Weiqiu only felt that his ass was about to fall apart, and it was definitely a wrong decision to follow him back on horseback.

Zhao Yan saw her uncomfortable expression, and there was a distressed expression on his face that he didn't even notice it.

He didn't notice the change in the expression on his face, but the Yang clan in front of the corner gate was obscure.