Suburbs.

The vast grassland, in this season when the ice water melts and the rain is abundant, grows a thick green, and as far as the eye can see, it is connected with the mountain, as if there is no end.

When Ahya got out of the carriage, she thought for a moment that she was back in Beijung.

Her heart shook, she stared straight at the boundless meadow, slowly squatted down, plucked a blade of grass from the ground, and put it in front of her eyes to take a closer look.

It is pasture, which is the same as the environment of Beijung.

On the meadow were placed a few strong horses, brownish, black, and white, with different colors, and they were grazing with their heads down in a relaxed manner. In the distance are standing grass targets.

It only took one glance for Ahya to see that these horses were the best war horses.

She was terrified.

Where there are horses, there are cavalry. Xie Wei carefully simulated the environment of Beirong, raised troops here, and trained those grass targets to ride horses and cut and kill.

Every clue seems to be declaring to himself that Xie Ji, the monarch of Daxu, has great ambitions for Beirong.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still any family in the DPRK and China, I am afraid that Xie Yu would have waved his troops north and stabbed Beirong.

After Xie Yu explained the matter to Zhou Zhong, what he turned his head to see was the scene of Ahya staring at the horses in the distance in a daze.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, took Ahya's hand, and said in a casual tone, "Miss your horse?"

When he was in Wancheng, Ahya had a horse named Hongluan, and later returned to Beijing with him to enter the palace, and the horse was sent to Xie Ji's stable to raise.

Ahya came back to her senses, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she answered the dark worry in her eyes, "Hmm."

She glanced at the horses, as if unintentionally, "Are these His Majesty's horses? Much stronger than my red luan."

Xie Yu grabbed her hand and chuckled, "War horse."

His eyes darkened, and he looked straight at Ahya, "You're curious?"

Ahya's eyelids jumped.

She knew there was something wrong with her performance.

For the emperor, there is no one who does not want to open up territory, let alone Xie Ji, a person who lays down Daxu on horseback.

It's normal for him to have a plot against the dishonest Beirong. Don't you also want to use his ambition to seek a glimmer of life for Beirong?

Xie Wei is interested in Beirong, which is a good thing. In this way, he will be moved when he gives him a chance to return to Beirong and give Daxu a chance to bring peace for a hundred years without spending a single soldier.

Ahya restrained her worries, and in the next second, she pulled out a smile, tilted her head, and said in a brisk tone: "How can you not be curious? Didn't Your Majesty bring me here to run horses? Which one is mine?"

Xie Yu stared at her for a moment before withdrawing his gaze, one hand on her chin, and drawing Ahya's gaze forward, "That one is yours."

Ahya looked up at his strength, her eyes full of confusion, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

I saw a young general leading a horse and striding towards the two, and when they were still fifty paces away, the horse suddenly ran up.

The horse moved like a thunderbolt and rushed to Ahya's side, and lowered his head and neighed, and he could hear joy in his cry.

Ahya's eyes widened in surprise: "Red Luan?"

She held the horse's head, dodged Hongluan's enthusiastic rubbing, and turned her head to look at Xie Yu, her eyes shining: "Your Majesty, why is it here?"

"Flew over." Xie Jian hooked his lips and replied gently.

How else can he come over, of course, he specially sent someone to bring it from his stable.

Ahya laughed twice, holding Hongluan with one hand and pulling Xie Ji's sleeve with the other, and called out coquettishly, "Your Majesty."

Her pale cheeks were full of joy, and she gazed at Xie Ji as if she were looking at the gods: "Thank you."

Ahya quickly kissed Xie Yu on the side of the cheek, then flew on the horse and clamped his legs: "Drive!"

Hongluan moved in response, and in an instant, it rushed out like an arrow from the string.

The wind blows through the meadows, and wherever the horse's hooves tread, the fragrance of grass blades mixed with cold plums is left behind.

Aher

The more Ya rides, the more enjoyable it becomes.

Since the rebellion of Prime Minister Beirong and her own escape, she has not been like this for a long time, and she has galloped on the grassland without any worries.

There were no pursuers, no sharp arrows, no worries about life and death.

Only the free wind swept across his face and blew the ends of his hair.

Suddenly the neighing of a horse sounded behind him, and the horse's hooves were speeding and rumbling.

Ahya subconsciously turned around, and saw a black horse breaking through the grass and galloping towards her.

Immediately it was Xie Ji's figure, he lowered his voice slightly, his eyes were sharp and dangerous, like a wolf king staring at his prey and ready to shoot at any time.

Ahya grew more and more excited.

She was a girl who grew up on horseback.

Xie Jian wanted to catch up with her so easily? Think beautifully!

"Drive!" Ahya Jiao snorted, clenched the reins with both hands, and strained her legs, "Hongluan!"

Hongluan immediately picked up speed and swept across the meadow at a rapid pace.

The hem of Ahya's skirt was blown to the point of hunting, and at such a fast speed, her face was blown by the wind and ached.

But she laughed heartily, turned her head, and said defiantly, "Your Majesty, you are so slow—"

Xie Yu fell in love with her so fresh and enthusiastic side, like a round of sun.

Let him want to take it off and put it in his arms, so that such a blazing light can only shine on himself.

Xie Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he swung his whip violently, making a crackling sound in the air.

The dark horse also picked up its speed and galloped close to Hongluan.

Ahya exclaimed, and quickly patted Hongluan: "Hurry up!"

What is the origin of Xie Wei's horse, how can it be faster than his own Hongluan?

But at this point it is too late to accelerate again.

Xie Ji's dark horse has already approached with a thunderous momentum.

"Crackle!"

The whip burst through the air, as swift as thunder and lightning, carrying an unavoidable might, and when it fell on Ahya's waist, it turned into a finger twister.

Like a snake, the whiptail wrapped around Ahya and pulled her whole body crookedly.

Ahya's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

The feeling of weightlessness was only for a moment, and the next moment, she had been put on the back of the horse by Xie Ji.

The black horse was still running wildly, and Ahya couldn't maintain her balance, her whole body shook, and she hurriedly hugged Xie Ji's neck.

She couldn't help but scold, "Bastard!"

How dangerous is it to snatch people directly from horseback like this?

Xie Yu's eyes were still burning, and he hung his head sharply and kissed Ahya's trembling lips.

The heart picks jumped with the gallop of the fast horse, and they were intimately intertwined, like mandarin ducks fleeing to the end of the world, flesh and bones were kneaded together, and they could no longer be separated.

Ahya whimpered, the corners of her eyes flushed slightly from the overtreatment, and the uncontrollable glow of water stained her lips seductively.

She couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, I was wrong......

I don't provoke Xie Ji anymore, as soon as this guy comes up, he is like a crazy wolf, and he bites people when he catches them.

Xie Wei didn't let her go, not only did he not stop the horse, but he sped up, grasping the reins with one hand and holding Ahya's calf with the other.

It's closer. Ahya was almost sitting on top of him.

She wrapped herself around Xie Ji's thin waist in a shameful posture, and the fierce wind blew from behind, making her feel insecure, so she could only subconsciously seek refuge in Xie Ji's arms.

She hugged Xie Ji, turned back in fear, and when she saw that the black horse was still rushing up the mountain, she screamed and hugged Xie Ji's waist tightly.

Bastard!

Ahya was bullied by Xie Yu so that her eyes were wet, and she bit his shoulder angrily through her clothes.

How could he do this to himself? It's too much.

Xie Yu didn't seem to notice the pain, and his voice became even more hoarse.

That bit of strength, as if symbolic resistance, made the trappers even more interested.

I just want to hold my prey and punish it severely.

It wasn't until she didn't even have the strength to bite that the whole person turned into a puddle of water softly, and she was considered obedient.

He stared at Ahya, his eyes burning and dark with desire.

"From the moment you got on the horse." Xie Yu pressed against Ahya's ear, and the hot and humid breath sprayed on her neck, causing Ahya to shrink sensitively, "I'm thinking about ......."

"These legs should not be caught between the horses, but ......." Z.br>

His words were low and obscene, Ahya opened his eyes, looked at Xie Ji's body, and after reacting, he subconsciously retreated as if he had been burned by fire.

This, this......

Ahya wanted to scold Xie Ji, but couldn't find the right words, pressed her fingertips to his chest, and stammered speechless.

She turned her face away, looked down, was so frightened that she retreated again and again, and was hugged back into her arms by Xie Yu.

The man's body temperature is hot, like a hidden volcano.

It made Ahya's heart beat faster, and she couldn't tell whether it was fear or emotion.

Xie Yu took her hand, put it to her lips and kissed it lightly, and laughed lowly, "That's it."

Ahya's face burned to the ground, and the whole person was hot, from the root of the ear to the face, and it turned red.

"You, you bastard......" she was angry and cursed, but her voice was as weak as a coquettish because of extreme shame.

It didn't have any lethality, but it made Xie Ji's body a little more excited.

Xie Yu's mouth was a little dry, and he blocked Ahya's mouth again.

In fact, sometimes, her delicate scolding is funny.

But after all, the image of his king still needs to be maintained, and this kind of boudoir joy should be left on the uninhabited mountain to show again.

Hongluan seemed to have just discovered that his master had been snatched away by an inexplicable man, and chased after him with angry screams, and finally found the taste of his master among the bushes in the forest.

A faint sobbing came from the sound of the branches and leaves, and the red luan wandered restlessly in front of the bushes, trying to break in, but was blocked by the black horse.

Xie Yu's vicious reminder sounded in a low voice, "Ahya, your horse has been found."

Ahya exclaimed, "Don't! Hongluan, don't come in!"

Hongluan shook his ears smartly, and puzzlement appeared in his eyes.

Why can't you get in? I'm going to save my master!

I don't know what Xie Yu did, Ahya screamed again, followed by sobbing and begging for mercy.

"You—don't you ...... Don't ...... here."

His domineering made Ahya can't help but cry again, her thin white fingertips trembling, being held in her hands, playing ambiguously.

Hongluan's nose snorted, and when he smelled the fragrance of cold plum on his master's body, it was mixed with another domineering ambergris, as if it was a little stronger, and he couldn't help but take a step inside.

Strange, what the hell are the master doing with the villain who dares to rob people from horses?