Yang Ming's doubts didn't last long, and the moment he saw the 'startled salamander', he realized what had happened in the Ganquan Palace.

The disguise technique, let the startling salamander, Yuan Li, and even the net killer like Liwu use it, it is completely a makeover, even if an acquaintance sees it, he can't recognize it, but it is used on Zhao Ji?

That's another situation entirely, no matter who Zhao Ji is, she is Zhao Ji, and she can't change the charming and lazy temperament on her body.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Zhao Ji, who had the face of a startled salamander, slapped Yang Ming on the shoulder and asked playfully.

When she spoke, she even exposed her inside.

"Naturally, it's a beauty." Yang Ming said with a smile.

I have to say that the 'startled salamander' in front of me really has a different taste.

"Little slippery, I thought I could fool you." Hearing Yang Ming's teasing, Zhao Ji couldn't hear it, he had already been seen.

However, Zhao Ji was not disappointed by this, if Yang Ming didn't recognize her, she might still be angry, but now? Uh-huh! Isn't it a matter of course to be recognized by him?

"What are you going to lie to me?" Yang asked knowingly.

"What do you say?" Zhao Ji asked rhetorically, already walking towards Yang Ming, looking at the mount behind Yang Ming, and said, "Think about it carefully, I haven't ridden a horse for a long time, and my riding skills must have become much rustier now." ”

"Nonsense, the Queen Mother's riding skills are obviously very good, and no one knows this matter better than me." Yang Ming categorically denied Zhao Ji's hesitation.

"It's really not good...... Zhao Ji still wanted to explain something, but when he noticed the banter in Yang Ming's eyes, he reacted instantly, it turned out that this riding technique was not the other riding technique, Rao was Zhao Ji's boldness, and at this time, he couldn't help but blush his cheeks.

"Gone." Before Zhao Ji could react, Yang Ming had already grabbed her waist and jumped onto the horse.

In Zhao Ji's exclamation, Yang Ming landed firmly on the horse's back and hugged Zhao Ji in front of him.

Zhao Ji's figure is tall among women, but as she grows up, Yang Ming's height is even more than ordinary people, so even with Zhao Ji's figure, she is still completely held in Yang Ming's arms, and from the rear, you can only vaguely see that there is a second person on horseback.

"How old are you, can't you be more steady?" Zhao Ji clutched her chest and said with palpitations.

"Am I unstable?"

In Zhao Ji's exclamation, the war horse had already rushed out like an arrow from the string, and Zhao Ji's red lips that opened in panic quickly closed again, the wind was really strong.

Soon, Zhao Ji's panic turned into a surprise, Yang Ming's mount was obtained from the wolf clan prince Touman, the wolf clan, as a nation on horseback, was already rich in horses, and as the wolf prince's Touman, his mount was one in a million, its strength was great, its speed was fast, and it was the top existence.

Therefore, even if there are two people in the camel at this time, its speed is still extremely fast.

Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she only felt that the scenery on both sides of the road was quickly passing in front of her, and there was a different kind of stimulation.

"Seems to be fun." Zhao Ji turned his head sideways, buried his head in Yang Ming's arms, and suppressed his excitement.

"Is there anything more fun, does the Queen Mother want to give it a try?" Yang Ming lowered his head and said.

"Of course you have to give it a try." Zhao Ji said eagerly.

"The Queen Mother might as well try to stand up." Yang Ming said bewildermently.

"Stand up? This is on horseback, can you stand up? Zhao Ji hesitated.

"Of course I can, I will hold the legs of the Queen Mother, you don't have to worry in the slightest." Yang Ming said.

"Then you're going to have to hold on." Zhao Ji snorted and began to try to curl his legs on the horse's back, while Yang Ming firmly fixed Zhao Ji's waist with one arm.

Zhao Ji held the neck of the mount, and with the help of Yang Mingtuo's palms under her waist and hips, she stood up from the horse slowly, and the wind whistling from the galloping of the mount hit Zhao Ji's face, making her feel a slight pain at the same time, but also with an inexplicable pleasure.

Yang Ming looked up, only to see Zhao Ji's long crow-colored hair flying in the wind, although crazy, but with a wanton beauty, that beautiful palace skirt, at this time, let Yang Ming understand one thing: the so-called Xian'e Feitian is probably what Zhao Ji looks like at this time.

Zhao Ji found that standing on horseback turned out to be such an interesting thing, the whistling wind, the scenery passing in front of him at great speed, the feeling as if he was about to fly......

Zhao Ji only felt that her heart was beating violently, and when she was in the prime of her life, the things she had fantasized about seemed to have become a reality at this time.

"Ahh Suddenly, Zhao Ji shouted loudly, ignoring the wind that hit her face and made her skin hurt.

But then she was poured a breath of wind, and her cheeks couldn't help but bulge.

After knowing for a long time, the exhausted Zhao Ji sat back on the horse, but before she had her back to Yang Ming, and at this time she was facing Yang Ming.

"Is it fun?" Yang Ming looked at Zhao Jidao, whose long hair was messy, but his face was flushed.

It was not Zhao Ji's words that answered Yang Ming, but Zhao Ji's actions, only to see Zhao Ji hugging Yang Ming's waist with both hands, already straightening his waist, and sending his red lips that were slightly dry because of the wind.

The Queen Mother offered a kiss, and Yang Ming naturally accepted it calmly.

Gradually, Zhao Ji felt a trace of abnormality: "You? ”

"Will it work?" Yang Ming leaned his head and said in Zhao Ji's ear.

"Do you want it?" Zhao Ji asked rhetorically.

This time, Yang Ming also did not answer Zhao Ji with words, but answered Zhao Ji with his own actions, and the wide skirt of the palace skirt was lifted and turned into a world, covering all the scenery.

In a period of groping, Zhao Ji let out a long sigh, Zhao Ji looked at Yang Ming who was lying in front of him, and his eyes showed deep doting.

But soon she didn't care to think about it so much, and although a bump on horseback was a nuisance, it could sometimes turn into a very interesting thing.

When Yang Ming returned to Xianyang with Zhao Ji, the sky had completely darkened.

"Can you come down on your own?" In front of the side gate of the Yang Mansion, Yang Ming, who had jumped off his mount, asked Zhao Ji.

"My legs are a little soft." Zhao Ji said tremblingly.

Sometimes, stimulation is a good thing, but what if it's too exciting? That's better, but the price is a bit big, just like Zhao Ji who is weak now.

"Come then." Yang Ming said with open arms.

"You're going to pick it up." Zhao Ji said, but she mustered up the last bit of strength and jumped off the horse, but fortunately, a pair of favorable arms caught her firmly.

"Carry me in, I don't want to walk anymore." Zhao Ji put her chin on Yang Ming's shoulder and said with a sigh of relief.

"Obey." As a courtier, Yang Ming naturally has to do his best.

Hearing the sound, Hu Ji looked at the 'startled salamander' who was carried into the courtyard by Yang Ming in amazement, although that face was not unfamiliar, but always felt that there was something wrong.

"Master, you're back, and Sister Salamander." Orchid stepped forward and said.

"So you're that little bearded girl, it's not bad." Zhao Ji, who was still lying in Yang Ming's arms as if no one was around, looked at Hu Ji and said with a serious face.

What turns out that you are that little bearded girl, is it the first time we have met? Hu Ji fought back a little in her heart, but a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind: Isn't it Sister Salamander, then who is she?

"It's not just good, it's good." Yang Ming corrected.

In response to Yang Ming, it was Orchid's sweet smile.

With a caring little slave girl at home, Yang Ming's life naturally doesn't have to worry about anything, but after dinner, Zhao Ji, who has recovered her original appearance, can't be idle, so she has to pull Yang Ming around.

"I'm going to have to take a good look at our family." Zhao Ji pulled Yang Ming and walked around in the private empty courtyard.

"Our home?" Yang Ming asked rhetorically.

"What? Isn't it? I can tell you, I gave you this place, don't be ignorant. Zhao Ji said angrily, because Yang Ming didn't know the color.

"If that's the case, shouldn't I still leave a courtyard for the Queen Mother?" Yang Ming asked rhetorically.

"Not should, but must." Zhao Ji said solemnly.

"Come with me." Yang Ming pulled Zhao Ji and walked towards the square in the courtyard.

As the door opened, Zhao Ji saw a brand new room, the private furnishings were new, and the color of the decoration was mainly red.

"Yo, which woman is this for? You're really hearted. Zhao Ji looked at the furnishings in the room, the exquisite bed, wardrobe, dresser and other furnishings, isn't it the woman's boudoir?

"What, did it taste good?" Yang Ming pulled Zhao Ji towards the dresser.

"You said it? Come on, who is this for? Not to mention the salamander, I know that the salamander doesn't like anything so flashy. Zhao Ji glared at Yang Ming to show that he was very fierce and fierce, you better not lie to me.

"You'll know the answer if you look ahead." Yang Ming asked Zhao Ji to sit down and said.

Zhao Ji subconsciously looked forward when she heard this.

In Zhao Ji's sight, in the extremely fine bronze mirror that had been polished, a charming and angry face was being reflected, and I saw that the pretty face was slightly narrowed, quite evil.

Seeing the reflection in the bronze mirror, Zhao Ji was slightly stunned, and then suddenly reacted, and the slightly narrowed phoenix eyes were already uncontrollably widened: Isn't that herself?

"Does the Queen Mother know the answer?" Yang Ming leaned down and put his chin on Zhao Ji's shoulder.

"You ......" Zhao Ji subconsciously turned his face sideways, all the words were blocked in his mouth, and in the reflection of the bronze mirror, he could clearly see a figure that was stacked upside down on the dresser.