After walking along the wide, straight blue brick street for a short time, and turning west at the next intersection, Jiang Shu looked out and saw the two arched doorways in front of him, as well as the towering city tower above the doorway.

It was the Fucheng Gate that she and Ye Chiwan walked when they entered the city on the night they went out of the city to see the Lantern Festival.

"High, high, high, this swing is fun when it swings high!" At this time, within a high wall on the south side of the road, a woman's crisp laughter suddenly sounded.

This voice is a little familiar, it seems that he has heard it somewhere, Jiang Shu turned his head to look over there, and asked Lang Mo loudly, "Whose residence is inside?" ”

Looking at the tall and upright Daiwa pink wall, it should not be the residence of ordinary people.

Lang Mo followed her gaze and said in a loud voice, "It's the mansion of the eldest princess of Shouyang." ”

"I see." Jiang Shu smiled faintly, and a little brilliance appeared in his eyes.

No wonder that voice is so familiar, presumably the person inside the wall is the delicate and willful eldest lady Hou Tingke of the Shouyang Eldest Princess's Mansion.

That girl is hostile to herself because of Zhu Changxun, and she must like Zhu Changxun very much.

If she has time in the future, she will definitely visit her in person to see if she can have a win-win cooperation, cancel the marriage between herself and Zhu Changxun, and fulfill her.

Just when Jiang Shu was thinking a lot in his heart, he had already arrived at the gate of the city.

The young man guarding the gate recognized Lang Mo, and when he learned that they were going out of the city to play, he simply talked to him for a few words, and did not let them dismount, and let them go directly.

Out of the city gate, Lang Mo told Jiang Shu to sit down, gently flicked the reins of the horse, and galloped along the dirt road planted with poplar trees on both sides, towards the southwest.

Due to the speed of the horse, it took about half an hour to reach the foot of the mountain on the east side of Shijingshan.

Halfway up the hill on this side, there is a temple surrounded by greenery, and from a distance, it is full of smoke.

At this time, there are already many pilgrims who come to worship the Buddha, or buy incense at the stalls at the foot of the mountain, or walk on the way up the mountain, all with a pious face.

Langmo did not stop there, but slowed down his horse for a few moments, and then continued his horse, rounding the south side of the mountain.

It was a vast fertile field, and instead of the neat wheat seedlings that you had seen on the road, it was overgrown with low green grass.

Some even bloomed, looking at it from a distance, orange, yellow, white and green, purple and red, which was very endearing.

The fresh floral fragrance lingers lightly in the warm spring breeze, refreshing people's hearts.

Lang Mo turned over and dismounted, raised his hand to pick up Jiang Shu, and asked softly, "How is it?" Like it here? ”

Jiang Shu greedily breathed a breath of clear air mixed with the fragrance of flowers and trees, turned around and looked around, and said with satisfaction: "I have never seen such a good scenery since I grew up so much. ”

Lang Mo glanced down at the paper kite in her hand and said with a smile: "Haven't you always wanted to fly a kite, take advantage of the good wind now, put it away." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Shu nodded slightly, raised the kite in his hand, and raised his hand to prepare to pull the string.

But soon, she tragically discovered that she only brought a kite with her when she went out, and she didn't bring a kite string at all.

Jiang Shu's face suddenly appeared with a touch of embarrassment, and he said with some annoyance: "When I was at home, I always said that the sixth sister had no brains, but I didn't expect that I would be so lost, the kite has no string, how can it be put up!" ”

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