Nalan was forcibly pulled into the room by Hongli, not that he didn't want to, but he happened to be walking leisurely, and he happened to run into Qingli, so he chatted a few words, Qingli also shushed himself and warmed up, although he didn't say too many words, but Nalan still heard the unique concern in her mouth, as well as her concern for Shuiyue.

Some time ago, I don't know why, I insisted on saying to myself that Shui Yue was her slave, and she was used to being alone, so she entrusted Shui Yue to her again, Nalan didn't say anything, she let Shui Yue serve her at the beginning, but it was because Shui Yue, the child, was more in charge of things, and she could take care of this, since others didn't want to, why should she force it, but that sentence of concern couldn't get into Nalan's heart.

Chatting, Hongli went down to the morning court, saw Nalan and Qingli together, nodded to Qingli, and then whispered a few words in Nalan's ear, and then pulled Nalan away, Nalan on the one hand could not allow her to resist, on the other hand, he also thought about Qingli's feelings, and when he turned around, he saw Qingli's blank face, with a trace of resentment, in that sunshine, Nalan felt that she was so far away from her for the first time, so far away.

"What are you going to do, how can you leave Qingli."

"Okay, I'll show you something." Hongli didn't want to answer other questions at the moment, so he pulled Nalan into the room and opened the box on the table.

"You put it on and take a look."

"Riding clothes, why are you wearing this?" Goose-yellow satin, with a white jade-inlaid belt around the waist, and a light gauze-like cloak that looks elegant and chic, but it is also good-looking and tight.

"You're going to make it to order?"

"Where do you get so many words, try first." I can't allow Nalan to ask, Hongli directly pushed me behind the screen, and threw the riding costume to Nalan, Nalan had to try it on, walked out from behind the screen, and looked at Hongli again, already a little stunned.

"How?" Nalan stood still, waiting for Hongli's evaluation.

Hongli coughed lightly a few times and said, "It's good." This dress was originally designed by herself after teaching her to ride a horse that day, and the design of the corset also made Nalan's entire curve look more spiritual.

Then he asked: "You Ama used to be a governor, and you will be away all the year round, why didn't you learn to ride and shoot." ”

"I don't know, Ama will never force us to learn something, my brothers, Ama has never let them do anything at will, as long as they don't do anything hurtful, plus I am young, my brothers protect me tightly, and naturally they will not let me learn to ride and shoot." Speaking of Amma, it will naturally arouse Nalan's longing, although it is also a little disguised, but Hongli still notices it.

"It's fine."

"Huh?"

"If you learned, how could I be so lucky enough to teach you how to ride a horse?"

"When was it so poor." Nalan leaned sideways, hiding his unnaturalness.

"I thought you'd know it as soon as you knew me." Hongli turned Nalan's body and smiled meaningfully.

"In a few days, Huang Ama will go to the paddock to dabble, and when the time comes, I will take you there, so I will make this riding costume for you, so these days, you should hurry up and practice, don't lose my face."

Hongli said and smiled, his eyes were tender like water, and Nalan felt that there was a flower in his heart, blooming and spinning.

"Don't treat me so well." I'm afraid I can't afford it.

Hongli was stunned at first, and met Nalan's eyes.

"I really don't want to repeat it, you are my Fujin, I don't treat you well, who will treat you well."

Nalan didn't dare to look at Hongli, of course she knew that at the moment, except for him who she could rely on, but she couldn't treat him well wholeheartedly, and she hadn't figured out how to tell him if she owed him too much.