After walking on the grassland for two days, Cang Ze would take Xiyin to meet new things from time to time, such as flowers, such as shrubs that resemble scarves, such as live fluffy rabbits.

At first, Xiyin would hold Cang Ze tightly, a little surprised and scared, and he would not let go until he was familiar.

Cang Ze would always look at Xiyin with a smile, facing her more and more questions, but he was not annoyed at all, only occasionally teasing the other party.

On this day, a group of people rested and went to the river, the riverbank was overgrown with flowers and flexible grasses, and Cang Ze immediately made two wreaths and walked in front of Xiyin.

"What is this?"

Shein took the wreath in her hand and asked, pinching it.

"The wreath I weaved. ”

Cang Ze put another wreath on Xiyin's head, and when he looked at Xiyin and pointed to her head in confusion and asked her what it was, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, and said affectionately

"It's still a garland, you look good with it. ”

The sun shone on Shein's face, and she looked extremely holy and innocent.

Cang Ze couldn't help but think of the scene when she first met Xiyin at Pulau Peak, when it was also the early morning sun, on the banks of the Tianchi River, she frolicked in it, like a celestial.

Cang Ze pulled Xiyin to the riverside, motioned for the other party to squat, gently put her hand on the river, looked at the puzzled look on Xiyin's face, and explained

"This is the stream. ”

The touch that she had never touched before, Shein couldn't help but dip her hand in the water, feeling that this was different from the usual water for washing her face, and it felt very cool as she swiped between her fingers.

Trying to hold it and take it out, but the hand was empty after leaving the river, Shein tried it curiously.

Looking at the other party's confused expression, Cang Ze couldn't help but purse his lips and snicker.

Hearing the sound of laughter beside him, Xiyin withdrew his hand and put it on his knee, unwilling to make any more movements.

"I'm not laughing at you. Sensing Xiyin's shyness, Cang Ze raised his hand and grabbed Xiyin's somewhat messy skirt.

"Ayin, I've never seen you so cute. ”

After speaking, Cang Ze couldn't help laughing again, but Xiyin, who was praised, turned his head slightly, and his face flushed.

For some reason, Shein felt that Cang Ze was talking about someone else.

Suddenly, I felt a little envious of that woman, the woman called Xiyin, the woman who was in the heart of Baili Zelong.

Finding the emotions gushing, Xiyin buried her head in her arms, covering her slight envy in turn.

Cang Ze on the side just thought she was a little shy, and couldn't help but reach out and pat her shoulder.

Twenty miles ahead, there is a caravan of Daliang intending to smuggle across the Matu River. ”

"How many?"

After Cang Ze finished speaking, he pulled Xiyin to stand up, and unhurriedly arranged the crooked wreath on Xiyin's head

"More than 100 people. ”

Hearing this, Cang Ze's eyes narrowed, he only brought more than 20 people this time, if it was really a caravan, it would be fine, but what if it was an army disguised as a caravan?

He wasn't afraid of fighting, but now with Ayin, Cang Ze looked at Xiyin with a blank face, and sighed in her heart, she was worried that she would scare Ayin.

"Count half of the men and I. Cang Ze pulled Xiyin and walked back to the place where he was stationed, found Ah Hu, and instructed, "Take care of her." ”

"Yes!" Ah Hu assured.

Ah Hu was one of the twelve guards he had carefully cultivated in his life, and Cang Ze felt a lot more relieved, and then left with his subordinates.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves and infantry running away, Shein felt that there was a lot more dust in the air than before, and couldn't help but ask Ayi at the moment

"Ayi, what's going on?"

"I don't know, maybe there was a conflict with the girder on the border ahead. ”

"Then, will General Baili be okay?"

Ayi didn't know what to say, so he could only hold the other party's hand tightly, only to find that the thumb of the young lady's right hand pressed the index finger and middle finger, which was a gesture of prayer from the ancient Yue people.