He leaned forward slightly, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, smiled like spring water, and whispered softly against Feng Yunhua's ear.
"I like the way you called me just now. It would be even better if you could remove the word 'noble'. Remember, I am yours, and you are not allowed to abandon me."
Feng Yunhua rolled her eyes speechlessly, her relationship completely depended on her.
The red lips were slightly opened, and she was about to express a few words, but Murong Lingxuan did not give her this chance. He stood up and walked towards the outside of the tent.
Before leaving, leave a message.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. I'll wait for you outside the tent."
After staring at the slightly swaying curtain of the big tent for a while, Feng Yunhua got up, washed herself, and went behind the screen to change clothes.
On top of a marble cloud-patterned screen was a set of riding attire that was as bright as fire. It must have been prepared by Murong Lingxuan in the morning.
Putting on this fitting riding outfit, Feng Yunhua felt a little moved in her heart.
This Murong Lingxuan always gives people some little surprises inadvertently.
In late spring, the vast wilderness is filled with green grass, wild flowers sprouting, and bees flying and butterflies dancing.
A man and a woman were galloping across the vast wilderness on a maroon horse.
The man was dressed in white, as bright as the moon, and hugged the woman sitting in front of him tightly, with a joyful and happy smile on his handsome face.
The woman's red dress is enchanting, like a mandala flower blooming in the vast world, bright and dazzling. She has a straight face and pouted mouth, and her strong dissatisfaction is reflected in her face that is still a bit green.
"Murong Lingxuan, you didn't take me out to ride horses, what kind of horse riding is this?" Feng Yunhua had a strong feeling of being cheated.
"I just said that I would take you out to ride a horse, and I didn't say that I would let you ride a horse alone." Murong Lingxuan's perfect lips curled up, and he smiled like a cunning fox.
"You, shameless and shameless bastard." Feng Yunhua was so angry that she yelled.
Just as he was sulking, three fast horses came galloping in the distance. When they passed by Murong Lingxuan and Feng Yunhua, the reins were pulled and the horses stopped.
"Second brother, what a coincidence, you come to ride a horse too."
The person immediately leading the way was Qi King Murong Lingfeng, who was dressed in green. With bright eyes and a hearty smile, he rode up to Murong Lingxuan and greeted him warmly.
Behind the two horses sat the Su family brothers and sisters.
Su Cheng was dressed in an ice lake blue brocade robe, with a high collar that covered the scar on his throat. Su Yingxue was dressed in a blue riding outfit, as pure as the boundless blue sky above her head.
The brother and sister greeted Murong Lingxuan politely. When Feng Yunhua heard Murong Lingfeng calling "second brother" again, she buried her head deeply, and the black hair hanging on her temples obscured her face.
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"We are really enemies on a narrow road, why did we meet him?" Feng Yunhua frowned and muttered in her heart.
"Second brother, the woman sitting in front of you is so shy. Who is she? Why doesn't she even dare to raise her head when she sees us?" Murong Lingfeng looked at Feng Yunhua's profile, with a hint of inquiry in his dark eyes, feeling
This profile looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.
"Little one, what's wrong with you? Why are you lowering your head?" Murong Lingxuan also noticed Feng Yunhua's weirdness, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"The wind was too strong. I was afraid that the wind and sand would blur my eyes, so I lowered my head." Feng Yunhua still buried her head and hesitated.
"The girl is really good at joking. How can the wind in this wilderness be so refreshing and soft that it can be blinding? Could it be that the girl dislikes my ugly appearance and is unwilling to look up at him." When Murong Lingfeng spoke, his brows moved up and down.
With.
Listening to Feng Yunhua's crisp voice, he had already guessed who she was with her head buried in her face. Wasn't it the woman who was surprised by his horse on the street two days ago, a woman who made people remember her deeply.