Chang’an Peasant Girl

Now the people of the Xiao family and the Lin family are not only afraid, but also particularly regretful. If they were worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth, now they are relatives of the emperor and the country.

Other people in Jiuping Village were not only afraid, but also regretful. The king Xiao Changyi came from Jiuping Village. If they had had more goodwill back then, Jiuping Village would probably have been named an Imperial Village. Everyone would be honored and no one would dare to bully them. Unlike now, they have to worry about Xiao Changyi and Xiao Changyi every day. Quietness will kill them at any time.

Shi Xiaolan stood at the door of her yard, watching An Anhui disappear on horseback before her eyes, and her eyes became redder and redder.

Her friend came all the way back to see her, but she didn't dare to tell her the truth.

She didn't want to be like this, but the status disparity between her and this friend was so great that she couldn't help but be afraid.

This friend of hers had helped her so much, and she owed her this friend so much, but in the end, she was afraid of this friend.

With this separation, she must have lost this friend.

"Quiet, I'm sorry," Shi Xiaolan choked in her heart.

As soon as Jing Jing rode out of Jiuping Village, she tightened the reins and stopped the horse. At the same time, she smiled at Xiao Changyi and said, "My lord, it's rare for us to come back, so just walk over and stop riding."

"Um."

As soon as Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi dismounted their horses respectively, they handed their horses to Qin Yi and Meng Lanqing.

Then, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi held hands, fingers clasped, and walked towards their home on the mountainside.

It was still the first month, and even though there were fields around, nothing was being planted. It looked a bit desolate, and naturally there was nothing good to see.

But Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi really like this scenery. This scenery truly tells them that the place they are now is pastoral, and it is the simple and ordinary life they say they long for.

"Compared to the palace, I still like it here." Jing Jing also took a deep breath of the air here. The mountain was not far away, and there was the smell of trees and the smell of their previous home.

The corners of Xiao Changyi's mouth curled up slightly, and the cold eyes looking at An Jing were filled with doting love for An Jing.

"However," suddenly, An Jing's eyes darkened, "I probably won't come back again."

Xiao Changyi knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so he didn't say anything about Shi Xiaolan, but said softly: "Where are you, where am I."

Anjing instantly remembered what Xiao Changyi had said to her when they were still living in Jiuping Village. The image of the former Xiao Changyi saying this overlapped with the current Xiao Changyi. Anjing smiled again, but his eyes suddenly felt a little moist. With some tears.

"Yeah." She smiled at him and nodded to him with tears in her eyes.

Even after so many years, his feelings are still the same, and he and she are still in love with each other. This will also be the case in the future.

Rather than being moved, it would be better to say that she was too happy.

After sniffing, Anjing raised his hand and pointed to the house on the side of the mountain and said, "Mr. sir, look at our home."

Although this home is dilapidated, it cannot stop the memories of the past from rushing into their minds.

They had so many happy memories in this home. Even if they never come to live again in the future, this home will always be in their hearts and they will never forget it.

When Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi stood at the door of their yard, Xiao Changyi did not immediately take out the key to open the door. Instead, he and Jing Jing stood quietly at the door for a long time before taking out the key.