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"What? Cangqing ran away, where did it go?" Lu Xinlan asked anxiously, thinking that if he could get the Cangqing back, it would be a great achievement, and Long Yinfeng didn't look at himself differently?

Ma Shi pointed in the direction of the navy blue running and said, "Running there."

"Hurry up, don't tell anyone first, I'll go and get the navy blue back in person." Lu Xinlan said with confidence, and pulled out a horse riding and whip the whip.

Looking at Lu Xinlan's leaving figure, Ma Shicheng sincerely prayed that although the navy blue had a bad temper, it would only let the lord be in it, but still hope that Lu Xinlan could successfully retrieve the navy blue to avoid his own flesh suffer.

Qiu Gaoqi is indeed a good time to put paper kites.

Under the clear sky, a few wisps of clouds floated, swimming slowly in the wind. A butterfly flew freely in the air, shaking its wings against the wind. Two figures, one big and one small on the ground, were holding the paper kite line with great interest.

"Sister, elder sister, look, how high it is." Weier said with excitement as she stepped back.

Mu Xiyue nodded with a smile, full of pity in his eyes, this child is afraid that he hasn't been so happy for a long time, pity that he lost his father at a young age.

Occasionally, if I knew that I was going to get to the point of hammering with Long Yinfeng, it would not be a bad thing if I gave birth to the child.

Suddenly awakened by the sound of horseshoes, he looked around and saw a black and strong handsome horse running towards himself. The closer you get, the more familiar you are. Mu Xiyue smiled, her eyes full of joy with her long-time reunion with her old friend.

Cangqing slowed down the running speed, Mu Xiyue greeted him with a smile, tightly attached to the mane of Cangqing, tears flashing excitedly in his eyes: "Qing'er, Qing'er, really Qing'er, you How are you doing? Why did you come here? "

Caier shouted cheerfully and stopped on Mu Xiyue's shoulder. Mu Xiyue smiled and said, "Cai'er, you brought Qing'er, naughty."

Weier walked over and said, "Sister, this horse is really beautiful."

Mu Xiyue bended her waist slightly and smiled, "Weir, do you want to ride a horse?"

Weier Le blushed and said, "Yes, but what about the paper kite?"

Mu Xiyue found a small tree and said, "Tie the paper kite thread around the small tree, let it fly by itself, we will come back later to get it."

Weier nodded, and wrapped the paper kite thread around the tree.

Mu Xiyue was on the horse, and then Weier was pulled up, and Weier was excited again. Mu Xiyue said, "Weier, don't move, Qing'er will hurt."

Weier stopped moving, Mu Xiyue gently moved the reins, and the Tibetan youth walked slowly along the river. "Sister, is its name Qinger?"

Mu Xiyue nodded, her expression slightly changed, and said, "It's called Cangqing, it's a sister ... a sister's horse that she knows."

"Oh--" Weier nodded incomprehensiblely: "No wonder sister knows it, Weier still rides for the first time. I really want to ride home to show mother how Weier is now.

Gently knocking on his head, Mu Xiyue smiled and said, "At a young age, you still know how to be prestige."

Weier smiled back and threw out his tongue mischievously.

He heard a sound of horseshoes approaching himself again. Mu Xiyue's nerves collapsed tightly. He talked to Wei'er and ignored some things that should not be ignored. Is he chasing?

Looking back slowly, I saw a woman chasing herself with a whip.

There was a sigh of relief in my heart, but a faint disappointment flashed on my face. Are you looking forward to it?

Lu Xinlan looked at the strange woman who could ride the navy blue disappointedly and said loudly, "Hey, you, come down."

Mu Xiyue stunned, what's wrong with this purple-clad woman? It was so disrespectful to meet and speak, when did I offend her?

Seeing Mu Xiyue didn't mean to come down, Lu Xinlan pointed to her and said, "Are you deaf? Can't you understand Ben Fei's words?"

Concubine? Why does my heart tremble when I hear this word?

Weier shyly leaned into Mu Xiyue's arms, and Mu Xiyue asked faintly: "Girl, you are not the owner of this horse, but you have no right to let me dismount?"

"Hello, be bold, there are people who dare to talk back to Ben Fei and sign up for the name." Lu Xinlan said, how can she tolerate such a disrespect to a common people.

Mu Xiyue's eyes narrowed slightly and tightened Weier's shoulders, saying: "The girl should not report her name before asking others' names. This is the most basic courtesy."

Lu Xinlan said disdainfully: "It's up to you too, but today the concubine is in a good mood, let me tell you, I am the princess of Xinlan in the Yuxi Kingdom, and the newly married wife of your city lord."

"You said-you were married by Long Yinfeng-Madam?"

Lu Xinlan thought she was afraid, proudly looked up and said: "It is."

Suddenly, his eyes were a little wet, and his heart was sore and suffocated, and he wanted to forget the things that he once wanted to forget. Once encountered or mentioned, those efforts were so unbearable.

The autumn wind was blowing, and there was some coolness on the face. When did the tears spread, how could it not be detected?

"Sister, why did you cry?" Weier's childish voice sounded.

Mu Xiyue smiled slightly, turned and hugged Weier, turned and dismounted, gently stroking the navy blue mane, and smiled tearfully: "Qing'er, go back, or he should be in a hurry."

Lixin Laner inexplicably pulled the horse rope from Mu Xiyue's hand, mounted another horseback, and turned away.

"Weier, let's go back, otherwise it's too late, and my sister won't be able to go home." Squeezing his little nose bridge, Mu Xiyue smiled.

Weier nodded and put Mu Xiyue's hand on it, saying: "Then we will go back and take the paper kite back now."

The calm river flows quietly, taking away the heartache of Fang Cai's heart, and also taking away the only moment of anticipation. Maybe God gave himself a chance to confirm it personally, with the intention of completely letting himself down.

Thank you, I'm really relieved.

The warrior lifted the curtain of the tent, and Long Yinfeng walked steadily towards Mapong. He was interested in any trace of Mu Xiyue in the border city, and he looked forward to going back this time to see Mu Xiyue.

Situ Ling caught up with him and said loudly, "Ji Yun, did you go back so quickly?"

Long Yinfeng walked and said, "Master, Tu'er has returned to the city in advance. Please send someone to inform you about something."

Situ Ling stared disappointedly at the rapidly leaving back, and guessed why he was so anxious. He said to himself: "Huamu Xiyue, your skill is really not small, which can make the Dragon Yinfeng produce this way. It ’s a big interest, old age really looks down upon you. "

When I came to Mapong, I didn't see the navy blue, the sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and the trembling horse attendant shook his knees on the floor with a trembling shock: "The Lord forgive sins, the minor sins should die, please ask him to punish."

Whispered angrily: "What happened? What about the king's horse?"

"When the little one was feeding the horse early breakfast, the prince's horse suddenly struggled to rein and ran away, and the little one wanted to chase it was too late." Ma Shicheng said in a panic, he could catch up with the Tibetan youth.

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