Adore Trick of Beauty

With a long hiss, the horse spread its hooves and turned its head to run forward. The white gauze on Nie Wushuang's gauze hat covered her eyes one after another. Amidst his loud laughter, he could only hold tightly to the reins of the horse. The horse galloped out of the camp and ran out. While galloping, she was swallowed by the hunting wind as soon as she opened her mouth, and she couldn't make a sound.

Xiao Fengqing laughed, and whipped a few more times, Nie Wushuang felt the strong wind blowing against his face, making people blind, and had no other choice but to hold on to the reins.

After finally running for a long time, Xiao Fengqing stopped urging the horse forward, and Nie Wushuang finally opened his eyes. The horse was walking slowly along an unfamiliar mountain road, along which warblers and butterflies danced. The sound of the gurgling stream comes, and the roadside mountain flowers are in full bloom, colorful, and the spring of April is like a picture scroll slowly unfolding from both sides. It is quiet and serene, making people feel like they are falling into a dream.

Nie Wushuang took off his gauze hat, looked at everything in front of him, almost thought he had stepped into a fantasy land.

"Is it beautiful?" He whispered in his ear.

Nie Wushuang stared blankly at the horse for a while, then turned around and asked: "What's wrong, Your Highness..." Before she could finish speaking, her red lips brushed lightly against Xiao Fengqing's thin lips that were too close.

The man's breath wafted into her nostrils, and the two of them were so close that they could be heard in their breath, she froze suddenly, his amber eyes looked flawless like glass in the spring light. With a smile brighter than Chunguang in his deep eyes, he only looked at her. He had never been so happy, so high-spirited. Leaving Yingjing's Jinxiu Nest, Wenrou Township, he is like a peerless sword inlaid with gems that has finally opened its edge, reflecting his peerless elegance.

She had never seen Xiao Fengqing like this. The armor on his head added a bit of heroism to his overly feminine and charming face, and the silver-white armor on his body reflected the skylight, giving off a slight halo. His tall and straight figure was in this halo, seeming noble And as charming as Shura.

She lowered her eyes, and inadvertently, the red glow had stained her cheeks. A sigh of relief passed in my heart: He just has such an ability that people can't hate him, and he is as beautiful as a poppy flower that makes people daunting.

"What's the matter?" He purposely approached her cheek, looking at the rosy glow on her snowy side face.

"It's nothing." Nie Wushuang raised his head as he spoke, the shock and embarrassment in his heart had been covered up in his beautiful eyes.

"Is it beautiful?" he asked.

Nie Wushuang glanced at the bright spring scenery and nodded meekly.

"I knew you liked it!" Xiao Fengqing laughed, got off the horse, and stretched out her hand to her, with a little light in her eyes, burning like spring waves: "Come down!"

Nie Wushuang looked at the tall horse under him, hesitating slightly. Xiao Fengqing's war horse is one of the best in a hundred. Its coat is black and smooth, and it is as tall as a person. If she comes down like this, she will feel a little timid in her heart.

Seeing her hesitation, Xiao Fengqing was not annoyed, but still stretched out her hand, waiting stubbornly for her to put her palm on his. Nie Wushuang probed for a long time, and finally put his hand on his hand helplessly. With his arms tightened, he had already carried her down, and his feet landed on the soft grass. Only then did Nie Wushuang feel that his feet were numb after galloping, and he couldn't help but soften, and was about to fall to the ground. The armpit was supported by him. In a whirl, he had simply picked her up and walked forward.

"Your Highness..." Nie Wushuang called helplessly.

Xiao Fengqing looked at her with a smile, but still walked forward.

"Where is Your Highness going?" Nie Wushuang couldn't help asking when he saw that he didn't speak but just smiled.

"Take you to a good place." Xiao Fengqing pressed close to her ear and said with a smile: "It's rare to come out, why don't you play for a while?"

When he spoke, he looked stubborn, like a playful elder brother next door. Nie Wushuang was startled, and suddenly remembered that when he was still in his boudoir, every time he got tired of being taught homework by his master, the naughty little brother would always pop out from nowhere and drag her out of the house to play secretly. At that time, she was just a playful girl, she was afraid and wanted to have a good time. Every time she hesitated.

The little brother's face approached her abruptly and said with a smile: "It's hard to get out of the house, so why don't you play? It's a pity..."

"Little sister, come here!"

"Little sister, this kite is about to disconnect..."

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Complicated thoughts secretly surged in her head and flowed through the bottom of her heart. She felt a sharp pain in her heart and couldn't help but bury it in his chest. Xiao Fengqing didn't notice her sadness, and strode towards the stream. He walked through the flowers and brushed the willows all the way, the sound of the water gradually sounded, and a clear stream finally appeared in front of the two of them.

The grass beside the stream is luxuriant, and the grassland is green and soft. Xiao Fengqing put her down and took a deep breath: "I've been exhausted for the past few days, and I can finally rest."

As he spoke, he took off his heavy helmet, and squatted by the stream to wash away the battle dust from his face. Nie Wushuang sat on the edge of the grass and watched him wash. The heavy armor took off, and her gaze was suddenly drawn to a spot of blood on the back of his shoulder.

"His Royal Highness is injured?" she asked.

Xiao Fengqing touched it with his hand, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, just a little scratch."

Nie Wushuang stepped forward, with a complicated expression on his face: "Let me see." She helped him take off his shirt, revealing his snow-white shirt, and the dark red on the snow coat became more and more coquettish like a blood plum. She cleaned his wound, took the medicine bottle she carried with her, and sprinkled the powder.

Xiao Fengqing sat motionless, allowing her to bandage the wound.

"You've changed." He said suddenly.

The movements of Nie Wu's hands paused, and then he replied lightly: "Your Highness has also changed, not the useless and flirtatious prince in Beijing."

Xiao Fengqing sneered lightly when she heard the words: "If it wasn't useless in Beijing, how could I have survived until now?

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Nie Wushuang felt a pain in his heart, stopped his hands and sat aside. Xiao Fengqing looked at her sad face and smiled: "What's the matter? All right, don't be unhappy today."

Nie Wushuang looked at the light smile on his face, looked at the sky, and said something irrelevant: "Is it going to attack Qixia Pass tomorrow?"

The smile on Xiao Fengqingjun's face gradually faded, like the sun fading its brilliance, he said slowly: "Is it true that you will return to Beijing once Qixia Pass is cleared?"

Nie Wushuang looked at him holding his hand because of the scratches in the fierce battle, and became ruthless, lowered his head and said clearly: "Yes, I'm going back to Beijing."

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