The carriages and horses opened the road, stopping and walking.

The Ling family's ancestral home is in the south of Tiansheng. Since the founding of the previous emperor, there have been many followers. However, the Ling family's family has fallen into decline, so it is only a general person.

Later, the king was foolish and eventually caused riots in the world. Ling's Wenzhe was brave and fearless, and made outstanding achievements.

The former generals of the former emperor had originally entered Kyoto first, but failed to open the city gates and save the people. They fought against burning, killing, looting, and all of them were named the name of the former emperor.

The late emperor was furious, and Ling Wenzhe quickly entered the capital, trying to stop it. The palace was about to undergo a huge change. When the fire was overturned, Ling Wenzhe...

"What's wrong with Dad?" Ling Yue lifted up the curtain and sat in the carriage, but most of her body stretched out.

Ling Yue didn't think much of this action, but she scared Zhiqiu and Xia Sang.

They held the lower body of their girl from left to right, for fear of unevenness on the road, and then threw the girl's head downward.

The women all rode on horseback all the way. As the prince, Ling Jue had never enjoyed such treatment.

Ling Jue, who was supposed to be at the forefront of the team, had to ride a horse in front of Ling Yue's carriage because of his sister's entanglement.

After a while, I simply stayed in the center of the team.

He was holding the reins in his hand and his figure was even more remarkable: "It's unknown."

Ling Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking: "What I see from the historian is the only one I said to you above."

Ling Yue rubbed her head, her voice full of disbelief: "How is it possible? Who said halfway?"

Xia Sang suddenly said a lot: "Why didn't you? Girl, you are like this!"

"Me?" Ling Yue glanced at the team quickly, and felt that she could not get out of the Taiwan Strait. She got back into the carriage in shame and sat down peacefully.

You know, when I was just picking the curtain, there was not only my brother outside. Xia Sang's words, where can she put her face?

"I had known this before, I would have brought Madam Liu here." Ling Yue flattered her mouth. Although it was a joke that was not a big deal, she really imagined it in her heart.

Zhiqiu is meticulous, and from some aspects, she can consider her attitude of being savvy.

Madam Liu watched as she grew up again, let alone.

The only person who is close to her is Xia Sang. It’s okay if she doesn’t have a door to talk, but sometimes she even takes it seriously to roast her on the fire.

Zhiqiu raised his hand and kept stroking Ling Yue's back, and quietly gave Xia Sang a look: "Girl, don't pay attention to her. What's more, only Mr. Jue is approaching you just now."

If Xia Sang didn't know the seriousness, she would not save the girl's almost broken heart even if she descended to earth.

Ling Yue blinked her curved eyelashes, as if touched.

Zhiqiu saw the situation and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Maid, I swear, are you the only few of us who know the weirdness of your only half of your words?"

"This, why is this a quirk?" Ling Yue didn't know whether she wanted to cry or laugh: "That's me thinking, thinking, okay?"

Ling Jue, who was riding on the horse, murmured to himself: "Yes, how could anyone speak halfway?"

This kind of natural and emotional sister who only speaks halfway is different from that of an emotionally rich sister.

The duty of historians is to record history with a pen, to avoid talking, and to change the truth with clever words and deeds. But they cannot come to an abrupt end.

The deeds of a Marquis of Pingyang are written in a disguised way, and are in a mess.

It is hard to believe that it is an unintentional act.

So, what is the hidden truth in this?

"Young Master, the marquis call you." Yi Feng squeezed through the heavy carriage and horses, gasped for a long time before he finished speaking the sentence.

The incident of living at the hot spring village in Luoting made Ling Jue wake up a wake-up call in his heart.

As a book boy, Yi Fengliuyun should know more than ordinary servants. As a result, because of his own value, he wasted a lot of time in vain.

Ling Jue deeply felt that even if he did not use himself as a starting point, he should pave the way for Yi Fengliuyun.

A good man should be determined by all directions. He is not willing to be the unjust master, and he is imprisoned by birds all day long.

Now, it is a great opportunity: "Yi Feng, I'm tired of riding a horse, go down for a walk. Later, after I talk to the Marquis, you will take this horse over to me."

"Master, young master?" Yi Feng looked at the horse that was more than one head taller than him and swallowed: "You are not kidding, are you?"

"No." Ling Jue turned over and dismounted when he said this, and stroked the obedient horse's head: "But, this horse has a bit of a weird temper."

Yi Feng squeezed out a smile on his face: "Strange? Young Master, you, you scared me!"

Yi Feng is already older than his peers. When he smiles like this, his eyes are full of folds.

Ling Jue stuffed the reins into Yi Feng's hand and deliberately put on a very worried look: "This horse is very stubborn. If you can't tame it and lead it away, it won't be happy."

Ling Jue symbolically patted Yi Feng on the shoulder: "Good luck."

Then, regardless of Yi Feng's mood, he ran to catch up with the team ahead.

Fortunately, considering that the female family members kept the team slow even on horseback.

"Father." Ling Jue took the reins of the BMW under Pingyang Hou's crotch and took the initiative to pull the horse: "Yi Feng said, are you looking for me?"

Pingyang Hou nodded, but the topic did not directly touch the point: "Je'er, where is your horse?"

My strange appearance has been whispered by many people along the way, and even my father has to ask curiously.

After all, it is rare for the prince who is a dignified prince to hold a horse that does not ride for transportation, and it is also a rare thing to wander around the team.

Ling Jue looked up at the back of the endless team, and had not seen Yi Feng's figure for a long time: "Oh, my horse, it's Yi Feng's place. I think he has nothing to do, and training is also a good thing."

No... Ling Jue looked back several times, feeling strange.

When he left Beijing, Yue'er came to him specifically, saying that he wanted to ride a horse and be majestic.

Therefore, the night before leaving, Ling Jue hesitated and struggled in the stable for half an hour.

It is just to find a fast-paced person and walk steadily, and at the same time, he must be the most docile person.

That horse is very docile.

"Dad, what's the matter with Jue'er?" Ling Jue decided to deal with the matter at hand first, and then turn it over and take a look.

If Yi Feng was so stupid that he could not even tame a horse. What's worse, if the horse was frightened again, it would cause a lot of commotion.

Based on the distance, the one who suffers from the brunt is Yue'er!

"Dad, Yi Feng may not be able to deal with a horse by himself. Jue'er will go back and take a look first." Ling Jue had no choice but to make a decision.

If my father was angry and his sister was frightened, he could only take care of one end, and the latter was more heartbreaking.
Chapter completed!