The horse rope in his hand tightened again, and the inexplicable trembling in his heart also rose spontaneously.
Cheng Jingyu would not be timid if she were facing anyone.
Because it was Fu Yanci, she had to take a deep breath even to move forward.
Hei Hong paced over with his hands on the horse's belly. After seeing Fu Yanci's golden horse with its superior appearance, it seemed that it was a little bit shorter because it was shorter.
Cheng Jingyu was bumped on the horse's back. Fortunately, she held the horse's rope tightly and was not knocked off.
However, Fu Yanci sneered: "The horse really follows the master."
What he meant was that Cheng Jingyu's horse was as domineering as hers.
But in Cheng Jingyu's ears, she thought Fu Yanci was praising her horse for being beautiful.
So Cheng Jingyu said: "Thank you, your horse too."
Fu Yanci: "......"
He used the most patience in his life: "Aren't you unwilling to see me? The road is facing the sky, you go first."
Cheng Jingyu was unconsciously following Fu Yanci. .
I always felt that I didn't know what to say when I saw Fu Yanci head-on, and the fact that he was drunk was blocking his mind.
Cheng Jingyu paused and whispered, "I don't want to see you."
"Really, the princess's lying skills are really not very good, no more than barely."
Not only were the words sarcastic, there was also a faint sneer on Fu Yanci's lips when he raised his head.
There is a feeling that everything has been messed up by oneself.
Fu Yanci had a bad impression of him originally, so his willingness to accept Jin Yinxuan was considered a step back for him.
And just now, haven't you been comparing yourself to Tang Weiyang?
Although she knew what Fu Yanci liked more, when it was Cheng Jingyu's turn, she still didn't know how to behave and didn't know how to make Fu Yanci happy.
Pointing to the path not far away, spring flowers and plants were vying to grow, and on the winding path, a small lake was vaguely visible.
Cheng Jingyu asked: "Can we go there?"
Fu Yanci originally looked away, but after hearing this, he turned to look at Cheng Jingyu with an impatient look on his face.
"What to do?"
Before Cheng Jingyu could speak, he sneered again: "Push me down again when no one is paying attention? Or is the princess going to order someone to skin me again?"
Cheng Jingyu was surprised: "How could I... skin you?"
"I forgot, it's easy for you to fall out if you don't drink, let alone if you drink, of course you won't admit it."
But after saying this, Fu Yanci felt bored again.
He was at ease with everyone, and it was his nature not to get involved.
But every time he met Cheng Jingyu, he couldn't control his temper at all.
I can't count the number of times because a person lost control. To him, it was very inappropriate.
But Cheng Jingyu obviously did not have this awareness.
When she mentioned being drunk, her cheeks turned pink inexplicably.
But the spring breeze blew her hair up again, covering her temples, leaving only her big eyes exposed.
She blinked innocently, just like she looked innocent and pitiful after being kissed by him that night.
Fu Yanci patiently shook off the inappropriate thoughts in his mind.
But his very impatient expression fell in Cheng Jingyu's eyes, as if he didn't want to have contact with him for a moment.
The astringency in my heart became heavier.
She originally just wanted to be alone with Fu Yanci, but now she had to say: "Did you... pick up my handkerchief?"
"What kind of veil?" Fu Yanci said in a bad tone.
Could it be that he had misunderstood and thought that Nie Wenxun meant that Fu Yanci had picked up his handkerchief.
"It's just a water-blue handkerchief with mandarin ducks embroidered on it. I still took it with me when I went to the prison yesterday, but it disappeared after I left the prison. Prince Wenxun wanted the Marquis Mansion, and I thought—"
So I hid for a long time and had to talk to him because of the veil.
Fu Yanci nodded clearly: "How can I prove it's yours?"
Is it really at his place?
Cheng Jingyu's eyes lit up: "I won't take such an old veil even if it is given to others. Can you return it to me?"
In fact, the veil is obviously an old thing.
Since Cheng Jingyu would be taken to the prison and she went to find Yu Nixiu, she must have a deep relationship with her mother.
He didn't want to hide a veil, but he didn't like Cheng Jingyu's attitude very much.
"Give it back to you?" Fu Yanci looked for it in his sleeve pocket unintentionally: "It's a pity that I didn't bring it with me."
Cheng Jingyu nodded clearly: "It doesn't matter, just send someone to deliver it to me after you return home."
"Send it off?" Fu Yanci sneered: "Your emperor keeps a close eye on me because he is afraid that it will be inconvenient for me to get close to you."
This doesn’t work either?
It seemed that Xiao Shenggao's annoying attitude was equivalent to the degree to which he was deeply in Fu Yanci's heart.
"Then... I'll send Su Yi to get it?"
Fu Yanci turned around, but still couldn't tell what he was thinking: "Princess's battle is always high-profile, so it's better to skip it."
He pinched the horse's belly, and the golden horse started running slowly, but maintained a speed that could make people keep up.
And it was aimed at the lake he didn't want to go to just now.
If Nie Wenxun were here, he would definitely say that someone is a wolf with a big tail.
He said that he was afraid that Cheng Jingyu would have a big battle, but he was afraid that Cheng Jingyu wouldn't follow.
But Cheng Jingyu had no time to care about this and just followed her seriously: "Then, what should we do?"
He refused to be alone with her, and refused to let her send someone to get it.
Fu Yanci suddenly said: "Have you tried the warm spring in Jinyinxuan?"
"?"
Cheng Jingyu froze and didn't understand why Fu Yanci suddenly mentioned Jinyinxuan and Nuanquan.
"I haven't, haven't tried."
Jinyinxuan was originally her gift to Fu Yanci. After it was completed, she personally paid attention to the layout inside.
Apart from that, not a single pot of tea has been brewed.
Did Fu Yanci mean to ask her to go to Jinyinxuan?
That's right, that's right.
She almost forgot that the Jinyinxuan Quilt was the one they used to cover up people's eyes. If she wanted to give something back and have a cup of tea, naturally it would be better there.
"Then I'll go to Jinyinxuan to find you tomorrow," Cheng Jingyu made up her mind: "I almost forgot, I haven't been there for a long time."
But she almost forgot a sentence and silently stepped on Fu Yanci's fault.
"you forgot?"
So if Da Zhenzhan dug a tunnel, could it be that it was also a plaything on her whim?
She, Cheng Jingyu, was in a good mood, so she casually rewarded her with a large village.
Are you in a bad mood and want to skin him?
The lake has arrived.
A small clear pool was rippled by the wind, with weeping willows hanging gloomily on both sides.
Fu Yanci got off his horse, picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and splashed it into the water.
Cheng Jingyu felt as if she had silently offended someone again.
