Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 307

"Follow me!" Xiao Lang turned around and held Xinmeng's catkin.

Before Xinmeng could react, he had already carried her onto the horse and sat in his arms.

"Yan Qing, follow up later." Xiao Lang threw down a word, clamped the horse's belly, the horse neighed, raised its hooves and ran happily, and ran towards the south along the official road.

Behind the flying dust, in front of the post station stood Yan Qing with an expressionless face, and Gu Lianshan with a helpless face.

Seeing the horse running away, Gu Lianshan turned back to the post station to greet his subordinates who had finished their meal, and ordered them to pack up and set off immediately to chase after the "abducted" young lady.

The horse was running fast, and the wind was blowing from the front, pouring into her mouth and nose, making her very uncomfortable.

A muffled laugh came from the top of his head, Xiao Lang noticed her embarrassment, he held her slender arms tightly, and patiently taught her: "Little idiot, keep your mouth shut, follow the horse's galloping rhythm, use your nose to evenly breathe."

Trying to breathe with the method he taught, Xinmeng found that it really worked.But after a while, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

Relaxed, she can finally enjoy the scenery along the way.

On this section of the road, there are some low hillsides on one side of the official road.Probably because after the Mid-Autumn Festival, autumn is getting more and more intense. Some of the leaves on the hillside have turned red, while others are just yellow. The red leaves and yellow leaves are mixed together, which is really beautiful.

On the other side is a winding river.The river water is clear and glows golden under the sunlight.They walked for several miles, and the small river was still parallel to the official road.At the end of the official road is the lower reaches of the small river.

"Mengmeng, do you like what you see?" His voice was not loud, but she heard it clearly.

Without thinking about it, she replied loudly: "I like it! The scenery here is beautiful!"

Xiao Lang laughed happily: "The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is even more beautiful! I must take you there, walk the path I walked, and see the scenery I have seen!"

His smile infected Xinmeng, and she couldn't help but bend her lips, thinking that she had lived in seclusion all year round, and seeing this kind of scenery already felt extremely beautiful, so the Jiangnan he talked about, isn't it a fairyland on earth?
"I'm looking forward to it..." she murmured, leaning back involuntarily.

Sensing her active approach, Xiao Lang curled the corners of his mouth, and calmly pushed his thick chest up, allowing her to sit with his back against him more comfortably.

Unknowingly, she ran for more than 20 miles, and Xinmeng was a little worried after not seeing the people behind catch up for a long time.

But how did she know that Xiao Lang's mount is a Dawanliang horse that can travel thousands of miles a day, its whole body is black and shiny, except for the white fur on each of the four hooves, so it is named Treading Snow.

Not to mention that there is a heavy-duty carriage in the team behind, even if you leave the carriage and ride alone to chase, it is not easy to catch up with Texue.

It happened that the small river next to the official road turned not far ahead, forming a large flat sandy beach. Xinmeng was overjoyed, and pointed to that place and said, "Eighth prince, I'm a little tired, can we go there to rest, okay? "

"Okay." Xiao Lang agreed very readily.

Even if she didn't mention it, he was ready to find a place to stop and rest.He didn't want to tire her out on the first day on the road.

After all, for a person who is riding a horse for the first time, the journey of more than 20 miles is very hard.I can't see it for the time being, but after a night's sleep, the consequences of excessive riding will be revealed.

If this made her feel fearful about the trip to the south of the Yangtze River, wouldn't it be worth the loss for him.

(End of this chapter)