Transmigration: How to Allure a Man

Xu Ying was soon taken down, and the garden was lively again. No one dared to mention the farce.

The big prince and imperial concubine's face was apologetic: "let you see the joke. The banquet is about to open. Madam Ouyang will come with me."

Qingqing thinks that the great prince and concubine is a good person to make friends with. Although Song Yu may be part of her passion, Qingqing thinks that she is a good person, not someone who will do anything.

The rest of the time, no one to provocation, Qingqing and the prince and concubine also have a good talk, in general, the day is still very good, better than staying at home moldy, since decided to stay in this world, the necessary interpersonal communication is indispensable.

But the princess was unexpected, because when she left, the princess gave her a special gift, a product that could not appear in this dynasty - wine.

Qingqing took a meaningful look at the imperial concubine: "imperial concubine, I'm looking forward to our next meeting. I'll leave."

The eldest imperial concubine didn't expect that her identity was seen through and didn't think much about it. She happily ordered her servants to send them out safely.

"Madame, why are you so happy?" Baosheng is a little confused. It seems that his wife has been so happy since she received these two cans of wine. But even if it's the most expensive wine, isn't it still wine? There's no need to be so happy.

Qingqing made a silent movement and said with a smile, "you don't understand." She had never seen the crossing girl before, but she was an enemy and couldn't be a friend. Now the prince and concubine really felt that it was worth associating with. Of course, she would wait for some time to observe.

In fact, Qingqing's present mood is that of meeting an old friend in a foreign country. Although they live in this dynasty, they do not belong to this dynasty. They will feel lonely in their hearts. But if they know that there is another person who also exists with them, how can they be unhappy in their hearts.

"Daddada ~" the sound of horse's hooves in my ear.

Looking for the sound of the horse's hooves, Qingqing saw a handsome man sitting on a horse, wearing a moon white silver dark pattern tuanhua brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist and a jade pendant sachet.

When the man saw Qingqing, he immediately turned over and dismounted. Qingqing also carried a skirt to greet him: "Why are you here?" This person is Song Yu. As soon as he appears, many of the noble women around him are blushing.

Song Yu laughed gently and said in a low voice, "I miss you. I'm used to having you with me three meals a day."

Qingqing blushed and said in a low voice, "how can you be so unorthodox? Be careful that your dignity will be broken."

Song Yu said: "how can I? Only you have seen me like this." Looking back at his car, he suddenly became interested: "do you want to ride a horse?"

Qingqing's eyes are bright, and she thinks of the education she received in the memory of the original owner. Women are not allowed to appear in public. If they really ride back together with Song Yu, it's uncertain what those jealous people will do.

Song Yu rubbed Qingqing's head and said, "don't think so much. Just be happy. Why do you want to give up what you like for others?"

Qingqing nodded and said, "let's go back."

Qingqing is not the first time to ride a horse, but it is the first time to ride a horse with someone you like. He said sweetly: "Hou ye, how about the princess?"

Song Yu's hand holding the reins tightened, her chin against her head: "didn't you just contact her? Why do you ask me

Qingqing laughed: "I think she is very good, but I still want to hear your opinion."

Song Yu chuckled: "if you can call me Song Yu as before, I'll tell you."

Qingqing is a little embarrassed, so she just becomes an ostrich, shrinks her head to her neck and refuses to speak.

Song Yu couldn't see her escape. Suddenly she clamped her legs. The horse received the master's instruction and ran forward.

Qingqing turns her eyes. Is Song Yu trying to scare her? Think about and Duanmu Yuling to avoid the pursuit of that time, can be more exciting than this time.

"Aren't you afraid?" He remembers that she doesn't know how to ride a horse. Did she learn it in the Marquis's palace of Jing'an? Song Yu suddenly feels depressed. He admits that he is jealous.

The speed of the horse is still speeding up. Although Song Yu doesn't say anything, Qingqing still feels the change of his mood. Is he angry? Her impression of Song Yu is not so naive.

After struggling for a long time, Qingqing couldn't guess why Song Yu was angry. She tentatively said, "Lord Hou?..." Song Yu Cousin The answer to her is the wind in her ear.

Qingqing is more strange. What's the matter? Moreover, the direction of the horse's advance is not the route to the Marquis's residence. Although she was not afraid to close her eyes, the road at this time was not as easy as it was in modern times. Where the horse's hooves passed, there would be bursts of dust and some small stones. Her eyes were very uncomfortable.

For a long time, Song Yu finally took the reins. The horse hissed, raised its front hooves, and then stopped steadily.

Qingqing opened her eyes and looked back and forth. She found that it was quite desolate. There was no village in front and no shop behind. There was only one mansion here.Qingqing pulled Song Yu's sleeve, turned his head to him as far as possible, and said, "Song Yu, what did you bring me here for?" Words with a bit of injustice, but also with a bit of coquetry.

Song Yu sighed and tightened her arm. "Don't you call me Marquis?"

Qingqing has some grievances. She also wants to call him by his name, but this dynasty does not allow her to do so, which is disrespectful to her husband. Ignoring Song Yu and grasping the saddle, he wanted to get off the horse by himself.

"Don't move. I'm not welcome to move any more." Song Yuteng took out a hand and patted Qingqing's buttocks. When Qingqing was quiet, he continued: "that's what we call it when there's no one in the future, you know?"

was very reluctant to make complaints about it. She could not help but Tucao, who still liked to teach her to love her with spanking.

Regardless of Qingqing's attitude, Song Yu turned over and dismounted, and then carefully took Qingqing off his horse back. "This is an industry of Dinghai Marquis's mansion. The environment is good, and there is also a hot spring. If you want, I will accompany you here for a few days."

Qingqing looked at him askew: "what about the early days?"

Song Yu took Qingqing's hand and laughed: "the emperor sympathized with me and made up for my marriage leave."

Qingqing pleasantly hugged Song Yu's arm and asked, "really?"

Song Yu nodded, and he knew that she would be happy: "there are dozens of tenant farmers around here. Because the noble people in the capital often come here to play, every family has collected all kinds of things that the city people love to eat. Today I'll have a rest, and tomorrow I'll take you."

Qingqing was more happy and said with a smile: "cousin, you are the best."

Song Yu smiles, but she doesn't change. If she has something to do, she calls her cousin. If she has nothing to do, she calls him Song Yu.