After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 286 Paying homage to Brothers
Fifteen was surprised: "My lord?"

Chu Nianshan rode a black horse, still dressed in white and spotless.

"I'll come over and take a look."

His eyes fell on Lin Zhiyu.

"I don't mind if you want to go."

Lin Zhiyu raised his head suddenly. Before he spoke, he knew what he was thinking?
Chu Nianshan added: "After hearing about you, Fifteen and Nineteen are very curious about you."

"Yeah." After saying this, Lin Zhiyu responded softly.

When Lin Xiaolian saw this, she quickly said: "Then let's go, Miss. I'll stay here to help Miss pack her things."

Chu Nianshan nodded towards Shififteen, who immediately pulled out a horse from the backyard.

"Fifteen take a step first, you and me." Chu Nianshan stretched out his hand to Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu was slightly startled: "Just riding a horse?"

"The mountain road is rugged and difficult for a carriage to travel."

Lin Zhiyu took into account the differences between men and women and did not move for a while.

Chu Nianshan still had that paralyzed face, and his tone was still calm: "My heart is open, what are you afraid of?"

"My lord, the princess's share has been prepared." Fifteen said at the right moment.

Now if Lin Zhiyu couldn't talk, it would seem a little unkind.

Forget it, a gentleman is magnanimous and has no trouble in his heart, so why bother about this.

Lin Zhiyu put his hand on Chu Nianshan's hand. Like Zhou Zijin, it had a thick layer of calluses.

The only difference is that Chu Nianshan's palms are slightly cold, just like...his person, deserted.

As soon as Chu Nianshan exerted his strength, Lin Zhiyu was pulled onto the horse and sat firmly in front of Chu Nianshan.

Lin Zhiyu's field of vision suddenly broadened, and he grabbed the horse's mane slightly nervously.

"You've never ridden a horse?" Chu Nianshan frowned.

Lin Zhiyu nodded lightly: "Dad used to take me and Lin Minghua out, and there was only one horse, so I could only watch from the side."

Chu Nianshan sighed inaudibly: "Sit tight."

Fifteen went out first, while Chu Nianshan patted the horse, as if to imply something.

Speeding all the way, the morning wind blows in my face along with the sunshine.

I have to say that today is a rare day of good weather.

Lin Zhiyu also gradually relaxed from being nervous at the beginning. He looked around with a pair of dark eyes, marveling at the scenery along the way.

"Huh-" Chu Nianshan pulled back the reins, and the horse neighed.

"Just walk a little further and we'll be there." Chu Nianshan turned over and dismounted.

Lin Zhiyu hesitated for a moment and followed suit, but when she landed, her figure was unstable and she was about to fall. The person next to her stretched out a hand and gently pulled her back collar.

With this power, Lin Zhiyu avoided the danger of sprained feet.

This person still likes to pick up people by their collars as always.

Before Lin Zhiyu's grateful gaze could be cast, the latter put his hands behind his back, glanced at Lin Zhiyu's tangled mane, and coughed lightly.

"The fifteenth should be here already, let's go."

Lin Zhiyu followed his gaze and naturally saw his masterpiece.

Alas, I really shouldn’t have come.

Lin Zhiyu thought with some melancholy.

The black horse let out a dissatisfied breath and stamped its front hooves, as if to express its dissatisfaction.

Chu Nianshan said: "I know, go back and find Hu Si to comb your hair again."

The dark horse finally calmed down.

Chu Nianshan walked up with his feet, and Lin Zhiyu also quickly picked up her skirt, but his steps were long and Lin Zhiyu had to jog two steps.

"That black horse seems to really understand what you are saying." Chu Nianshan glanced at the ground and slowed down: "Everything has a spirit."

"But you like white so much, why did you choose the black horse?" Lin Zhi adjusted his steps and found that he could just walk side by side with him.

"Who told you I like white?"

"You always wear white." Lin Zhiyu pointed to Chu Nianshan's clothes, wondering in her heart, how could this man not get dirty even though he was wearing white clothes?
"Then I like white." Chu Nianshan's steps became lighter, and Lin Zhiyu didn't notice it at all.

His concise and concise answer made Lin Zhiyu unable to continue.

After another silence, Lin Zhiyu couldn't stand such an atmosphere. After thinking about it, he realized that the other party had helped him several times and saved Zhou Zijin. After all, he should be grateful.

"Thank you very much for what happened before, including Zi Jin's share." Lin Zhiyu said sincerely.

Chu Nianshan kept walking and just nodded to show that he heard it.

Lin Zhiyu thought for a while and then asked: "Where is Zi Jin now? If he is on a mission to Xirong, he..."

Unexpectedly, Chu Nianshan interrupted unceremoniously: "His current status is not convenient for him to appear in front of others."

The speed of speech is a little urgent, and the pace is also a little faster.

Lin Zhiyu looked up and saw that not far away, Fifteen had arrived and was clearing away weeds.

She thought Chu Nianshan was in a bad mood because of Seventeen and Nineteen, so she stopped talking.

Just like what Fifteenth said, there are more than a dozen tombstones of various sizes in that area, some old and new. The two latest ones are those of Seventeenth and Nineteenth.

There are also only code names on it.

The three of them burned the paper and lit the incense. They were silent and the atmosphere became solemn for a moment.

Before leaving, Chu Nianshan sprinkled a pot of rice wine on the two new tombs.

"In the future, don't be reincarnated as a human being. It's too painful." He murmured, which clearly reached Lin Zhiyu's ears.

Fifteen leaned into Lin Zhiyu's ear: "Let's wait aside first. The Lord is used to standing alone for a while."

Fifteen cleaned up under the shade of the tree and motioned to Lin Zhiyu to stand over.

"Princess is different from rough people like us. The Lord said, be careful." Fifteen scratched his head, showing a bit of embarrassment.

Lin Zhiyu's gaze remained on the motionless figure: "You said that he picked you all up, so he also taught you all your kung fu?"

"Yes, but it's also wrong. Some of us knew it before, and some learned it later. The Lord himself is also learning, and he teaches while learning."

Fifteen's tone was filled with envy: "My Lord is the smartest person I have ever met. He can understand everything he says."

"What about you before? What did you do before?"

Fifteen did not expect Lin Zhiyu to ask this question, and blushed: "I, I used to be a thief."

"I stole a bun and was about to be beaten to death. It was the Lord who took me away."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly thought of something.

Everyone in the world suffers.

The princes are like this, and so are the people.

After going down the mountain, Chu Nianshan did not follow the way he came. Instead, he went around to the nearest post station and rented a carriage.

"Don't be in a hurry to go back." Chu Nianshan said, "If you grab Lielie again, he will get angry when he goes back."

Lielie is the name of the dark horse.

Lin Zhiyu was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a place to drill.

Looking around, there were no cracks in the ground. The boy had prepared a carriage.

Lin Zhiyu immediately got in.

Chu Nianshan still rode on horseback, leaving Fifteen behind to drive.

When they were about to reach the other courtyard, a figure suddenly rushed out from the roadside and just rolled to the ground, blocking Lin Zhiyu's carriage.

Fifteen's scalp exploded, and he pulled the reins tightly.

The man on the ground shouted hysterically: "Help -"