Love on the Pillow: Pampering the Unscrupulous Queen

Chapter 88 Maple Forest Like Flaming Cardamom

The wind in Shuobei was bitingly chill.

Helian Yuanjia turned over and rode on the skinny horse that Feng Jun ordered to leave behind, and walked forward with difficulty, but before he had walked out for half an hour, he was already exhausted, fell off the horse with a plop, and even The strength to support himself to stand up was gone.

He slowly glanced at the old horse that was still hovering beside him, lying on the ground for a long time before struggling to lean on a nearby rock.

"Now the king is left with you." He patted the old horse's neck lightly and said with a wry smile.

The old horse snorted, lowered his head and rubbed his palm affectionately.

Helian Yuanjia looked up at the light blue sky, the autumn sun was not warm on the ground, and the sky above his head was wide and far away.

Helian Yuanjia narrowed his eyes slightly, took a leather water bag from the horse's back, and shook it in his hand to find that it was empty.

Throwing away the water bag in his hand, Helian Yuanjia slowly raised his head and continued to look at the sky above his head. His lips were slightly peeled due to thirst, and they were still blue-purple.

Suddenly, Helian Yuanjia, who seemed to be exhausted, suddenly propped up his upper body on the rocks beside him, then held the scimitar in his hand and slashed fiercely across the neck of the old horse beside him.The horse crashed to the ground before it could even let out its dying whine.

Helian Yuanjia went to the horse's neck to drink blood expressionlessly, and when he drank enough blood, the horse's body was already stiff.

He stood up indifferently, inserted the blood-stained scimitar into the scabbard, touched a pearl that was missing on the scabbard, a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

Getting up to avoid the old horse on the ground, Helian Yuanjia walked forward without looking back.

Not long after he walked out, he stopped.

In front, there was a row of glamorous women in long dresses. After seeing Helian Yuanjia, they all bent down and saluted: "Your Highness, Second Prince."

Helian Yuanjia looked at the group of women in front of him indifferently, and asked after a while: "Did Feng Jun let you go?"

Ya Lian nodded hesitantly, looked at Helian Yuanjia's unpredictable face and lowered her head slightly: "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish him, Your Highness the Prince."

Helian Yuanjia waved his hand lightly: "Let's go back for the punishment. The most important thing is to evacuate from the border of the Da'an Dynasty as soon as possible. Feng Jun will not let me off easily."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horseshoes not far away, and it sounded like there must be a lot of people on the other side.

"Your Highness, please get on your horse." Yalian said immediately.

With Ya Lian's support, Helian Yuanjia climbed onto the horse's back, then slammed the whip, and the steed galloped away.

"It's the guards of Youzhou." Ya Lian galloped on horseback at the same time, and she didn't forget to look back, and recognized the other party's identity with just one glance.

"Feng Jun..." Helian Yuanjia gave a strange laugh, "Although you have made me a match, but... I am not at a disadvantage either."

Ya Lian, who was following closely behind him, heard the words, and inadvertently glanced at Su Xuerou, who was riding hard behind the cavalry nearby, and remembered the pot of tea that Su Xuerou gave Su Qing, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

That kind of secret medicine was often used in the harem battles of the Xiongnu Dynasty. The medicine Helian Yuanjia gave Feng Jun was just the first antidote. Although it was the right medicine, it would also cause another problem. ...

If the residual poison is not completely eliminated, it may be difficult for Su Qing to conceive a child in this life.

And the remaining antidote is still in the hands of Helian Yuanjia, presumably because His Highness the Second Prince has not yet given up on that woman.

Ya Lian also felt a sense of resentment in her heart. Her Royal Highness is the most majestic eagle on the grassland and the warrior most loved by girls. Why did she just fall in love with a princess from the Central Plains?
But on the other side, Feng Jun and his party left the area of ​​Youzhou without haste, traveled for three consecutive days, and finally were about to join the main force.

The antidote Helian Yuanjia gave was the right medicine, and Su Qing could feel that the darkness in front of her eyes gradually had some illusory light and shadows appearing at these times.

Just for safety reasons, her eyes are still covered with a belt.

This day the carriage stopped in a forest.

Feng Jun wrapped Su Qing tightly in a big cloak, then took her hand and helped her out of the carriage: "The journey has been bumpy these past few days, isn't Li'er tired? Husband will take you to relax ,Rest."

Su Qing raised her lips slightly, and raised her chin to face the direction Feng Jun was speaking in: "Then please trouble Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Feng Jun smiled lightly and said nothing, and signaled the attendants to rest where they were, while she led Su Qing carefully up the nearby hillside.

Su Qing could feel that the mountain road under her feet was not rough, and it felt more like a mountain road paved with bluestone slabs.It's just that her keen sense of smell smelled a hint of soil, and it hasn't rained here these days.

Guessing that Feng Jun ordered people to pave this road in a short period of time, Su Qing suddenly had a complicated feeling in her heart.

How come there is a feeling that Zhou Youwang is playing with the princes, and she is the Baosi who is hard to smile?

Throwing away the absurd thoughts in her mind, Su Qing asked softly, "Prince, where is this place?"

Feng Jun turned her head to look at Su Qing's perfect side face after hearing the words, and slightly raised the corners of her lips after a while: "The princess of this palace has always been extremely intelligent, why don't you guess it? If you guess right, just do whatever you want." Ask me for it, as long as I have it."

Su Qing pursed her lips slightly, and said after a while: "The concubine can't guess."

Feng Jun held her hand and walked straight up. Hearing Su Qing's words, she pondered for a moment and then smiled faintly. Su Qing couldn't figure it out, maybe she just didn't want to guess it.

The two walked up all the way, and after walking for nearly half an hour, Su Qing was slightly out of breath.

Seeing this, Feng Jun simply picked up Su Qing and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.

Su Qing put her arms around Feng Jun's broad shoulders subconsciously, and buried her head in his arms after a while, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

About half an hour later, Su Qing felt the wind getting stronger and stronger, and guessed that she had already reached the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, Feng Jun stopped in her tracks, and at the same time gently placed Su Qing on the ground, pressed it against her ear and whispered, "Here we are."

Su Qing's heartbeat accelerated slightly upon hearing this.

Feng Jun stood behind Su Qing, wrapped her slender waist with one hand, put the other hand on the back of her head, gently untied the cloth belt tied behind her head, and stuck it to Su Qing's ear to continue Said: "Happy birthday, my princess."

The moment the cloth tape covering her eyes fell, Su Qing subconsciously narrowed her eyes to avoid the light.After she gradually got used to it, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw the fiery red maple leaves all over the mountains and plains.

On the high and low mountains, there is only a piece of crimson, like a flame and a red lotus, burning hot and blooming recklessly, as if to render the sky and the earth into a color as warm as blood.

Red from light to dark, with different shades, gradually laying out a thick and colorful autumn maple forest scene.

The border between the red mountains in the distance and the blue sky stretches to an invisible end. A gust of autumn wind blows, and there are clusters of flames entangled and dancing in the wind.Such a majestic picture scroll can only be created by the uncanny workmanship of nature.

Su Qing recalled in a daze that the second day of September was her birthday.

(End of this chapter)