She even drank two cups of hot tea, "Ziling, no matter where you go, I will follow you, OK?"

He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "do you follow me to the battlefield?"

"Can't you?" she asked softly

"It's dangerous on the battlefield."

She looked at him innocently: "follow you, how can I be dangerous?"

He laughed and said in a loud voice, "since you are not afraid, what else am I afraid of? Xiaji, in fact, after we get married, I won't have too many days to go on a personal expedition. "

"Why?"

His brow became serious, and his voice was very low: "because my father has been dead for a long time. Before I came out to meet him this time, he was very ill..."

What the sick emperor fears most is not his son's filial piety around him, but his son's hope that he will die early so that he can inherit the throne as soon as possible. In addition, there are some common tricks of the royal family, which Zi Ling doesn't want to pay attention to, and has no time to pay attention to. In order to get his father's peace of mind to leave, he simply goes out to meet his father in person to avoid a lot of trouble.

Worried about the despicable coup d'etat in the imperial court, the 100000 troops had been on the border of Chen Bing. Until the last moment, if the counsellors did not bring news, he would not go back easily.

However, he did not say the reason, so as to avoid her unnecessary anxiety.

After his father's death, he will be in charge of the country, and it is unlikely that he will fight for many years. It is because of this that he dares to marry her and give her a stable home.

The dusk of Huaiyang comes early, and the suburbs are cold and clear.

In front is the boarding courtyard of the wedding procession. At this time, there are only two men and women walking leisurely on the post road.

The setting sun reddened most of the sky. Xia Ji looked up at the direction of the sun. For a long time, she felt that she had never been so warm.

She suddenly let go of Zi Ling's hand and ran quickly. Zi Ling didn't understand her meaning. She ran a long distance and then turned back. She said with a smile: "Zi Ling, you come after me..."

He said with a smile, "what should I do if I catch up with you?"

"If you catch up Hee hee... "

She ran away.

He gazed at her back behind her. She is not like the wide robes and big sleeves of the women in the imperial city. Instead, she has changed into the Hufu riding and shooting he prepared for her, which is convenient for her to travel. However, this simple dress does not damage her soft beauty at all. Her long legs are lifted up, and her running figure is like a lively and free deer in the forest, elegant and smart, just like an elf dancing with the flying autumn sun

He suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar. In a beautiful place, a lovely little girl always ran around with a group of beautiful animals

He chased up with a smile

Twilight has come, and the rustling birds in the woods have begun their own evening singing.

A pair of men and women chasing and frolicking did not notice that a pair of angry wolf eyes on the top of an ancient pine tree, the devil's heart, was filled with wolf's poison and hatred.

The faint light of the red night pearl supports the cold breath in the chest. Originally, he should find a place to hide, dedicated to healing, not to be disturbed, there is also a chance of recovery.

However, after he left in anger, he suddenly remembered that after Ziman died, he was afraid that Zheng Mugong would not let her go, so he followed her all the way. He thought, he should take her away, in any case, should take her by his side, but where there is a breath, never let her fall into anyone's hands.

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