Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

Song Qingchen secretly smiled.He really wanted to look back at He Yuan's expression, whether he could still maintain a calm and easy look?

What He Yuan was going to say, he had already made up his mind about it.It's just that I didn't know how to face it for a while, so I had to deliberately change the topic.

By the way, tell each other to calm down.

Song Qingchen thought to himself, he has always been cautious about love.Don't want to fall into it easily, in case others can pinch yourself.But for a while, he couldn't figure out whether He Yuan was real or not.

Just relying on a pair of skins?What's more, this skin is not his own.

Thinking of this is inexplicably frustrating.

Song Qingchen laughed at himself, and said to him: "Thank you for taking me to ride the horse, and having a good time."

The next moment, Song Qingchen put on his usual indifferent official face: "I have been in Fengjing for a long time, and I can't leave half a step. I am very happy that you shared such a beautiful scenery with me and gave me a hairpin."

He Yuan was still silent, but the hand resting on his waist trembled a little.

Song Qingchen said nothing, just looked at the stream next to him.The stream water was extremely clear, and the water reflected the surrounding greenery, as well as the reflections of their people and horses.Looking at the reflection, I saw that He Yuan was in a daze at the moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nearby, an unnamed pheasant fluttered its wings and flew up to the top of the tree with a huff. Only then did He Yuan say, "You don't believe me." The tone was calmer than the stream on the ground, and no waves could be heard.

Song Qingchen was still looking at the stream, pretending to be stupid: "What are you referring to?"

The person behind sighed for a long time, and said calmly: "You have a clever mind, how can you not understand?" He laughed at himself as he said that, "You just don't believe me."

"I didn't doubt what you meant," Song Qingchen felt a little unbearable when he heard his tone of voice, he turned his head slightly, and explained with lowered eyes, "I'm not what you think..."

The rest of the words were blocked by He Yuan's lips.

The kiss wasn't as strong as it used to be.There is no arbitrariness or aggression in this statement, but it is extremely gentle and gentle.As if afraid that he would be shocked, afraid that he might misunderstand something, he was trying to interpret the twists and turns in this person's heart.

In this tranquil scene, this gentle and slow kiss is easy to indulge in.

Song Qingchen seemed to have forgotten how he had made a decision in his heart just now, how to change the topic to keep each other cold.

For the first time, he felt a strange impulse, and unknowingly, he responded greenly.It seemed that he was also trying to explain the entanglement and anxiety in his heart.He didn't quite understand why he made such a move, but he still couldn't restrain his thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, He Yuan suddenly let go of him, and at the same time dodged back, with the undiminished desire still floating on his face.

"No more going down." He Yuan's eyes shone brightly, made a small swallowing movement, and then said with a smile: "This is no one's land, please stay calm."

It's not hard to hear that his breath was a little unsteady when he spoke, as if he was holding back something.

Song Qingchen was embarrassed by what he said, and hurriedly turned around, pretending to be calm and said: "The one who should be safe, isn't it you?"

"Yes, you have never been restless." Song Qingchen looked into the distance and laughed softly.After a while, he lightly pulled the rein, wanting to drive the horse forward.

After seeing his intention, He Yuan took the reins and let the horse go forward, walking along the stream like a walk.

"But aren't you addicted to it and can't extricate yourself?" He Yuan only said something lightly, but didn't say anything to shock him.

The horse's hoof stepped on the flowers and plants on the ground, and once and for all, it slightly bumped the person on the horse.The sound of hooves echoed in the forest, with a slow rhythm and a sense of leisure.

The two were enjoying themselves, when suddenly a squirrel sprang out from the flowers and plants, hopped to the ground, and slipped under the horse's hoof.The black lima was frightened and quickly retreated, its steps became chaotic.

Song Qingchen was originally absent-minded, but this shock caused him to tilt his body, directly lost his balance, and fell backwards.

The horse's movement is not big, and it is nothing to a person who is good at riding.He Yuan was about to comfort the horse under him, but the person in front of him suddenly fell into his arms.For a moment, in front of and under the body, I don't know which side to look at first.

He quickly supported Song Qingchen to sit up, and at the same time deliberately kept a fist distance from Song Qingchen.

After all, He Yuan himself is not quite sure what will happen any closer.

Song Qingchen didn't notice this, he just stabilized his body and wanted to find something to support him.He casually touched something next to it, and grabbed it with the force of the tilt.

However, this touch made him feel that something was wrong, it was warm and extremely resilient...

thigh.

After Song Qingchen was shocked, he hurriedly withdrew his hand.He should persuade himself that if he really doesn't have any thoughts about He Yuan, he should calmly say "It wasn't intentional".

It's just that the current self, not only can't say these four words, but feels his face is burning.He opened his mouth guiltily, but he still didn't know what to say in this situation.

Just when he was embarrassed, He Yuan suddenly smiled bitterly: "Why do you always make things difficult for me?" He handed the rein to Song Qingchen again.

"He listens to you, you drive him to try."

Song Qingchen couldn't take it like this, thinking desperately in his mind, would the original owner know how to ride a horse?Now that I know nothing about riding has been exposed, how can I lie to myself.

"I didn't expect that you don't know anything about riding." He Yuan gave him a hand behind him.

Song Qingchen was a bit out of touch, and said sullenly: "Oh, I am a gentleman with six skills, all of them are useless. Is it your turn to say?" As he said, he turned his head away in a fit of anger, and shook the reins casually.

The horse didn't move at first, but when He Yuan pinched the horse's belly lightly, the horse walked away obediently.

Song Qingchen glanced back unconvinced: "What do you mean?"

"Help me." He Yuan smiled, and helped his elbow, "Go on, let's play with you for a while."

Song Qingchen was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I... I am a prince, I don't know these things, don't you think it's a little funny?"

After all, in the setting of "Da Liang Dynasty", this is really strange.Even if he puts more emphasis on literature than martial arts, Mr. Wang and grandson don't know how to equestrian, which is simply a miracle.

"You can't be right." He Yuan said slowly, without irony, "You can't play horses, but you gave me a chance."

Song Qingchen was surprised, and couldn't help laughing twice, "What chance?"

"A chance to please you." After He Yuan finished speaking, he grabbed the reins again and rode his horse violently, and the two of them galloped out from this small world.

The light suddenly brightened, and Song Qingchen narrowed his eyes to look.Not far in front of you is an empty mountain ridge, and under the blue and white sky, there are undulating emerald colors like waves.

There were echoes of iron hooves, and the people behind him hugged him cherishedly.

He struggled in his heart for a long time, but still did not refuse.

It's easy to be suspicious if you come out for too long.Song Qingchen knew that among the civil servants, one or two were probably staring at him.

As for which force behind them belongs to, it is not very clear.Therefore, it was not unreasonable for Song Qingchen to rush back early.

When we returned to the colored carp pond at the back of the palace, it was still early.He Yuan carefully carried him off the horse, and asked with concern:

"Are you tired?"

Song Qingchen shook his head, suddenly remembered something, and groped around his waist.

He dug out a piece of jade from his secret pocket and handed it to He Yuan.

"Take this and go to my Prince Jing's mansion." Song Qingchen smiled at him, his eyebrows stretched, "I promised you. You take this and Chunxiang will personally take you to open the warehouse, and you will escort it Feng Yin, come up the mountain."

The matter of "promising", the two of them were talking like chickens and ducks.But He Yuan didn't care about this at the moment, he just looked at him in surprise.The thing lay quietly in his hand, it should have been cold, but now it felt extremely hot.

After all, the missing number this time is not 01:30.

"I have a bad reputation, so it's more appropriate for you to do this. If anyone asks, you can say that you captured the leader of the bandit in Northern Xinjiang and copied some valuable dirty goods from the den of thieves. It's not surprising, isn't it?"

Song Qingchen even thought of the reason for him, making it impossible for him to refuse the kindness.

On the side of Yu Jue, the seal character "Jing Wang Zhi Bao" is engraved.This is King Jing's seal, regardless of whether he has real power or not, this thing already represents King Jing's possessions.If he has evil intentions and takes this thing, he can do too many things.

He Yuan came to Fengjing City alone, was trapped here, and was ordered to be the admiral of the East Day Camp, and even had to pay for some military supplies out of his own pocket.The imperial court's payment is always postponed, and Pingnan Hou in the south is fighting against the Japanese, and the navy's expenditure is huge, so the imperial court naturally prioritizes the war.

As a result, He Yuan was already in dire straits regarding money.

He Yuan lowered his head and looked, it was indeed a fine piece of blue field jade.I put it in my hand for a long time, but didn't warm it up, as if...

He Yuan raised his head subconsciously, and looked at Song Qingchen with complicated eyes.Seeing his eyebrows and eyes at this time, there is still a sincere smile.

"Do what you want." Song Qingchen returned a warm look, and curled He Yuan's fingers, asking him to hold the "Treasure of King Jing".

Not long after, the jade seal gradually warmed in his fist.

He Yuan took a step back, and made a solemn official ceremony with the person in front of him:

"Thanks to the great kindness of His Royal Highness King Jing, He Mou will die forever."

Song Qingchen was taken aback by him, and smiled suddenly: "Don't die all day long, I don't want to hear it!" Then he looked at him playfully, "You traitor, when do you want to play bureaucratic talk with me?"

The colored carp pond rattled, and a big red carp jumped out of it, and the water splashed high in an instant.

He Yuan quickly pulled him aside, and straightened his shirt for him.

"I am leaving."

He Yuan spoke cautiously, although he knew that the other party would not stay.

Sure enough, Song Qingchen just nodded and walked towards the palace without saying a word.

He Yuan also turned around and walked into the woods.After a few steps, he stopped holding his breath, deliberately suppressed the sound of footsteps, and avoided the path.Turn your head and return to the colorful carp pond.

I saw Song Qingchen still beside the colored carp pond.He propped his hands on the edge of the pool, standing slumped in a daze, without the routine of the day.

He Yuan looked at him for a moment, his heart seemed to be gently grabbed by something.In the next moment, he rushed up and hugged him from behind.

"It's very hot, why don't you go back to cool off?"

Song Qingchen frowned slightly, his lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

"Looking at the fish? Still thinking of me?"

He Yuan looked aggressive again.But he immediately let go of him, and then laughed: "If you really don't like me at all, why waste your time here?"

Song Qingchen didn't turn his head, still staring at the swimming fish in the pond.

"I'm really leaving this time. There are still some trivial matters in the battalion. Among the remaining cavalry, two are my confidantes. One has a scar on his forehead, and the other has a slight limp on his left foot, but his face is very handsome and easy to recognize. .”

He Yuan didn't force him to turn his head back, but only looked at his back and said:

"They will help you if something happens, you can rest at ease."

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and with a horse neighing, Song Qingchen looked back slowly.

There was no one in the forest, and the branches beside the path swayed slightly with inertia.