Meng Dong

Anyway, this matter finally came to a result, Jiang Liu finally made a choice for herself, although even Meng Dong didn't know whether this result was good or bad for her, but at least for now Said that it was a decision she made in accordance with her own heart, and no matter what consequences she would bear for this in the future, she would face what her life would eventually become because of this decision, and she would face it alone.

Accompanying Yan Hong to watch Xu Weidan's jokes, this day's trip to Qiwu Hall is also considered to be over.For Meng Dong himself, he was so fortunate that he could leave Qiwu Coffin and return to the Nanjun Palace, and resume the peaceful and comfortable life before.

Although in fact he only stayed in Qiwu Coffin for a few hours - it was obviously the place where he grew up and considered his home, but now it only brought him endless dullness and depression.

Compared with here, Meng Dong has no way not to like the life in Nanjun Palace, or, the life beside Yan Hong.

The longer they get along, the more Meng Dong doesn't know how to evaluate Yan Hong.

He's always more complicated than you think, and you'll never feel bored when he's around.Maybe it's because of his personality, or because of his years of indulging in fun, Yan Hong always has the ability to make the most ordinary and subtle things very interesting.

Meng Dong has never experienced such a life since he grew up to this day, he is relaxed and at ease, always full of expectations.

Although he knows better than anyone else that such a day cannot last long, he still has his own things to do.But occasionally when he dreams back at midnight, he will look at the person next to the pillow, and he will be in a trance for a moment. If he is just Meng Dong, can he continue this kind of life?

Afterwards, he couldn't help laughing at himself for having such a naive thought.Sure enough, people can't live comfortably, the more they get, the more they desire, and in the end they will only be more disappointed.

Yan Hong was not aware of Meng Dong's little thoughts, nor did he know what the person around him was thinking every day.But to him, it was as if he had suddenly found new fun, taking Meng Dong to experience things that he thought were a little boring before, and seeing surprises from the bottom of his eyes.

With such a beauty by his side, who wouldn't want to please him.

Yan Hong gradually discovered that Meng Dong was actually a very easy to satisfy person. He caught a fish with his own hands, won half a move in a game, or just because Yan Hong ordered Qingming to stop the soup for the day, he could see the smile in his eyes .

Although this person usually smiles most of the time, Yan Hong can tell that the smile at that time is different.This made him sometimes couldn't help but think, what kind of life did this person live in the Qiwu Pavilion before?Obviously he is quite a man of the city and exquisite, but he often shows such a simple and satisfied expression inadvertently.

So Yan Hong couldn't help but began to spend more thoughts on Meng Dong.

After Yan Hong personally changed Meng Dong's dressing for several days in a row, the hideous wound finally began to scab over. Although it appeared ugly on Meng Dong's fair arm, he didn't care about it. The recovery of his arm means that he can recover. Do more, that's enough for him.

Meng Dong is a person who has a hard time trusting others, and likes to do things himself, even for trivial matters.During the few days when his arm was injured, he was forced to rely on others for many things, which was not a good experience for him.

Yan Hong naturally sensed it too.Previously, because of Meng Dong's arm, the two of them spent most of their time in the mansion, doing small things like playing chess and fishing, so this time, he made some other arrangements.

Of course, Meng Dong is always the last to know.

Early the next morning, when Meng Dong was awakened from sleep by Yan Hong, he was still briefly stunned. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said blankly, "What time is it now? Why am I so sleepy today?"

Meng Dong played chess with this person for half a night the night before, and in the end he missed a move and lost. Lying on the couch, he couldn't help recalling the previous chess game in his heart. He couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and finally fell asleep. I woke up, but now I just feel sleepy and tired, and I can't lift my spirits.

Yan Hong has been freshened up. He is wearing a short black jacket with narrow sleeves. His hair is as long as ink and is tied high into a crown. He looks very capable and neat, handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary bearing.Meng Dong's gaze fell on him, and he couldn't take it away. He lost his mind for a moment, and just stared at him blankly, forgetting his sleepiness.

Yan Hong stood by the bed with his arms folded, seeing his rare and confused appearance, with a smile on his lips: "This king will take you to a good place today, hurry up to wash and change clothes, and don't wait until it's time."

Meng Dong stared at him blankly, and it took him a long time before he replied, "Okay."

Seeing Yan Hong's attire, Meng Dong had a premonition that Yan Hong was going to take him out of the mansion, but when he finally saw the two tall horses, he was still taken aback.

The sky is only slightly brighter, so it is still cool.Meng Dong was wearing a white short jacket of the same style as Yan Hong's. Unlike Yan Hong's own heroic spirit, he looked more refreshing.In front of him were two fine horses, one black and one white. The black one was scratching the ground impatiently to protest the approach of others, while the white one seemed much more obedient, even when Meng Dong stretched out his hand. He moved forward, letting his fingers land on his head.

Meng Dong has grown up to this day, and spends most of his time in the Qiwu Hall, painstakingly arranging and managing it. The man has raised a group of obedient subordinates for him who are not very capable, and all the things that seem to be difficult or even dangerous With these people to do it, there are not many things that Meng Dong needs to do by himself, and he has lost a lot of experience because of this.

Therefore, he seldom had the opportunity to ride a horse, let alone a fine horse rubbing against his fingers so intimately like now.

Meng Dong ran down the mane of the white horse over and over again, the joy on his face was beyond words, and he even couldn't help turning his head to look at Yan Hong with those beautiful eyes, which were shining with tiny gleams.

Yan Hong knew that he was sharing with himself, and even showed off a bit. He curled up his lips, reached out and patted the restless black horse beside him, and raised his jaw towards Meng Dong: "It's rare to see it so Darling, it looks like it likes you very much."

The smile in Meng Dong's eyes was even bigger, he even leaned over to touch the white horse, and then turned his head and said to Yan Hong: "Will the lord take me to ride a horse today?"

"More than that," Yan Hong pointed to the quiver hanging on the horse, "It's really boring to be bored in the mansion every day. When your arm is better, I will take you to the paddock and wait for the noon to heat us up. You can go to the nearest Taoist temple outside the city to take a cool off. But..." Yan Hong glanced at Meng Dong's arm, "I actually regret it now, your wound has only healed after all, if you are not careful, it might burst. It's time to rest again, and those medicines may have to be taken again."

Meng Dong turned his head to look at the white horse beside him, and then looked down at his arm, the smile on his face faded a little.He doesn't know how long he can stay by Yan Hong's side, this kind of opportunity may be the only one today...

Yan Hong immediately noticed the depression on his face, stretched out a finger to lift his chin, raised his lips and said, "So I feel that when you go out of the city, you ride with me first, and then you get on the horse by yourself when you get to the paddock." How about just running around?"

Meng Dong tilted his head and looked at Yan Hong, with a smile on his lips: "Thank you, my lord."

Yan Hong patted the back of the black horse with his hand back, grabbed the rein and jumped on the horse, and after sitting firmly, stretched out his hand to Meng Dong: "Come on."

Meng Dong raised his head and met Yan Hong's eyes, those eyes were deep and dark, but with a gentleness that made people fall.Meng Dong blinked vigorously, then stretched out his good arm, allowing Yan Hong to pull himself onto the horse's back.

Perhaps because he is used to being comfortable, Yan Hong doesn't like to bring too many people with him when he travels. Even if he was going to the paddock today, he only brought two servants and two accompanying guards. Came to the paddock.

Meng Dong has never been to the paddock now, so he doesn't know if the paddocks elsewhere are as endless as this one, but they also reveal a bit of chilling meaning, which makes him can't help turning his head to look at Yan Hong. Yan Hong's face is rare. Seriously, he explained slowly: "When my father was defending Jiangling City, he fought to the death with the people of Beiliang here. I heard from General Gao that after the war, the corpses here were all over the place and blood flowed into rivers. The yin that makes people dare not approach. My father stationed the army here and built a training ground. Later, due to other reasons, the army changed camps, and this place was abandoned. My father decided to build it into a paddock, occasionally come to hunt."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Meng Dong's ear: "Speaking of which, I haven't been here for many years."

Meng Dong turned over from his horseback and looked in all directions.Decades have passed, and after repeated repairs, there are actually no traces of the original here, especially the lush trees everywhere, and there may be various animals hidden in the forest, full of vitality, but still It makes people feel a bit bleak.

Meng Dong had never experienced a real war, and he couldn't imagine how tragic it would have been in this paddock, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

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Yan Hong was still on the horse, watching Meng Dong's back. After a while, he glanced at the guard at the side. The guard immediately understood, let go of the rein in his hand, and the white horse, which seemed to like Meng Dong very much, walked briskly. Going over, he rubbed Meng Dong's face very warmly.

Meng Dong was stunned for a moment, and a smile slowly emerged.

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