"Oh, if you say Princess 19, then you will go back to the emperor of Yan Dynasty." he said carelessly.

"Don't spoil the people of Yan Dynasty here."

"Spoil?" he joked: "if you want to be my concubine, you have to think about it? There are many people." he threw aside the post of the 19th Princess and put the 13th back.

I was a little relieved, afraid that he might see something. I pulled the quilt and said, "I'm going to sleep. Go out."

"You sleep with you. I think you sleep. Go out again." he said stubbornly.

I lay down and he gently pulled the quilt for me.

In fact, having such a brother is also excellent, but we are destined to be antagonistic.

All the time, I didn't sleep. After dawn, he went out and I breathed heavily.

Several waitresses brought hot water and let me clean my body. I found it more comfortable.

Out of the outer room, I saw pictures hanging everywhere.

Let me see, I opened my mouth. I don't know what to say? These paintings are my mother. I remember these strokes.

Each one, which I have never seen before, is more immature and insufficient than the mother's painting in my memory, but it is really her.

Is he trying to convince me that my mother is yelujue's concubine?

Didn't I believe it? My appearance, my height, and they are similar.

It's not that important.

There is a picture of my mother.

Still so beautiful, eyebrows like Dai, eyes like smoke, waist like a willow, sad eyes, I don't know where to look.

My mother's life is a sad one. I don't know her.

She is not happy, not happy at all. She always sighs. My father seldom talks to her.

I don't know, then why does mother have to follow my father? If she likes someone, then she can remarry.

Women are always full of puzzles. No one can completely understand them.

Or, she is temporarily moved, or, she wants to find a dependence and want to spend the rest of her life.

I don't know. It's her past. The painting is full of love poems, which is a woman's deep feelings.

I sighed and had everything rolled up.

The glow of ten thousand feet melted through the first day and was so beautiful that it glittered.

The grass stretching its waist shines with dew.

I heard that Yelv had many brothers and sisters, but I was the only one who could keep him.

I sat on a stone and looked at the running water.

He wants to make me happy and let me get used to it, but I can't be happy and I can't get used to it.

"Princess, it's windy here," cried the horse herder by the river.

This was originally a flattering remark, but I heard it. The voice was from Shangguan Yu.

I stood up, looked at the man behind me and said, "I'm going to learn to ride a horse. Don't follow me."

Further on, there was a bamboo bridge. I walked lightly with my skirt.

Those people saw that there were Liao soldiers opposite, and they didn't stop me, but followed me from a distance.

"Ride, princess," he whispered.

I said softly, "yes."

He helped me up, and then he took the horse and walked slowly.

After walking a little farther, he said, "first snow, at night, I'll take you."

I lowered my waist: "how can you take me?"

"I'll find a way. It's more and more bad to go on like this. You know, the emperor will recall the seven princes," he said solemnly.

"Ah." I whispered. What's the matter? If the recall is closed over there, what should I do?

As soon as the troops withdraw, Yelv's thousands of troops will occupy the border.

I don't know what Lou Po RI thinks. When he becomes the emperor, I don't know him anymore.

What's the big picture? I don't understand.

Are you afraid that the seventh Prince and yeluzhong will cooperate and raise troops to counterattack? Then Lou Po RI has no place to stand.

This may be the purpose of his eagerness to accept me as his imperial concubine.

I took a deep breath and said, "I'll wait for you tonight."

After riding for a while, I went back to rest and waited for my strength to get better before I left at night.

Unfortunately, after I fell asleep, I woke up and heard the maid say, Yelv asked me to dress up again.

I don't know what it means. Anyway, they all listen to Yelv. No one wants to hear what I mean.

Fortunately, it was still early, and the thin sunset shone gently.

Dressed in clean and beautiful clothes, I went out of the inner room, and yeluzhong immediately came in.

Looking at me with appreciation, "yes, this is my princess of Daliao."

I don't like to hear such words. Pull down my face.

He smiled again and took my hand: "go and see the sunset in Daliao."

"What's good? I don't like it at all." I muttered.

Reluctantly followed him and let him go. He didn't let anyone follow.

There were two horses outside the tent. He raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to ride alone or together?"

Isn't that nonsense? Why would I want to ride with him.

With the help of the maid, I climbed up the tall horse. Although it was big, I walked steadily. I was gradually not afraid. I straightened up my waist and walked parallel with him.

Out of the pass, go straight to the front. Large tracts of desert shine like gold. The wind blows. Under the thin and greasy sunset, it raises its wings and flies gently.

The setting sun, with its golden brilliance, seems to be melting on the other side of the desert. In an empty place, people dare not breathe too loudly. It's so beautiful. It's a kind of heroic beauty.

I marveled that this is also a good scenery.

No matter where you are, you can feel different scenery and human feelings. Even Daliao, which I hate most, also has its open-minded beauty.

"Does it look good?" he pointed with a whip in one hand.

I nodded gently, not hiding my love in my eyes.

He smiled, so loud, so loud, shaking the world in the desert: "I like people in Daliao."

"Not because of this, this sunset, this scenery, will not become beautiful because of the Liao Dynasty. This is always one of nature," I retorted, not liking the exclusivity in his words.

As soon as he raised his whip and waved it behind the horse I was riding, the horse galloped in pain. I was pale with fear. I quickly lowered my body and hugged the horse's neck, but I refused to be afraid and admit defeat to him.

He laughed, ran after me easily and said, "Ni chuxue, really get up and walk like this."

I straightened up slowly. After a while, he added a whip and the horse ran faster.

Like the wind, I didn't dare to look ahead at all, but I gradually got used to the bumps on the horse's back, slowly and boldly sat down, straightened up, followed its steps, its rhythm and nestled, straightened up.

Unexpectedly, I can master it, too.

"Well, it's not difficult." he caught up with him with a smile.

I don't speak. He speeds up and we ride.

He said, "you haven't been to the grassland. You don't know how happy it is to ride there."

"Then why did you invade Yan dynasty?" I looked at him.

He severely added a whip to make the horse run faster. After a long time, he still said calmly: "a man is ambitious. A prince without domineering spirit will never stand up."

"Hum, you're not half as good as the seventh prince." I sneered.

He looked at me and laughed. The smile was very good-looking. Unfortunately, I didn't look at it with appreciation, but found his faults. I thought his eyes were too domineering.

"Chuxue, then he will never be a man."

"Is it so good to be a man?" I asked him.

He was stunned, frowned and said, "in this world, no one doesn't want to be a king or a bandit."

"Hum, people like me are not wasting rice grain. They have no ambition and just want to win their own peace." I laughed at myself.

He looked at me, stretched out his hand and said, "you feel that I have the power of the world in my hand. At that time, you will be the princess above tens of thousands of people. Your honor will make Lou Po sun have to kiss your toes."

"I never need it. Do you think I have a lot of hate in my heart, so I let people catch all the people I hate. I tell you, you are wasting your efforts again. If people's heart is used in hate, it will be biased, narrow and dark, and even unhappy. Why should I bother." I don't indulge in hate. There are more meaningful things in this world than hate, More, more. "

He sighed and retracted his hand, "Ni chuxue, I can probably understand that Lou poxie and Shangguan Yu like you so much. You have a broad mind, a different mentality from the world and peaceful eyes, which makes me want to protect the pure sky."

After another pause, he smiled: "don't talk about these, I'll take you to enjoy more spectacular beauty, so that you can draw better paintings, and then let you feel the beauty of our Daliao night."

I wonder why he did this.

Some don't look like him, but it's clearly him.

It's beautiful. Run with him and he takes me around.

There was almost no end. He didn't take me back until it was dark.

Afraid of the horse making trouble, he led the horse rope in front. I was very tired. I was sure I could make it bump high and low.

I looked up at the sky. It was so beautiful, dark and comfortable. The twinkling stars were blinking. It was so beautiful that I sighed. The wind brings this cold meaning. The weather here is always very hot during the day and very cold at night,. I am also slowly used to it. It's so beautiful. A bright moon hangs in the sky like a knife. It's very white and bright.

It seems to be on the head. It turns out that the stars and moon in the desert are incredibly bright.

He said softly, "chuxue, play me a song. I like to listen to your music. It's very light and beautiful. I've found dozens of people, but it's not as good as you. It's always ringing in my ear."

"How do you want me to blow without leaves?" it's the beauty of the night, so that my thorns can be put away.

He stopped. After a while, a hand reached out in front of me. I saw the little darkness in his hand.

It was a leaf. I was a little surprised. I took it, wiped it on my clothes, and blew it gently in my mouth.