Everyone knows that the Crown Princess of Xixia died before she got married, and she became a widow at a young age. The folk customs in Xixia are open, but they are not as strict as those in the Southern Song Dynasty. The husband who met her has been a widow all her life, but she hooked up with other men so quickly, which no one expected. It is true that the prince of Xixia is still alive, and she is not afraid that the other man will get up from the coffin in anger
I heard that Jia Baoyu is a well-known playboy in Lin'an City. With his good looks, he hangs out with women all day long, and he is the best at pleasing women. I didn't expect that even the Princess of Xixia fell for him, vixen There must be a public one!
Wang Baobao frowned: It's a pity that the Western Xia princess looks so beautiful, but she actually likes the pretty faces of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Xiao Feng wondered: Didn't Nanxian have some relationship with the Song brothers... why is he acting so close to Jia Baoyu of the Southern Song Dynasty now? He was thoughtful, and although he had doubts, he didn't ask them.
Duan Yu looked at Yelu Nanxian's cheeks under the moonlight and was a little dazed. He thought that the princess's appearance was not much better than Miss Wang's. Hey, I thought that Mr. Murong would come this time to recruit relatives from Xixia. I can see Miss Wang, hey...
At this time, Zhuang Juxian was also a fallen man in the world, but he thought of the purple-clothed girl who had been dreaming of him, with gentle expressions on his face and ruthless expressions on his face, and he didn't know what he thought of.
Sensing the weird gazes of the people around him, Song Qingshu thought that he really shouldn't offend women, Yelu Nanxian probably deliberately teased him, but he has weathered the storm, his face is thicker than a city wall, how could he be troubled by such a trivial matter.
"This is so embarrassing." Everyone saw him saying this, but they were not dissatisfied with his actions at all, they went directly to Yelu Nanxian's horse, grabbed her thigh and wanted to climb up.
"Don't force yourself!" A sentence popped up in everyone's mind at this time, thinking of his promotion during the day, they felt that this sentence was the most suitable for him.
Immortal Yelu Nan wanted to see his jokes, but she didn't expect him to hit the snake with a stick, so she couldn't help but panic for a while. Although she was close to the other party, it was in private. With the name of the princess, after all, the influence must be considered.
"Hey, what are you doing, get down quickly, I'm just joking with you, Miss Fu is seriously injured, I'm afraid it's not convenient to ride a horse, you take a horse with her, and take care of her by the way." Yelu Nanxian blushed and waved his whip to drive him away down.
Song Qingshu was just planning to play tricks on her, and didn't think about exposing the relationship between the two of them so quickly. Seeing this, he walked to Fu Junmao's side with a regretful look on his face.
"What kind of luck is this shit day, there is no princess, but there is a beautiful female swordsman from Goryeo." Not to mention other ordinary people, even Wang Baobao, who is in a high position and used to beauties, is a little uneasy.
Fu Junmai was happily watching the play at first, but she didn't expect the fire to burn on her body in a blink of an eye, she hurriedly refused with a blushing face: "No... no need, my sister and I can just ride a horse..."
Yelu Nanxian directly interrupted: "Miss Fu Er also has injuries on her body, and after all, she is young, so she may not be able to support you. And just now I saw Mr. Jia carrying you all the way. Could it be that Miss Fu is on the contrary now? Don't want to?"
Fu Junmao didn't expect her to see the scene just now, and she felt ashamed and embarrassed for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Song Qingshu came to a sudden, no wonder she was so jealous, so she saw that I was besieged by Fu Jun just now.
"Okay, if you delay your princes any longer, you will be hopeless. Follow up yourself." Yelu Nanxian turned his horse's head and led the Xixia warriors away at a gallop.
Fu Junmai had no choice but to share a ride with Song Qingshu. She was seriously injured and weak, and she could barely maintain her balance by leaning half in the opponent's arms.
"Thank you, sir." The whole person was hugged by the other party from behind, feeling the man's strong masculinity, Fu Junmao was in a daze for a while, before coming to the Central Plains, she never thought that one day she would be hugged by a man like this. Jia Baoyu is full of makeup, but how can there be any trace of makeup on him
"It's not hard." Perhaps it was because of the injury, the body of the beauty in his arms was extremely soft, and the fresh and natural aura exuded from the girl's body, presumably no man would refuse such hard work.
Song Qingshu was a little confused for a while, Nanxian was obviously jealous, but why did he take the initiative to match us up in the end? Could it be that my luck is so good, the confidante is Shuang'er who takes the initiative to help men find girls
Speaking of it, there has been no news of Shuang'er for a long time. She went back to her hometown in Jiaxing to observe her filial piety. Whenever she has the opportunity to pass by Jiaxing, she must go and see her.
Recalling the tenderness and tenderness of Shuang'er back then, Song Qingshu couldn't help showing a smile on his lips.
"Hey, hey, you're smiling so lewdly, don't you have any strange thoughts about my sister?" At this moment, Fu Junyu's voice woke him up, and he saw the little girl staring at him suspiciously .
Song Qingshu's old face flushed: "What nonsense are you talking about, ride your horse well and don't fall off."
Fu Junyu was relentless: "Sister, has this guy's body changed?"
Unexpectedly, she would ask such a question, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling tense.
"Physical changes?" Fu Junmei's jade-like cheeks showed a faint blush, "No, you little girl, what kind of messy things are on your mind all day long."
"Oh, it's fine if you don't have one." Being scolded by her sister, Fu Junyu became a little happier.
After the distance between the two horses increased, Song Qingshu whispered in the beautiful woman's ear, "Thank you for hiding it for me."
Fu Junmao bit her lips lightly, thinking that with her younger sister's explosive temperament, it would be okay to tell her such a thing: "You're welcome, it's... no wonder you."
She always felt that the conversation was weird, so she sat up straight to avoid clinging to him, and changed the subject, "It feels like you are very familiar with that princess."
"It's not too familiar, it's just that we have had in-depth exchanges several times." Song Qingshu replied.
"In-depth communication?" Fu Junmao frowned slightly, obviously not understanding the subtext of the words, "I really want to thank you this time, I am afraid that the Crown Princess will help us because of your face."
Song Qingshu asked with a smile: "How is the girl going to thank me?" Yelu Nanxian's move was obviously not because of him, but such credit is not in vain.
Fu Junmao's face was serious: "If you speak so frivolously again, I'm really going to be angry."
Seeing that her expression didn't look like a fake, Song Qingshu didn't dare to continue molesting her, thinking that if it wasn't for a coincidence, this iceberg beauty would have pierced a hole with a sword in the face of other apprentices.
"The front seems to be here." Fu Junmao was also a little flustered, but his mind was soon occupied by saving the prince.
At the gate of the Mongolian Hotel, Fang Yeyu led a group of Mongolian warriors picking arrows and bows, and confronted the Xixia cavalry nervously.
"Even dare to break into the hotel of our Mongolian country? We Mongolia attaches great importance to the dignity of our envoys. Back then, Huarazmo was rude to our envoys, which eventually led to the death of our country. Do you Xixia want to follow suit!"