Chu Qiao couldn't help being taken aback, and said, "Ji Wenting spent a lot of money on this."
Yan Xun didn't answer, turned around and returned to the desk.
"Then I'll go first."
"Wait." As if suddenly remembering something, Yan Xun handed over a bundle and said, "I almost forgot, this is just sent by Zhao Song to you."
Chu Qiao took it, weighed it with her hand, immediately knew what it was, and was about to leave when Yan Xun asked, "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"
"It's the snowskin coat of the Cysorians. He said he would give it to me the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect it to be sent here."
"Oh," Yan Xun nodded, and said, "Siser and my father had a close relationship in the early years. There were riots in five or six counties a while ago. Although it was just a piece of clothing, we have a special position. To avoid suspicion."
"I understand," Chu Qiao nodded, "I've thought about it a long time ago, but I'm sorry to refute His Highness the Thirteenth Highness's face, he is more enthusiastic, you know it."
"You have always done things safely, and I am most at ease. It's late, go and rest."
"Well, you go to bed early, too."
Chu Qiao agreed, turned and walked out. After a while, Ah Jing rushed in and said to Yan Xun, "Your Majesty, why did you take that dress away? It was a rare item that Mr. Wu specially found from Beimingyuan. Didn't your Majesty intend to give it to Dong?" Madam Yue Shang as a birthday present?"
Yan Xun looked down at the book without even raising his eyes, and said in a calm tone: "If you don't have it, find another one. If you can't find it, you won't give it away."
Ah Jing was stunned for a moment, and when he realized, Yan Xun had already left the desk and returned to the inner tent to sleep.
It was snowing heavily outside the house, this night, except for Yan Xun's camp, no one could sleep peacefully during the whole spring hunting meeting.
Although the mainstay of the Muhe clan collapsed, the hunting conference of the Daxia royal family was still going on in an orderly manner.
Zhenhuang is located in the Hongchuan Plain, the Chishui area is crisscrossed with rivers, stretching as far as the eye can see, the plain is open and wide, hundreds of miles wide, it is indeed a good place for hunting and horse racing. Under the cover of the stars and the moon, bonfires are everywhere on the vast snowfield, illuminating the camp that stretches for several miles red. The weather is beautiful, there is no wind or snow tonight, and the temperature is rising. Tens of thousands of big and powerful people are scattered on the paddock, barbecue and horse racing, archery and knives, drinking and dancing, it is very lively. All that can be heard is the long summer tune and the sound of grass qin with long tails, and what the tip of the nose smells is the fragrance of cooked game.
Chu Qiao was dressed in a snow-white fur, wearing white boots, riding on a war horse, her long hair was simply tied up, and she wore a ferret hat, revealing only a delicate little face, her eyes were shining brightly. In the dark night, it looks like bright stars, bright and moving.
Yan Xun turned around, looked at Chu Qiao indifferently, and then said with a smile, "Ah Chu has grown up too."
The girl raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Xun with a frown, "How much older are you than me? Stop pretending to be an old man in front of me."
Yan Xun laughed when he heard the words, and was about to speak when he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching quickly. Looking up, Zhao Song was wearing a pine-green brocade cloak, and was running over at lightning speed, shouting loudly as he ran: "Achuachu !"
Yan Xun frowned, his voice somewhat annoyed, "Why did he call you that?"
Chu Qiao snorted softly, "I didn't learn it from you."
Zhao Song ran over like a gust of wind with more than twenty servants, and greeted him with a smile, "You are here too."
"Bonfire dinner, everyone is there."
Yan Xun's voice is still gentle, but there is a trace of alienation in his tone.
Chu Qiao turned her head to look at him in doubt, her brows were slightly frowned, but Zhao Song didn't feel anything, she kept looking Chu Qiao up and down, and said, "Ah Chu, why didn't you wear the snow I gave you?" Leather jacket, isn’t it warm?”
Chu Qiao nodded and said with a warm smile, "It's very warm. I didn't wear it because I thought it wasn't too cold tonight."
"Oh," Zhao Song suddenly realized, nodded frequently, and said in admiration, "But you look good in this big fur."
"I heard Ah Jing say that there is a horse and arrow competition down there, why doesn't His Highness the Thirteenth come down to watch the excitement?"
Yan Xun suddenly said from the side, Zhao Song was taken aback, his face turned red, how could he say that he hurriedly put down the competition and ran up after seeing Chu Qiao? Then he hesitated for a long time and said: "Those are not interesting, I'm tired of playing, why don't you stand here and take a look at the beautiful scenery covered by thousands of miles of ice, so come up and take a rest."
"Really?" Yan Xun laughed suddenly, "That's really unfortunate, we just wanted to go down to join in the fun. Originally we wanted to ask His Highness the Thirteenth to go with us, but now it seems that we have no chance."
"Ah?" Zhao Song was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he said to Chu Qiao dumbfounded, "Are you going down too?"
Embarrassed, Chu Qiao secretly tugged Yan Xun's cuff under her sleeve. Unexpectedly, the man turned his hand back and held Chu Qiao's palm tightly. With the other hand holding the rein, he said with a smile, "In that case, I will not disturb the Thirteenth Highness's peace." After finishing speaking, he pulled Chu Qiao Joe rode away.
"Hey! Hey!" Zhao Song yelled twice from behind, but he could only watch the two go away.
"what are you doing?"
Yan Xun didn't speak, and looked at her with the corners of his lips pursed, with a somewhat smug look on his face. Chu Qiao looked at it, and the trace of apology to Zhao Song gradually disappeared.
Forget it, he hasn't been so childishly happy for a long time.
Sighing, she followed helplessly.
At this time, the crisp sound of horseshoes sounded again, Chu Qiao and Yan Xun were stunned at the same time, Qiqi turned their heads, and saw Zhao Song running up all the way with a group of people, pretending to be surprised and saying: "Oh, Are you here too? It's windy up there, I want to come down to enjoy the fire, since we met, let's go together."
Even with Yan Xun's good demeanor, he couldn't help but turn dark. Chu Qiao even made a fuss and laughed out loud.
Zhao Song obviously knew that his reasoning was too far-fetched, so he laughed a few times, and ran up to act as a tour guide for the two of them.
The huge camp was surrounded by laughter and laughter. The smell of meat was everywhere around the bonfire. The three of them walked among the crowd, followed by a few followers, not conspicuous.
The imperial tent occupies a very large area, made of Northwest snow deer fur, painted with black sea gold powder, decorated with shark beads, painted with colorful embroidered dragons, east pearls as eyes, painted with cinnabar, and with ferocious claws. Two huge oil tanks were placed in front of the big tent, the torches were flickering, dazzling, the tall banners were unfurled, surrounded by imperial guards, surrounded by bright armor. Looking from a distance, the bright yellow imperial camp looks like a dragon of the East China Sea dormant in the dark, exuding a huge momentum and unparalleled majesty.
All of a sudden, I heard the voices of people in the distance, and when I got closer, I saw more than 20 big men with their shirts off and shirtless were catching and wrestling in the snow, shouting loudly while falling. A girl in a fiery red riding suit and a red fur coat was riding on a horse, with a charming face and a graceful figure. Three sharp arrows swished off the string and all shot at the bull's-eye a hundred meters away.
Among the crowd of onlookers, there was a burst of applause. The girl put down the crossbow and looked around triumphantly. Suddenly, her body rolled up from the horse like a projectile, stepped on the shoulder of a big man, threw off the whip in her hand, and whipped it on the backs of other big men. He laughed and said: "I'm with him, you go together!"
"Zama?" Chu Qiao frowned immediately, and turned to look at Yan Xun.
Years of tacit understanding made Yan Xun quickly understand what she was worried about, nodded, and the two turned and left at the same time.
"Stop!" A shout suddenly came from above! The red whip shadow swallowed like a spirit snake, and flashed in front of their eyes in an instant.
Chu Qiao had quick hands and quick eyes, she grabbed the whip tightly, wrapped her arms around her arms with her backhand a few times, and exerted force from both ends at the same time, pulling the slender whip straight!
"I planned to leave just now, Yan Shizi, are you a tortoise?" The girl jumped onto the ground, and everyone immediately made way for them. Jin laughed loudly.
The Batuha family in the Northwest and the Yanbei Yan family have always been enemies. This girl is the most beloved daughter of the old Batu. She has a higher status in the Northwest than Prince Zalu. She has always been domineering. Prince Yanbei, I really don't know what kind of sparks will be hit.
"Princess Zama," Yan Xun turned around and said calmly, "Long time no see."
"Yeah," Zama smiled triumphantly, "I haven't seen you since the death of the Yanbei lineage. I heard that you couldn't shrink back in the golden palace of the imperial capital. I don’t even have a chance to see Prince Yan again. Today is really a blessing, allowing me to see the descendants of the Yan family who were so powerful in northern Xinjiang in the past.”
"Zama! Pay attention to what you say!" Zhao Song suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "In public, a girl speaks so harshly, is that what old Batu taught you?"
"It's not up to you to take care of how my father taught me! Don't think that you have the backing of the Wei Clan to yell at me!"
"Sister, is someone bullying you?" A thick voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Zalu strode forward like a hill. It was really hard to believe that he and Zama were born of the same mother.
"No," Zama said loudly, "They alone can't bully me."
"you… "
"Your Highness Thirteenth, it's almost time for the banquet, let's go." Yan Xun put his hand on the furious Zhao Song, said slowly with calm eyes and expressionless face, turned around and wanted to leave.
"Want to go?" Zama sneered suddenly, and shouted sharply, "Ask me if I agree with the arrow!" After saying that, Zama twisted her waist, bent her bow and set her arrow, and the arrow shot like a shooting star in an instant. Straight to Yan Xun's vest.
It was too late to say it, but the girl who had been standing beside Yan Xun turned around like a whirlwind, her huge white fur was dancing in the wind, her palm was sticking out like a phantom, her five fingers were like a net, and she grabbed the sharp arrow. At the end, the backhand was thrown out, the movement was extremely fast, clean and neat, without muddling. There was a crackling sound, and the sharp arrow was stuck firmly on Zama's crossbow. The iron and wood longbow instantly shattered into two halves, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
Everyone was shocked, and there was a dead silence in the field, and there was no more sound.
Chu Qiao was dressed in long fur and her skin was as white as snow. She looked at the dusty Princess Zama with calm eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Swords have no eyes, Princess be careful." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards Yan Xun.