My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Shu pondered for a moment, and nodded: "The minister abides by the decree."

Zhao Yuanjing boarded the carriage, and Zhao Shu and Zhao Yuanhe also rode on their horses and followed around.

Zhao Yuanhe wore white clothes, with a gentle expression and a gentle smile on his face.

But his lack of vision makes people worry about whether he can safely steer the horse.

"Fourth old, you might as well take a carriage." Zhao Yuanjing said when he saw him from the carriage.

Zhao Yuanhe smiled and said, "Brother Huang, don't worry. When the minister was ten years old, he was able to ride a horse freely. This horse has been with him for many years and he can understand what he means."

The horse he rides is also a BMW, which is of the same origin as Zhao Shu's BMW.

The Emperor Xian found a few ponies and gave them to his favorite young brothers and sons.

Zhao Yuanjing’s horses have been kept in the imperial horse guard. As for Zhao Shu’s horses...

He glanced at Zhao Shu and found that he was riding only the most common Mongolian horse.

"Where is the gale of the little emperor?" he asked.

Zhao Shu was silent for a moment and replied: "The minister sent the gale to Yan'er."

Zhao Yuanjing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Gale has been with Xiaohuangshu for many years and has been following him on the battlefield. It is a very important partner to him.

Unexpectedly, just give it away casually.

Still a child under two years old.

Zhao Yuanhe laughed when he heard this: "Uncle Xiaohuang really dotes on Xiao Yan'er. Before..."

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly he kept silent.

They were four brothers before. Now, the eldest brother has been hit too hard, and he is a bit unconscious. The third brother's rebellion is gone...

There were only two of them left, and Zhao Yuanhe felt a little sad when he thought of his childhood, so he stopped talking. A touch of melancholy appeared on the clean and gentle face.

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes swept across the horse under Zhao Shu's crotch, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a brocade-blue purse hanging from his waist.

This purse is not the best material, the workmanship is average, and the embroidered patterns are also green.

It's completely defective.

Such things, let alone characters like Xiao Huangshu, are not worn by ordinary men.

A strange color flashed under Zhao Yuanjing's eyes.

The Hou Mansion was not far away, and the carriage quickly stopped in front of the Hou Mansion.

The previous few times Zhao Yuanjing went in and out of the Hou Mansion in plain clothes. This time he came to pick up Yun Dai. The chariots and horses of the honor guard were of the emperor's standards. In addition, two princes accompanied him and stopped at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

Ming Lao Hou Ye quickly took Ming Xiuwen and his two grandsons out to welcome him.

Yun Dai was also ready, wrapped in a cloak, supported by Hongdou, and walked out slowly. Seven or eight nurses and maids, surrounded by two little princesses, came out of the Hou Mansion, covering them tightly.

She glanced away and saw Zhao Shu and Zhao Yuanhe standing behind Zhao Yuanjing.

Zhao Shu did not always be lazy and inattentive this time, but looked at her calmly.

Yundai was frank and open to him, but since being questioned by Zhao Yuanjing, she has subconsciously avoided him. Goodbye now, it's kind of unnatural.

She retracted her gaze and saluted the emperor: "The concubine has seen the emperor."

Zhao Yuanjing immediately stepped forward to hold her hand, pulled her up, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be in front of people, get on the carriage faster, don't blow the wind."

Yun Dai turned her head and told Red Bean: "You go with Qian'er and the toddler, lest the nurses are not careful."

"Don't worry, the maidservant." Hongdou turned to stare at the nurses, taking care of the two little princesses.

Yun Dai and Zhao Yuanjing ride in a horse-drawn horse.