Tiger Wings

Cang Yixiang smiled slightly: "Are you angry about the injury that little thing got that day?"

Yu was stunned when he heard that, these days secretly he was worried about the safety of the little beast from time to time, and indeed he was worried about the behavior of this master.

Yu opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the superior:

"Yu, you go back." The man raised his eyebrows, "I promise you that you will never let this little thing get into danger again."

After finishing the sentence, the man lowered his head and looked at the little beast with an indisputable expression on his face.

Yu looked at Cang Yixiang in shock, and wanted to open his mouth to argue, but he opened his mouth, and finally retreated without saying a word.

In 1567 of the Islamic calendar, on the third day of the golden year celebration of the Emperor Yaoxiang of the Jin Yao Empire, the emperor took his ministers to travel around the city of Qiqi, the capital of the Yao Jin Empire, to observe the sentiments of the people and celebrate the harvest with the people.

The people were naturally excited. They huddled together at the gate of the city early in the morning. The day before yesterday, they only looked far away on the city wall, and they could vaguely see the celestial figure of their majesty. Today, they had the opportunity to observe closely. Naturally, they were eager to take advantage of it. The location is so good that you can see the sky.

The soldiers who were sent to maintain order and clear the middle space so that the emperor's chariots could pass through smoothly were hard to resist, but they couldn't help feeling proud and proud. They were really happy to serve the emperor and be loved by the people. Fortunately.

When the world is not peaceful, there are many children or brothers who are stationed at the remote border. Of course, the family members are always worried about their loved ones. The war that will break out at any time is a knot in the hearts of everyone in the Eiffel Islands. , I can't open it when I hit it, and I can't let it go when I put it down.

At this time, the soldiers in Yaojin were the ones who knew the tension in the border country best, and there were not a few people who were lucky that their majesty was indeed a wise lord.

If someone wants to attack Yaojin, he really needs to carefully evaluate whether he has such strength.

The few foreign envoys watched the bustle in the city of Qizhen, and they complimented each other, but their faces were always tense. The prosperity of other people's country means the danger of their own country. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly, but there were also some people who were blindfolded, but they didn't know what they were thinking.

The people outside have different thoughts, and the people in the car are very uncomfortable.

At least that's the case for You Xin lying on the man's lap. There are cheers and cheers in his ears, but the sound coming into the car feels far away.

The sunlight was misty, illuminating the man's white chin transparently.

The little beast tilted its head, really not understanding:

Why would the emperor, who should be worshiped by the people outside, appear here?

At this moment, you are still leisurely delivering snacks to your mouth?

Doubts are doubts, the little beast opened and closed its mouth, but it was reluctant to drop even a little bit of scum.

His five fingers were long and slender, his nails were shiny, and he held a white pastry with nuts in it, which looked elegant and noble.

You Xin didn't keep his mouth idle, and his eyes didn't move down either. The big eyes were purring and fluttering with his fingers.It was noisy outside, but the carriage was quiet. It was no wonder that only one person and one beast occupied a square inch of the huge space.

In such silence, You Xin couldn't help but feel that even swallowing a pastry became more cautious. The light and shadow kept changing amidst the floating and sinking of the crumbs, and he felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the hustle and bustle.

The prosperity is gone, and it is inevitable to be stunned for a while.

This person doesn't bring a concubine, ministers, or attendants, and he doesn't even have the ever-present Chief Bingsu, so why would he take a cub like himself to a remote place?This idea is just a joke, and it's purely for self-entertainment when you think about it.

I was speechless all the way. When I got off the bus, I was dazzled by a piece of golden yellow. The sun was shining, and the beautiful butterflies were flying in the air, and their posture was swaying.

It wasn't the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but You Xin couldn't move his eyes.

The golden scenery is reflected in the clearer gold, and it is integrated.

The scene in front of me is so familiar, it is the rice with overwhelming momentum, the rice stalks are thick and long, the rice ears are strong, and the long tails are almost dragged to the ground, and the grains are full and stretch out the perfect arc of the shell.

The harvest season is approaching, and a bumper harvest is already a certainty. There are basically no people in the field, but a corner of the thatched hut can be seen in the golden hide, which is also made of dried rice stalks. It should be the room of the night watchman.

There are really not many people, here is the outskirts, but it is still relatively close to Qi Zhen, You Xin must be crowded to the capital to see Tianyan.

Thinking about it this way, I subconsciously looked towards the top of my head, and there was only such a curve in my eyes, and I couldn't even see his face clearly under the sun, but for some reason, the smile on the corner of the man's mouth was engraved in his mind at that second.

It's this person who looks too angry and resentful, You Xin comforts himself like this.

When the crops are harvested, the happiest thing is not the people, not the soldiers, not the businessmen, and not those officials, but this man who wants to belong to the world.

For some reason, this sentence popped into my mind.

Although Qiu Huo has a ostentatious appearance, his eyes will still be dazzled after being exposed to direct sunlight for a long time. When You Xin got off the mountain car, he caught a glimpse of a man in a coarse sackcloth driving the car. The bamboo hat was pulled low to cover his face. .

Only when the man got out of the car, he nodded and bowed to show respect.

You Xin couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't wear black again, otherwise he would have visual fatigue.

Cang Yixiang hugged the little beast and found a pergola by the side of the road and sat down. An old man came forward immediately with a pot of tea in his hand. The skin on his dark old face was wrinkled into a flower, but his eyes were not cloudy.

The first thing the old man saw was the young man in white with his pet in his arms. He was so conspicuous. When he looked at it from a distance, he was carefree and unrestrained. He thought it was Mr. Pianpian from some family, but when he got closer, he was stunned by the handsome face .

But how could an old man be fascinated by beauty like a young man? The old man quickly came back to his senses, only to realize that this man looked approachable, but his temperament and demeanor were definitely not what ordinary noble dudes could possess.

Just standing there casually, still holding a pet in his hand, but still exuding power and influence indifferently.