end of days

On the official road, the sound of rumbling horseshoes could be heard from a distance. Just by hearing the sound, one could tell that the people galloping ahead were a brigade, and it was very likely that the army was passing through.

Even in a prosperous age, the people's fear of officers and soldiers still exists in their bones, so pedestrians on the side of the road all avoided one after another. A rising red sun.

Not long after, a cloud of smoke and dust rose in the distance, and then thousands of fine horses galloped past. The two leading horses, one black and one white, were very eye-catching. The black one is the famous Xuelong, and the black one is naturally the famous Wuju.

Immediately, the two of them are both suave and suave. The one riding the white horse is taller and wears a black gown embroidered with gold thread. His hair is tied with gold rings, and a few strands of hair hang down loosely. He was originally dressed in an extremely lazy manner. But because of the majestic look in that person's eyes, he looked solemn, while the other person was upright in green clothes, with an inexhaustible spirit like jade.

"Your Majesty—slow down—" De Yu, who followed closely behind, tensed up, fearing that something might happen to the emperor who was walking in front of the army.

"It's okay, I'll accompany Feiqing for a good run!" Who is the man in the black robe, Xuanyuanhen who is today?And the man in Tsing Yi walking beside him is naturally Zhuoran.

Deyu followed behind in unspeakable misery. The emperor chose for himself and Zhuo Ran a first-class thousand-mile BMW. How could the horses of his own people compare with it? In the middle of the battle, he insisted on galloping the horse, and this way, the army was thrown down dozens of miles.

Leading Qinglong's fine cavalry to reluctantly follow behind, looking back, you can see a whole army marching forward on the horizon, the front is slow cavalry, the middle is the emperor's chariot, and the rear is closely following Hundreds of thousands of troops, at a glance, are boundless.

After an unknown amount of time, the speed of the two gradually slowed down. Xuanyuanhen turned his head to look at Zhuo Ran's expression, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it had been a long time since he had done such activities, Zhuo Ran seemed to be able to withstand such physical exertion. This discovery finally made the emperor let go of the big stone in his heart.

Originally, Xuanyuanhen was unwilling to let Zhuo Ran go to the battlefield with him. After all, Zhuo Ran's body still needs to rest, and the hardships of marching and the toil of the battlefield are obviously beyond his current burden.

But he knew clearly in his heart how important this opportunity was to Zhuo Ran. Whether he could face the future life again depended on his own words, how could Xuanyuanhen refuse him again!

Therefore, Xuanyuanhen agreed to Zhuoran's request after thinking about it for a while, and the look in Zhuoran's eyes at that moment let Xuanyuanhen know that he had finally made the right move.

The mood became brighter, and Zhuo Ran's physical condition suddenly improved a lot. Xuanyuanhen also understood De Fei's thoughts at that time, and she was indeed a fan of the authorities. ...until death!

A few days before departure, Xuanyuanhen filled Zhuoran's mouth with supplements, wishing he could feed him all the food at once, but Zhuo Ran frowned tightly when he saw those soups and medicines. , but finally ate all of them, and his complexion gradually improved.

"Feiqing, do you want to take a rest?" Although Zhuo Ran was much better, Xuanyuanhen didn't dare to be careless.

"No need." Zhuo Ran left the sentence and urged the horse forward again. Seeing the worried look on Xuanyuanhen's face, he didn't know that he was too willful. Marching below, if someone came to attack, at least he could manage it well, but he insisted on riding his horse forward.

Knowing that Xuanyuanhen would follow him every step of the way, Zhuo Ran still didn't want to stay in the car with the emperor all day long.

The taste of freedom... Only when you lose it will you cherish it...

The too lifeless palace life made him feel tired, and this kind of tiredness made him fearful, afraid that he would die of old age in that huge but icy cold palace.

Even though Xuanyuanhen was obedient to him, the emptiness in his heart always made him inexplicably worried and uneasy.It was like an invisible rope that entangled his limbs, even wrapped around his neck, and he felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation when he moved.

At this moment, Zhuo Ran felt that even the air outside the palace exuded a seductive aura. Once he was free, instead of feeling satisfied, he was more eager, far more nostalgic than before leaving the palace for the first time Such a feeling.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Ran suddenly clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and Wu Ju rushed out immediately, seeing Xuanyuan Hen startled.This Wuju is the king of horses, he is very arrogant, and he is not familiar with Zhuo Ran, so he does not know if something will happen after such a toss.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuanhen immediately chased after him.

"Feiqing, wait—"

When Xuanyuanhen finally caught up with Zhuo Ran and stopped his horse, Zhuo Ran was already exhausted, and the hand controlling the rein began to tremble a little, but with past experience, he naturally did not dare to panic and could only try his best to stabilize his figure.

That Wuju also seemed to feel his exhaustion, and became more and more arrogant. Horses are spiritual animals. If they don't obey their master's driving, they will naturally rebel. How can they be considerate of the situation of the person on the back? .

In desperation, Xuanyuanhen didn't care about letting Xuelong stop, so he stood up directly on the galloping horse, and jumped onto the back of Wuju's horse with his feet, and Xuelong grew up after this borrowing force Hissing endlessly.

Sitting behind Zhuoran, Xuanyuanhen grabbed the rein with force, the sudden force made the Wuju horse jump up reflexively, desperately trying to get rid of such restraint, but the more it struggled, the more Xuanyuanhen became weaker. Not giving him a chance, the strength in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and the rein was getting tighter and tighter. It was not until the horse was finally unable to make a fuss due to lack of oxygen and gradually stopped that Xuanyuanhen realized that his back was wet and cold.

Looking at Zhuo Ran, who was firmly guarded by him, his face was a little pale, but his lips were tightly pursed, and he seemed a little angry, and there was also some faint anger in his eyes.

Probably knowing what he was fussing about, Xuanyuanhen stared at Zhuo Ran and said, "Why are you bothering? Since I promised to let you go, I won't break my promise. What are you fussing about with yourself now? It's natural that your health isn't getting better. If you lack strength, does it mean that you are not good just because I stopped the horse for you, take good care of your horse, and I will naturally rest assured that you will show your strengths when you are on the battlefield."

Zhuoran froze when he heard the words, but then heard Xuanyuanhen say behind him: "If I'm not sure, I won't have the guts to take you with me anymore. If something happens to you..."

"No more!" Zhuo Ran hurriedly said as if he was afraid that Xuanyuanhen would continue, "I know."

Fearing that Xuanyuanhen would regret it again, he had already breathed the air of freedom, and would go back to the palace to live like a puppet... Zhuo Ran didn't even want to think about it.