Song Yu lifted the curtain and walked in, holding a fruit plate in his arms, and said with a smile: "Princess, the fruit brought by the tumbler is so sweet. It is preserved with ice all the way, it is very fresh, try it."

Lin Feilu glanced at the red marks that gradually disappeared on his wrist, and flicked her sleeves to cover her wrist.

Not long after, the car flickered, and the convoy set off to set off. Lin Feilu lay beside the window and asked the guard leader: "Commander Chen, how long does it take to get to Lincheng here?"

Chen Yao was the deputy commander of the Song State Imperial Guard. This time, His Majesty arranged for him to pick up the bride. In other people's eyes, Chen Yao knew how important this job was. Hearing the princess spoke, he immediately responded respectfully: "If you can arrive in ten days, it would be difficult for the princess to ride, and the convoy was slow to travel. It would take about twenty days to set up camp in the sunset and go out to travel."

Lin Feilu: “…………”

Ah, I miss the planes and the high-speed rail.

She sat back with an unhappy look on her face.

Chen Yao heard the little princess muttering inside: "It's time to sit for so long, but suddenly I don't want to marry anymore."

Chen Yao: “…………”

He swallowed, turned to look at the guards following Princess Che Luan.

The guards who received the bride were also selected from the imperial guards. They had very high military power and were disciplined with three hundred people. They were uniformly dressed in imperial guard armor and followed behind them. At first glance, they looked dark.

Chen Yaogang took a few glances and met a leisurely look. He was so scared that he quickly turned his eyes back and followed Che Luan honestly on his horse.

After a while, a sound of horse hooves came over slowly. Chen Yao turned around and immediately bowed.

The man in black who was sitting upright on the horse waved his hand and said indifferently: "Go back."

Chen Yao nodded: "Yes."

He turned his horse's head and walked towards the three hundred imperial guards behind him, and the guards guarding next to Princess Che Luan changed people.

After eating the fruit, Lin Feilu lay on the soft collapse and watched the travel notes specially brought to relieve her boredom on the road. Thinking that she would have to walk on the road for twenty days, she wailed and turned over and put the book on her face: "I have really paid too much for Xiao Song!"

In just a moment, she had changed more than ten positions, put her arms on her head, laying on the soft collapse like a salted fish, beating listlessly: "Song Jinglan has no heart."

Songyu hurriedly said, "Princess, you can't call your Majesty the name directly!"

Lin Feilu rolled around in the wide carriage: "Song Jinglan has changed - Song Jinglan was not like this before - Song Jinglan doesn't love me anymore - Song Jinglan has a dog in the harem -"

Song Yu was so scared that her face turned pale.

Someone suddenly laughed outside the car window.

Lin Feilu was stunned for a moment, and sat up in a panic, staring at the car window. Song Yu also heard it and said tentatively: "Is it Commander Chen?"

Lin Feilu didn't say anything, but her heart was beating a little fast, and she climbed to the car window with her hands and feet and suddenly lifted the curtain.

It was still a tall dark horse that caught my eye. The person on the horse's back was wearing black clothes, with cloud-patterned ink boots stepping on the stirrups, and there were dark red patterns on the edges of the hem of the clothes, hanging in the air.

She raised her head, moved her eyes up little by little, swept across her thin waist and abdomen, straightened her back, and finally landed on the smiling face.

He turned his head slightly, lowered his eyes to look at his little head that was poking out of the window, and his thin lips were in a shallow curve.

Lin Feilu took a breath and sat back.

The curtains of the car hang down on its own, blocking the view outside the window. Songyu asked, "Princess, what's wrong?"

Lin Feilu said in horror: "Hell."

After a while, Che Luan stopped in a flash. Lin Feilu couldn't help but sit up straight, and the palace maid who was driving shouted outside: "Miss Songyu."

Songyu thought she had something to look for, so she hurried out.

After a while, the curtain of the car was lifted up again. Lin Feilu looked at the person who bent over and walked in, and didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

He sat down next to her leisurely, still smiling, but his eyebrows raised slightly, and asked her in confusion: "Where did I change?" He paused, "What did I look like before?"

Lin Feilu: “…………”

She moved back silently.

As soon as she moved, he followed her slowly. In the end, Lin Feilu was forced to the corner and there was no place to move. He finally shook his head and laughed, raised his hand and touched her head, and said warmly: "Princess, long time no see."

Lin Feilu held her breath and asked in disbelief for a long time: "When did you come?"

Song Jinglan said: "I've been there."

Lin Feilu: "!"

She looked at him in shock: "You have been in the bride's mission?"

He nodded.

Lin Feilu really made a big fuss inside me, "Then you... then why are you just appearing now?"

He smiled and said, "I can't disturb you when you get along with your fourth brother for the last time."

Lin Feilu didn't know what to say for a moment, so she just looked at him steadily. This was the first time they met after the night of her fifteenth birthday. After so many years, he seemed to have changed, but it seemed that he had not changed, so she didn't feel strange at all.

She was stunned for a while before hesitating: "Is this OK? Can you come with the mission?"

Song Jinglan pulled her hand that was a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put it, and put it in her palm, gently kneading her fingertips, "I'll pick up my wife, what's wrong?"

Lin Feilu blushed suddenly.

Ahhh, Xiaopiao has really changed! She has become more capable of speaking love words!

He turned his head slightly to see her blushing, and his eyes were even more smiling.

Lin Feilu was shy for a while, and suddenly thought of something. Her body stiffened, and even the palm he held in her hand was sweating. She looked at him for a few glances and asked tentatively: "You have been there all the time, then you... Then you saw it just now..."

She was a little unable to continue talking.

Song Jinglan responded as if nothing had happened: "See Xi Xingjiang?"

Lin Feilu: “…”

really.

Song Jinglan smiled at her: "How could he get into your frame without my permission?"

Lin Feilu was frightened by his smile. Thinking of this person's perverted possessiveness, he quickly explained: "We just said a few words and did nothing!"

"Yeah." He nodded and looked down at her soft fingers.

Lin Feilu was a little nervous: "You won't send someone to chase him, are you?"

Song Jinglan raised his head, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to be vague: "I promised you, and I will not break my promise."

As long as you don't marry him, I won't kill him.

She breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to pull her hands back to wipe the sweat, but he did not let go. The slightly rough fingertips rubbed through each of her knuckles, as if they were stroking treasures. Finally, she gently wiped away the fine sweat from her palms, and her fingers passed through the gaps of her fingers and tied up with her ten fingers.

But when Lin Feilu touched her hand, she was touched and her face turned red.

She is still a little unable to adapt to the change of her new identity. Why is this person so experienced?

Thinking of this, Lin Feilu was not ashamed or blushed, and said angrily: "Let go!"

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face showed some helplessness, but he still let go of her hand as he said.

Lin Feilu put his hands on his hips, raised his chest, and asked with great momentum: "Tell me! How many beauties do you raise in your harem?!"

Then she saw Song Jinglan really think about it seriously, and then replied: "About six or seven."

Lin Feilu: "????????"

OK, she is really angry now.

The princess was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

She turned around and walked out.

Song Jinglan had to hold her wrist, smiled and asked helplessly: "Where is the princess?"

Lin Feilu said expressionlessly: "I won't marry anymore."

Song Jinglan didn't say anything, but just held the fingers of her wrist and exerted force. The carriage was already shaking, and Lin Feilu didn't stand firmly. After being pulled by him, he immediately took a few steps back, and then staggered and fell on his lap.

His arms were politely wrapped around her waist and wrapped her whole body in his arms.

This posture was too intimate. Lin Feilu was afraid of encountering some places that should not be touched, so she dared not struggle too much. She could only turn her head away and snort.

Song Jinglan laughed silently, raised her head slightly, and touched her chin by her lips.

Lin Feilu became even more angry and turned her head to glar at him: "Don't kiss me secretly!"

His eyes always showed a little innocent: "I met accidentally."

Lin Feilu: "The genius believes in you! Did you accidentally marry those six or seven beauties?!"

Song Jinglan pressed her into her arms, her forehead pressed against her body, and her voice was filled with a hint of laziness: "It was the Queen Mother who chose to enter the palace. She has no sealed position, and I have never seen them."

Lin Feilu looked down at him, half-believing and half-doubting: "Really?"

He smiled, raised his head, kissed her jaw with thin lips, "I will never lie to the princess."

Lin Feilu covered his chin with his hands: "You kiss me again!"

He smiled and said, "Well, this time it was intentional."

Her ears began to turn red again.

Lin Feilu felt that she might be done.
To be continued...