Chapter 1841 Slowly Falling in Love with You 90

And the horse that Chengling was riding didn't listen to her command at all, and followed He Ruojin closely all the way, Chengling could only hold the rein tightly to prevent herself from being thrown off by the horse.

The two horses galloped all the way, and finally went to a plain a few miles away from the military camp in the north of the city.

Until the horse stopped, both hands of Chengling were stiff, she was holding the rein tightly, and half leaned on her upper body, feeling the horse slowed down and stopped, she panted with lingering surprise and raised her head, looking around , the endless green hills at a glance, and the cloudless blue sky.

On the prairie, a group of little white sheep were grazing with their heads down, and the clear wind was blowing leisurely. The horses stopped one after another, causing a few sheep to raise their heads and bleat, and then lowered their heads and continued to eat grass as usual.

He Ruojin got off the horse first, walked under Shengling's horse, stretched out her hand in a very gentlemanly manner, and made a "please" gesture: "Princess, please get off the horse."

Chengling stared at him in shock, didn't show politeness to him, grabbed his hand and jumped off the horse, then slapped his hand away, pointed at him and stammered: "You... bold! Presumptuous! "

She clapped He Ruojin's hands, pretended to be in pain and grunted, and said innocently: "No, it's so boring to come here slowly."

Chengling glared at him, not wanting to talk to him anymore, and walked towards the flock of sheep.

He Ruojin shouted from behind, "Princess, take it!"

Chengling turned her head back with a look of displeasure, and saw He Ruojin throwing a bamboo pole to catch the sheep, Chengling quickly reached out to catch it, and caught it twice with flustered eyes, but she barely caught it, and said inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

"Princess, do you want to try herding sheep?" He Ruojin came with his back against the wind, Mofa flying wildly behind him.

Chengling squeezed the bamboo pole in her hand, then turned around and glanced at the flock of sheep behind her, she frowned and said, "I haven't...been driving sheep before."

"Everyone has something that they have never done before. There is a first time for everything, and the princess can rest assured that this flock of sheep is raised by Wei Chen himself. They are very docile and will never hurt the princess."

Hearing what he said, Chengling moved her lips, really excited to try it.

He Ruojin walked up to her, blinked and said, "Princess stretches out her hand."

Chengling was stunned: "What for?"

"Stretch out your hand." He Ruojin repeated his words.

Although Chengling didn't know what he was going to do, she still stretched out her hand curiously, palm up.

The next moment, He Ruojin also stretched out her hand, and something fell on Chengling's palm.

Cheng Ling lowered her head and saw that it was a jade-carved whistle.

Chengling held it in a daze.

"These lambs are very obedient." He Ruojin cast an encouraging look at Shengling.

Chengling looked up at her, pursed her lips lightly, finally nodded, turned and walked towards the sheep.

Chengling carefully put the whistle to her mouth, and blew once, because it was related to the plain, the whistle spread far away at once, and the sheep heard the whistle and ran away...

Under He Ruojin's instructions, Chengling waved a bamboo pole and chased the leader sheep. The leader ran after her whistle, and the flock of sheep behind followed suit.

Chengling seemed to have never run so fast before, and she was almost overtaken by the sheep a few times. While running, she suddenly saw He Ruojin riding a horse from behind, and Chengling yelled at him while running, "You Cheating!"

He Ruojin rode on the horse and said leisurely: "I didn't say that I would accompany the princess to drive the sheep."

Chengling was furious when she heard these words, picked up the whistle and blew towards He Ruojin, waved the leader, and said loudly: "Come on, let me take down this daring courtier!"

Under her leadership, the leader led the flock to He Ruojin's direction, and soon even Shengling was left behind...

And Chengling probably ran too fast, and was suddenly hit by a lamb running past in front of her. She lost her center of gravity and rolled down a small hill.

He Ruojin saw it sharp-eyed, and immediately raised his hand and put his hand to his mouth to make a warning whistle. The sheep stopped immediately when they heard the whistle. At the same time, He Ruojin rode back quickly, almost Before the horse stopped, he jumped off the horse and rushed towards Chengling. When Chengling hit a rock, he grabbed Chengling's collar in time and dragged him back.

Chengling was still in shock, clutching the back of her neck, coughing in the cold wind and saying intermittently: "You... are you going to... strangle this princess to death?"

After He Ruojin came to her senses, she quickly let go of her hand, and Chengling rolled over, barely grasping the grass, and fell on a piece of green grass, gasping for breath.

"My minister came late to rescue me, please forgive me, princess."

Chengling clutched her collar and was still coughing.

"Princess... are you okay?"

Chengling panted for a while, finally sat up from the grass, raised her head and glanced at He Ruojin who was standing in front of her at a loss, "What do you think?"

"It's Weichen's fault. Tell me, princess, it was a little lamb with no eyes that kicked you. Weichen will catch it and kill it to make a roasted whole lamb for the princess to eat."

Chengling stared at He Ruojin's serious expression, and after a while, stopped laughing angrily, "You...forget it, this princess spares your life."

Only then did He Ruojin sit down next to her unhurriedly, "Princess, is your anger gone?"

Chengling raised her head slightly and closed her eyes, her two small hands rested on the grass behind her, blowing the wind on the grassland comfortably, as if the air was filled with the smell of green grass, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, as if she hadn't relaxed like this for a long time pass.

Chengling closed her eyes for a long while before slowly humming.

"Is the princess feeling better?" He Ruojin asked suddenly.

Chengling finally opened her eyes slowly, looked at the grassland that merged with the sky, and let out a "hmm".

"Every time Weichen is in a bad mood, he also likes to come here, ride horses, and drive sheep, and he feels much more comfortable. If it is not enough, he will roast a sheep and eat it."

At first, Chengling sounded quite reasonable, but when she heard what he said later, she immediately turned her head and gave him another look, "Why do you think about roasting sheep all day long? Why do these sheep follow a master like you?" ..."

He Ruojin looked at her, curled her lips into a smile, and told her honestly: "Weichen likes to eat roast lamb."

Chengling also took a look at him, she saw that He Ruojin was smiling, she also smiled for no reason, then she turned her head away, the breeze blew, her hair brushed the corner of her mouth, Chengling raised her fingers together hair strands.

She vaguely felt that she was still being watched, turned around and saw that He Ruojin was still looking at her, Chengling suddenly clenched her fingers in panic, stood up from the grass, slightly lowered her head and patted the grass on her hands Dust coughed and said, "I'm going back."

He Ruojin nodded: "Weichen sent the princess back."

When getting on the horse, Chengling grabbed He Ruojin's hand and got on the horse. She wanted to let go, but found that He Ruojin was still holding her hand, and Chengling looked at him with slightly frowned eyebrows.

He Ruojin looked up at her sitting on the horse, and said calmly: "Princess should be thinking now, General He looks pretty good, so good that I don't even know what reason to reject him. But what to do."

Chengling: "..."

She blushed for a moment, stared at him struggling and said, "You don't even want to lose face, let me go, let go!"