Lu Ren looked at her profile and saw that she looked thoughtful. It was obvious that she really hadn't remembered it. He couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "Didn't the princess say... riding me is as enjoyable as riding a horse?"

Wen Yu: ...

It seems to be true.

"This horse is not that horse. This princess didn't react for a moment, not because she forgot."

Lu Ren nodded and looked at Wen Yu sideways, appearing very obedient: "I believe in the princess."

However, the movements of his right palm were not very gentle. He kept stroking Wen Yu's waist gently. Then he squeezed his legs lightly, and the horse under him received the command and started to move.

Because Lu Ren held the spear in his left hand and Wen Yu in his right hand, the horse's reins hung on the horse's back without anyone paying attention to it.

Wen Yu reminded: "You didn't pull the reins."

"I know."

"You know? What if I fall down?"

Lu Ren was very confident, and said firmly, "He won't fall off. When using a spear on horseback, there is no need to hold the reins. Princess, have you ever seen a general killing an enemy on horseback and taking care not to fall off the horse?"

Wen Yu thought it made sense, and then said: "I don't like other generals, I only like people like you."

Lu Ren chuckled.

However, Lu Ren's words did arouse Wen Yu's interest in his spear.

She knew that the spear was known as the king of weapons and that all the soldiers in the army were equipped with spears.

There is a saying that goes, if you have the same level of combat power, if you meet someone who is good at swords, you can fight back and forth; if you meet someone who is good at knifes, you can still fight; if you meet someone who is good at guns, you have to run, run non-stop.

"Your gun is really cool. I think you were holding this gun when you went to fight Xili before?"

"right."

"Does it have a name?"

Lu Ren was stunned: "So the princess didn't know."

Wen Yu was also stunned: "Ah? Should I know?"

Lu Ren said with a smile: "I was careless. The name of my spear is 'Ji Yang'."

Wen Yu: ...

From the name, you can tell that he and Jiyue have the same owner.

"Princess, would you like to touch my gun?"

Wen Yu:?

This sounds weird...

She turned her head to look at Lu Ren, but his expression was very serious. It was obvious that he was asking seriously whether she wanted to touch Ji Yang's spear. He had no other intention at all. His eyes were so clear that Wen Yu even despised herself.

"Princess?"

Wen Yu blinked: "Touch, of course I want to touch it, let me touch it."

Lu Ren curled his lips, held the spear horizontally in front of Wen Yu, and said with some sighs: "I still remember that when the princess first saw Ji Yue, she said she wanted to touch her."

Ji Yue was hanging on Lu Ren's waist at this time.

Wen Yu nodded randomly, stretched out her hand and gently touched the body of Ji Yang's spear, then grasped it and slowly touched the tip of the spear. The slightly warm touch surprised her: "This spear is hot."

Lu Ren nodded: "Ji Yang is refined from burning iron."

Wen Yu blinked: "So why isn't it called Fen Ji?"

Lu Ren was surprised: "Princess likes this name?"

"No, I like the name you gave me better."

Wen Yu smiled and said, "This is warm, so can I sleep with your gun in my arms every day in winter?"

As she spoke, she kept touching it back and forth lovingly.

Lu Ren rarely said anything.

Wen Yu turned around in confusion, only to see Lu Ren's eyes flickering, his expression inexplicably deep: "Princess, don't say anything that will cause me to misunderstand."

Wen Yu: ...

No, why should I be shy now...

Wen Yu said: "Didn't you just ask me if I wanted to touch your gun?"

Lu Ren: ...

Only then did he realize how misleading his previous words were.

Although Lu Ren felt a little embarrassed, he whispered, "Princess...you can touch anyone you want."

Wen Yu: ...

At this time, in the Shengjing City Palace on the other side, the emperor saw the mirror that he had not seen for a long time.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the emperor raised his hand and waved away all the palace servants.

Ming Jing stood with one hand on his chest, and gently moved the Buddhist beads in his hand with his other hand. His eyes were filled with compassion that saw through the vanity of the world. He sighed and said, "Your Majesty, you shouldn't have agreed to let the princess go to Beiyang Pass."

The emperor frowned slightly when he heard this: "Master Mingjing, what do you mean by this?"

Ming Jing lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Forget it, after all, I am a step late."

"Master Mingjing can speak frankly."

Ming Jing did not answer, still playing a riddle that ordinary people could not understand at all: "This is God's will. I shouldn't have the heart to interfere out of thin air. Amitabha, I am guilty of sin."

The emperor felt a little uneasy when he heard this: "Will my sister be in danger on this trip?"

Mingjing shook his head: "No."

The emperor felt relieved, but still a little worried: "The wedding procession didn't go far, I sent someone..."

"Your Majesty, do you remember what I once said? The eldest princess is a divine weapon. Perhaps... she can break the impasse."

After he said that, he turned and left.

emperor:……

He tapped the table subconsciously with his fingertips, but the rhythm was not as leisurely as before, but a little anxious and messy.

"Master Mingjing, my sister has finally returned. I will not let her fall into danger again..."

Before the emperor finished speaking, Ming Jing sighed and said, "She's gone. Your Majesty, there's no need to look for her or worry about her. The princess won't be in danger..."

He shouldn't have gone down the mountain, nor should he have had the intention to interfere.

Ming Jing left the palace and walked into the mountains alone. Suddenly, he paused and sat under a tree to meditate silently.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes, his fingertips slowly pressed on the center of his eyebrows, a red mole suddenly appeared, and the emotions in his eyes gradually increased. Finally, he stood up and patted his butt vigorously.

"You're a great monk, but you're so ungentlemanly just sitting on the ground like that."

Bajie said to himself, "Don't worry, what can a little monk like me do to interfere? I'll just follow and see."

At this time, in a remote courtyard on the other side of Shengjing City, Hua Yao brought in dinner, but there was no one in the room.

Ning Xuanyan is missing.

Hua Yao was not very surprised, as the master left earlier than she expected.

She thought that Ning Xuanyan would follow the eldest princess at night after dinner.

But she didn't expect that she overestimated her master.

Hua Yao was silent.

She had gradually understood that the master had given away the Phoenix Seal, the person, and the heart, without any reservations.

The only thing that seemed to remain was the Lord's mouth.