At the end of the Si hour (9-11 AM), the group prepared to set off.
Outside the mansion gate, Feng Yan and several attendants were already waiting.
An ordinary horse-drawn carriage was parked there.
Feng Yan knew very well that the prince's luxurious carriage was not to be used by anyone other than the prince and Miss Yong'an in the past, so he prepared this inconspicuous little carriage.
Beside Feng Yan was a magnificent Akhal-Teke horse with a completely black coat. It was tall and strong, clearly an extremely precious and fine horse.
Looking at such a tall and powerful horse, Lu Xiaoyun felt a little intimidated.
She can't ride a horse...
So, Lu Xiaoyun pretended not to see the horse, took a step, lifted the curtain, and entered the carriage.
Feng Yan: ...
"Master, I'll go and get a different car. This one is too small."
Lu Xiaoyun neither agreed nor disagreed, but nodded slightly.
On the other side.
Li Feng followed behind Zhu Yu and hurriedly called out, "Miss, please slow down. You still have an injury on your knee. Physician Jiang said that the emergency medicine he used can only keep you from feeling pain for the next day or two."
"Miss, why do you take such big strides when you walk?"
"Miss, you are now a princess, you must be mindful of your image."
"Miss, you should keep your hands in front of you when you walk, not behind you. It doesn't look good, Miss..."
Li Feng was panting heavily as she followed, while Zhu Yu walked briskly ahead.
Yesterday, the young lady insisted on coming to Ganlu Temple with the prince, so the prince ordered Jiang Chuan to ask Physician Jiang for medicine, which would ensure that the young lady's knee would feel better in the next couple of days.
As a result, well, it doesn't hurt anymore. The young lady walks with a brisk pace and takes very large steps. Why does she also like to put one hand behind her back?
Isn't this how a man walks?
Upon arriving outside the mansion, Zhu Yu walked to his horse, naturally took the reins from Feng Yan, and prepared to mount.
result……
Um?
Um? ?
Um? ? ?
Uh, I can't climb up...
Feng Yan's eyes widened. He glanced at the carriage that had been changed, then at the "princess" who was desperately trying to climb onto the horse. His gaze deepened.
Li Feng frantically tugged at his sleeve from behind, whispering urgently, "Miss, that's the Prince's horse, the Prince's! You're too short, you can't ride it, Miss..."
Zhu Yu: "..."
In Shengjing City, which young lady from a noble family doesn't know how to ride a horse? He originally thought that although she was now in the body of Lu Xiaoyun, it wouldn't be strange for her to ride a horse, after all, the journey to Ganlu Temple was fifty miles, and taking a carriage would be too slow.
Who would have thought...
The scene became extremely awkward.
Zhu Yu said coldly, "Hmph, do you think I don't know this is the prince's horse? If the prince can ride in my carriage, why can't I ride his horse?"
Jiang Chuan twitched his lips: "Your Highness, your legs are short."
Zhu Yu rolled his eyes at him, annoyed: "Shut up!"
Lu Xiaoyun, who had just peeked out from behind the carriage curtain, cleared her throat and said, "Feng Yan, take the horses to the stables. Today, I will travel by carriage with the Princess."
Feng Yan: "Yes."
Feng Yan tossed the reins to the gatekeeper, mounted his horse, and led dozens of guards to stand on either side of the carriage.
Li Feng helped Zhu Yu into the carriage.
Zhu Yu looked at Lu Xiaoyun, who was sitting calmly in the carriage, and said angrily, "Are you deliberately trying to make a fool of me? Since you're already in the carriage, why didn't you ask them to take the horses away earlier?"
"We were just about to take him away when you arrived. Who told you to be so quick?"
Zhu Yu snorted coldly and turned his face away from her.
The large group set off for Ganlu Temple.
Zhu Yu stopped talking and leaned against the car wall, closing his eyes to rest.
For some reason, perhaps it was because he was in a woman's body and was prone to drowsiness, or perhaps his injuries hadn't fully healed, but in any case, Zhu Yu soon became drowsy.
Gradually, he leaned against Lu Xiaoyun.
Lu Xiaoyun: "..." Is Prince An throwing himself into my arms?
The space inside the carriage was too small and uncomfortable. As the carriage swayed, Zhu Yu eventually lay down on Lu Xiaoyun's lap.
An hour later, we arrived at the foot of Ganlu Temple Mountain.
Feng Yan: "Master, we've arrived. We need to walk the rest of the way."
Lu Xiaoyun looked at Zhu Yu, who was sleeping soundly on her lap, sighed helplessly, picked him up, and got off the carriage.
Lu Xiaoyun looked down at the person in her arms. The original owner's body was so soft and delicate that it was easy to hold her in her arms.
Jiang Chuanchao nudged Feng Yan's shoulder and raised an eyebrow to let him see.
Feng Yan glanced at the two of them indifferently.
Zhu Yu woke up slowly and was shocked to find himself being held horizontally in Lu Xiaoyun's arms.
Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Put me down!"
"With your current condition, are you sure you can climb these long steps?"
Zhu Yu glanced at the dress he was wearing, and the veins on his forehead throbbed involuntarily. This morning, Li Feng had spent half the day fussing over him, only to end up with this cumbersome dress.
"Also, don't forget Physician Jiang's advice: you can't use your knees too much these next few days."
Zhu Yu shut up, burying his head in Lu Xiaoyun's arms, ignoring the guards who were staring at the two of them with wide eyes.
How shameful!
But the steps were really high, and you could hardly see the end of them from afar.
Although Lu Xiaoyun is currently in Zhu Yu's male body, she is still recovering from serious injuries and is still panting after a short while.
Feng Yan hurriedly said, "Master, let me carry the Princess."
Zhu Yu, who was buried in Lu Xiaoyun's arms, immediately raised his head and hugged her neck tightly: "No!"
Lu Xiaoyun's lips twitched, then she curled her lips into a smile, and with a powerful twist of her arm, she hoisted Zhu Yu onto her shoulder.
Zhu Yu: "..." His stomach churned, the world spun around him, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.
Zhu Yu pounded on Lu Xiaoyun's back: "What do you want to do? Put me down right now."
His own body was stiff, and now Lu Xiaoyun was carrying his delicate and weak body, which made his abdomen ache.
Lu Xiaoyun smiled and said, "The princess is delicate and frail. I cherish her and will naturally carry her up the mountain myself."
Jiang Chuan: Is this what you call a hug? Does Your Highness, this great man, perhaps have some misunderstanding about "hugging"?
He glanced at Feng Yan, who had already walked ahead, and was surprised to find that the guy seemed not to have seen him at all.
It's quite pitiful for a bodyguard to become like Feng Yan, devoid of all emotions and desires.
Li Feng followed behind with a happy expression. The prince was so considerate of the young lady. Knowing that the young lady was not fully recovered, he took the initiative to carry her up the mountain.
As for the difference between carrying or hugging, the maid said it didn't matter.
Jiang Chuan said to Li Feng, "The princess looks like she's in a lot of pain. Look, her face is all red."
Li Feng bent down and glanced at Zhu Yu's face, then said with a smile, "It's nothing, Miss is just embarrassed and blushing."
Zhu Yu glared at the little maid. Was he having some kind of trouble?
His blood rushed to his brain, and he was about to faint.
After two incense sticks had burned, the group arrived outside Ganlu Temple.
Lu Xiaoyun finally let go of Zhu Yu.
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