Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Shi Lanxin saw from afar a group of unidentified dark objects slowly moving towards her. When she gradually saw the faces of her two grooms, she couldn't help but feel panic.

The scene before my eyes could not be described in a single word.

It's really funny, really ridiculous, really outrageous.

But I saw two muscular but simple-minded grooms, one in front and one behind, carrying a horse with all their strength as if they were carrying a tripod, and walking slowly forward.

Chu Huanjun was sitting leisurely on his horse, holding a juicy peach in his hand and savoring it slowly.

Shi Lanxin felt something was wrong and hurried forward to greet him in a panic.

"Brother Xiao Chu..."

I don’t know if it was because she was shy or because she was panicked and afraid, but every time Shi Lanxin saw Chu Huanjun, her face would always turn as red as the mask of Guan Gong on the stage.

Finally meeting their own young lady, the two grooms felt that they had made great contributions by inviting His Royal Highness Prince Yi. They carried their horses with increasing vigor and enthusiasm, waiting for the young lady to return and reward them - although the way they did so was a bit embarrassing.

The wind today was really noisy. Chu Huanjun, who was tall and strong, was sitting on his "tall and strong" mount, so he couldn't hear Lan Xin's sweet and delicate voice below.

"Get down!"

Chu Huanjun gave an order and the two grooms fell down immediately.

They had just carried this tall horse for several miles on foot. Even the strongest man could not withstand such exertion. Now they could no longer hold on and fell unconscious on the ground like a camel that had been unloaded.

Chu Huanjun stood up on tiptoe, stepped on the wind, and dismounted with a light breeze. The long wind blew his long black hair, which was like a waterfall of clouds, into the air, and the wide sleeves and lapels of his long robe also fluttered in the air, making it look elegant and beautiful beyond words.

Shi Lanxin stared at her handsome lover approaching inch by inch infatuatedly. A refreshing pine fragrance slowly came over her, from the tip of her nose to her heart, bit by bit, paralyzing every nerve in her body like being drunk.

"I heard you were looking for me, Miss Shi."

At this moment, Shi Lanxin was wondering what kind of incense Xiao Chu used on a daily basis. How could it smell so good? She didn't even need to get close to him; the wind blowing past him would carry the fragrance for eight hundred miles.

"Yes...Brother Xiaochu, I...I've been waiting for you here for a long time...I...I wanted to ask you...are you free today? I heard there's a good restaurant opened in the east of the city. Are you hungry? I'd like to treat you to a meal, okay..."

A young girl who has just reached the age of marriage cannot hide her innocent thoughts.

All it takes is an ambiguous smile from her lover, and she will muster up all her courage, bet her entire fortune, and go with him.

The first time Shi Lanxin met Chu Huanjun was during an autumn hunt in the imperial palace hunting grounds.

That day, the wind was gentle and the scenery was bright. The distant mountains and forests were dyed with golden color, and the whole field was covered with golden color.

The same golden sunlight sprinkled all over the young man - he was wearing a glittering ginkgo-colored riding habit, with his long black hair tied up high. He was galloping on his horse across the vast plains, drawing his bow and arrow, and smiling wildly.

In the vast and desolate plains of heaven and earth, Shi Lanxin could only see him——

The bright clothes, the vigor of young men, and their energetic horses are what are most attractive.

At the Autumn Hunting Banquet, Chu Huanjun gave Shi Lanxin a pheasant he had shot casually for a ridiculous reason: Shi Lanxin had worn her hair in a bun that day, and Chu Huanjun secretly thought that the girl's hair style was a bit similar to that of a pheasant.

He threw the half-dead pheasant, which had been hit by an arrow and was still bleeding, into Shi Lanxin's arms, completely ignoring the beautiful clothes the girl had just changed into for the Autumn Hunting Banquet. Shi Lanxin was so scared that she burst into tears on the spot.

But later when she returned home, her father told her that the young man who gave her the pheasant was the only prince in the palace, and she should build a good relationship with him.

From that day on, Shi Lanxin always racked her brains to create opportunities for her to meet Chu Huanjun.

In front of the palace gate, on the road back to the palace, and even later when she found out that he began to frequent brothels and taverns, she was heartbroken and set up ambushes on the roads he passed by.

Just to see him one more time.

Today was a beautiful day, and the most handsome young man in her eyes was right before her, so close at hand.

It seemed like I was back to that autumn many years ago, at that autumn hunting banquet.

Chu Huanjun stuffed a soft package into Shi Lanxin's hands, smiling tenderly: "I'm sorry, I don't have time to have dinner with you today. I apologize for making you wait for me for so long, so I'll give you a small gift. Please accept it."

Shi Lanxin suddenly felt something warm on her palm, and a moist scent mixed with the fragrance of grass and soil entered her nostrils.

She didn't have time to lower her head to find out what he had given her. Her eyes were full of him and she couldn't bear to look away for even a moment.

But the shimmering light in those beautiful eyes was always so fickle, staying on her face for just a moment before leaving without mercy.

There was another neigh, and Chu Huanjun had already rode away with the whip. The horse's hooves were flying fast, kicking up dust all over the ground, and covering Shi Lanxin, who was standing there in a daze, with dust all over her face.

Watching Chu Huanjun's back gradually disappear among the overlapping buildings, Shi Lanxin came back to her senses. She held the package in her hand, her heart beating so fast that it was about to break.

Only then did she realize that the package was wrapped in the soft handkerchief she had given him. When she smelled it closely, it seemed to carry his unique pine scent.

Huai Qiu, who was standing by, looked at it for a long time and then asked boldly, "Miss, do you want to open it and see what's inside?"

Huai Qiu had probably never seen a young lady like this before. Shi Lanxin blushed, her heartbeat pounding, and she looked charming. She responded in a delicate voice, "Hey."

After she finished speaking, she carefully lifted a corner of the soft handkerchief with her fingers, only to see a suspicious brown-yellow stain on the handkerchief.

A strange smell instantly rushed into her nose, and Shi Lanxin's expression changed from shyness and joy to shock.

When she peeled off the soft handkerchief, a pile of fresh and smelly dog ​​shit suddenly appeared in front of Shi Lanxin.

How could a rich young lady, who had always lived a life of luxury, endure such humiliation? Shi Lanxin's face turned pale, and she quickly threw the thing in her hand ten miles away, falling to the ground and wailing.

A girl's thoughts are like the weather in early February. Just now it was bright and beautiful with everything reviving, but in the blink of an eye a late spring cold snap came, freezing the delicate spring flowers into hard ice.

Rumor has it that Chu Huanjun has a kind heart, is gentle and kind, and has infinite tenderness.

Rumor has it that Chu Huanjun is both passionate and innocent, and can walk through a field of flowers without getting a single leaf on him.

Rumors also say that Chu Huanjun is magnanimous and will not get angry with anyone. Even if someone burns his eyebrows with fire, he will forgive them with a smile.

Shi Lanxin stroked her chest which was heaving violently due to fright, raised her hand tremblingly, and put it to her nose to sniff.

The smell of stinky dog ​​shit was like a piece of plaster, sticking to her palm and lingering for a long time.

Shi Lanxin, who was about to cry, was supported by several maids and servants and returned to the carriage with unsteady steps.

She seemed a little confused, as if she was crying, or laughing out of anger, and she was mumbling something to herself, but no one could hear it clearly.