The Gilded Cage

The horseshoe clank stepped across the icy ground covered with dead branches and leaves. She sat firmly on the saddle, holding the rein in one hand, and keeping balance in the other. The whole body was slightly lowered forward, and the cold wind was blowing on her face. The ribbon on her riding outfit also flew in mid-air.

Xiao Kezhi chased his horse behind him, his deep eyes staring at the sassy and heroic figure ahead, like a wolf chasing its prey in the wilderness.

But the prey being chased didn't panic at all.

She immediately looked back and smiled at him, the hair of her temples fluttering in the wind: "Now, what do you think of your Majesty?"

The golden sunlight projected down through the crossed branches, coating her whole body with a halo, flashing and extinguishing while galloping, and his eyes were also shining brightly.

This woman is like the stars and moons in the sky. Every time she looks up, she can show different emotions, which is surprising and amazing.

An interesting smile flashed unconsciously on his cold face, and the legs that clamped the horse's abdomen couldn't help but force, leaning down and urging the horse to speed up.

Two horses galloping in front of the uninhabited stream, one moment is near, the other is far away, you chase me, and you will never get tired of it.

Xiao Kezhi seemed to be deliberately playing with Chu Ning, until she had run enough, he suddenly accelerated again, catching up with her at a very fast speed, and leaning out immediately, with one arm around her when she was not paying attention. Hold her, hug her directly from the maroon horse to your body.

She couldn't help but whispered, and subconsciously grasped the saddle in front of her with both hands.

There was a low chuckle suddenly behind him.

With just a blink of an eye, he has controlled the slowing down of both horses, wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned her back tightly in his arms, and lowered his head in her ear and said:" Have you played enough? Your riding skills are good, but compared to me, it's still so bad."

The oncoming wind is cold, but the arms behind him are hot. The hot and humid breath flicked through her ears, and she couldn't help but straighten her back in his arms, and her cheeks, which had been blown by the cold wind, gradually burned.

"Nie-in-law's little bit of carving skills, naturally, dare not compare with your majesty."

The two were attached to each other in an airtight manner, allowing him to easily detect the subtle changes in her.

He tightened his arms around her waist, making her unavoidable, and leaned back again. The thin back was embedded in his broad and sturdy chest. As the horse trot, the temperature between the two rose a little.

"It just happens to be your'little bug trick', which can always attract me." He was so hot that he could not help but bite the skin behind her ears with gnashing teeth, as if he would appear here because of her. The intentional seduction is general.

On the one hand, Chu Ning couldn't help but dodge, and at the same time he was amazed by the accusations in his words-this person seemed to be like this every time, obviously he came by himself, but always pushed everything to her.

She simply softened her body, tried to lean on his chest, raised her head and kissed him gently on the chin, and kissed him until her breath was unstable. Then she said innocently, "Your Majesty, Aning didn't make any claims today."

She raised her crimson cheeks, looked at him grievously with a pair of wet and misty eyes, seeing his heart trembled, and subconsciously pinched her waist.

Yes, she didn't take the initiative to attract him today, but he involuntarily followed. He deliberately ignored this fact, but he had to admit it under her reminder.

In fact, as soon as she and Guoer appeared on the racecourse, someone quietly sent the news to him.

He didn't want to pay any attention, but somehow, the hunting that had made him excited suddenly lost its appeal and became dull. Even when he saw the deer flying by in the forest, it was her mind several times. After deliberately attracting his attention, he ran away slyly.

He had no choice but to take the arrow in angrily, and without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, he took the two guards to her stable alone.

And now, he chased her in this uninhabited land again, pulling her from the horse directly in front of him to hold her firmly.

If he said that he could comfort him a few times before, it was she who seduced him, then this time, he had no excuses anymore, he had to admit that it was indeed his initiative first.

The truth is unavoidable, and the hazy feeling in his heart that has always been vaguely moved towards her again, and with it, there is also an unspeakable sense of loss of control and frustration.

It happened that the woman in his arms was still so beautiful and innocent, and it was hard to find the slightest mistake.

The complex emotions in my heart suddenly turned into a wave of anger. He couldn't help holding her waist and turning her whole body on the saddle, turning her into a posture sitting sideways in front of him.

"His Majesty!"

Such a posture prevented her from sitting firmly with the horse's belly, so she whispered softly, stretched out her hand and clung to his shoulder, not daring to move.

He didn't give her a chance to breathe at all, he only wrapped her back with one hand, pinched her chin with the other, bowed his head and kissed her lips strongly.

The scorching breath blew by, burning an invisible flame in the winter.

Her front was untied, and a cold wind quickly poured in, causing her to tremble all over, and couldn't help but begged him for pity.

The next moment, she was drawn into the warm and thick cloak again, and hot kisses pierced the cold wind, densely falling on her neck and chest.

She still trembled all over, but it was no longer because of the cold wind, but because of the heat from the inside out.

"Yes, today it is my ghost who has lost my mind." He vented his anger and cut her hands behind him, and he couldn't help torturing her with the bumps when the horse ran, "You temptress..."

She only felt weak and dizzy head. Listening to his words, she vaguely remembered that under the dim candlelight in the Hall of Liangyi that day, he called her a "wife" and tossed her with all means.

It is impossible for a person to fall twice in one place.

She bit her lower lip vigorously, held back the low groan that had reached her mouth, tried her best to soften her body against his chest, raised her head to kiss his rolling apple, and then moved all the way down his neck.

He was so excited that he loosened his hands and immediately gave her an opportunity.

His clothes were pulled apart quickly, two slender arms wrapped around him from the front, soft fingertips touched the skin behind his neck, and moved down the distinct joints on the spine. It's heavy, like feathers and cat's claws, extending to the very end.

"Lesson owed!"

A burst of crispness spread from behind, he gritted his teeth, pressing her into his cloak harder and harder, and couldn't help but rush the horse to run wild.

Her bay red horse had been banished on the edge of the racecourse, while his steed carried the two straight to the imperial tent.

The people around him gradually increased. Chu Ning realized that something was wrong. The whole person was buried in his arms and became uneasy. He couldn't help holding him tightly. He trembled and asked, "Your Majesty, where do you want to take Aning?"

"Hush!" He motioned for her to silence, with one hand holding the reins to stop the horse, and the other firmly pressing her against her chest to prevent her from raising her head. The cloak even wrapped her up in an airtight manner. If you don’t want to be known, just keep quiet."

Across the thick cloak, she already heard the noisy sound of horseshoes, footsteps and voices, and her heart was pounding with fright. She could only be obediently stiff and obedient.

With all eyes in sight, he turned her over and got off the horse in disheveled clothes and strode towards the imperial account.

"Da, everybody, this--" The servants and guards waiting at the side of the tent were already stunned. They stared at the situation in front of them, and didn't know how to react.

The emperor just said that he wanted to look around for himself and told them not to follow. Why did he return with a woman in public after a while? Looking at the disheveled clothes, anyone with a discerning eye can guess what happened!

"Go away!" Xiao Kezhi said with a sullen face and a hoarse voice, and the sharp eyes were also faintly red blood. That tight look was obviously unbearable any more.

The waiters desperately suppressed the horror in their hearts, opened the curtain for him, and let him in.

"Stay far, no one is allowed to come near!"

A low-pitched command came, and the waiter and the guards looked at each other, and then tacitly bowed their heads and retreated to ten feet away, surrounding the entire imperial tent, not allowing anyone to approach.

The tent curtain that had been opened has fallen again, densely covering the situation in the tent.

...

The movement on the tent side quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Countless pairs of curious, probing, or nervous eyes were staring straight at the impermeable imperial tent, but no one dared to step forward and pry out. They could only guess from a distance in their hearts that Xiao Kezhi was so grandly embraced. Who the **** is a woman?

The sage has been in Lishan for nearly half a month. During this period, many girls often go to and out of the horse farm under the mountain, but he has never looked at it more, and has not shown any interest. Even Zhao Erniang was as active as Zhao Erniang. Pay attention to it.

Everyone was wondering if the saint was not close to the female, he suddenly embraced a woman who was so tightly covered that she didn't know her identity. It was really shocking!

For a while, many people began to quietly count the young girls in their vision, trying to find out which woman it was.

Zhao Yu'e, who was teaching Guoer riding a horse, also became absent-minded.

Her mood was as shocking as everyone else, but she didn't bother to find out which girl it was.

There is no other reason. This racecourse is very big. There are dozens of girls coming today, plus the maids who come along with it, and I don’t know where they are. If you want to count them one by one, it’s almost impossible to count them. .

For example, when she glanced at Guo'er next to her, she remembered that the Princess Chu, who had brought Guo'er earlier, was not nearby now, but could she conclude that the woman in that tent was the Chu family based on this?

However, this situation somewhat embarrassed her.

She let go of her reservations and took the initiative to welcome the new emperor, almost everyone knows. Before, she could comfort herself, probably because this new gentleman was born cold and never reacted at all, but now, she can no longer deceive herself.

If there were a few sneer glances around her, it made her feel humiliated, and it was almost impossible to maintain the smile on her face.

"Ms. Zhao..." Guo'er sat nervously on the little red horse. Seeing that she hadn't responded for a long time, she finally reminded her timidly.

Zhao Yu'e suddenly returned to her senses, pulling the reins with one hand, and smiling at her: "The little lady feels tired? Do you want to take a break?"

In any case, even if she doesn't like this petite child, she must always remember that this is the cousin of the saint, so she can't neglect.

Guoer shook his head, tried to sit up straight, and boldly said seriously: "Ms. Zhao, I, I don't want to rest, I want to learn quickly, and I can't live up to your Majesty and the Prince's kindness to me!"

Although she is young and very shy, her mind is very delicate and sensitive. She understands that Xiao Kezhi and Chu Ning treat her sincerely. Her mother asked her to learn how to ride horses, and she wanted her to practice courage. She didn't want to disappoint them. Even if it feels difficult, even if she knows the contempt and perfunctory in Ms. Zhao's heart, she must keep on learning.

"It's natural for the little lady to have this heart. It's just that learning to ride a horse doesn't happen overnight, we have to take it slowly." Zhao Yu'e looked at her trembling back, and was holding back a laugh, but suddenly thought. It looked like something, her eyes flashed, and she asked tentatively, "The little lady is the cousin of the saint, and she should be very close to the saint. Maybe you guessed who was the one who had just entered the account with the saint?"

She asked in a very natural tone, as if out of pure curiosity.

Guoer turned to look at the Imperial Account, and shook his head awkwardly: "I, I have only met your Majesty two or three times, no, not close..."

Zhao Yu'e's eyes suddenly flashed disappointment, and he said, "Sure enough," in his heart. But she thought a lot, how could such a daughter of Tian Shelang from Yanzhou really get close to the saint?

She grinned reluctantly, pulling on the reins for Guo'er and continuing to walk slowly, but she didn't put her mind on teaching her how to ride a horse, but kept thinking about the situation that she had only seen before.

With an identity like a saint, what kind of woman you want is nothing more than a word. Why conceal the identity of that woman from outsiders? But since he wrapped that person so tightly, there should be only two possibilities, either because the woman has a special identity and doesn't want to teach others to know it, or the saint loves her and doesn't want to ruin the woman's reputation.

No matter what kind of possibility it is, it shows that the saint is not totally inferior to female sex.

In this case, she still has a chance to succeed, but she needs to think carefully.