Chang Anqing

Chapter 228 Under the Mask
Seeing a false alarm, everyone dispersed and went back to the stands under comfort. Chen Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Ling who was sitting there with an abnormally pale face, and seemed to be in a daze, leaned over and said softly, "Can you walk? "

Hearing the sound, Shangguan Ling looked blankly at Chen Zhiyan who was inquiring, and finally nodded silently.

"Ruizhu, help me go back—"

While talking, Ruizhu hastened to help him, just as the Shangguan ordered him to calm down, and with Ruizhu's support, he supported his trembling and weak legs, and felt a gentle and gentleman's strength to lift him up. He held her waist to support her, and the other hand held her left hand tightly.

Sensing the first time that the people around him took the initiative to close the distance with him, Shangguan Ling's heart trembled, and he looked over involuntarily, seeing the man's gentle and jade-like face under the warm spring sun, but he couldn't calm down more and more.

"sorry--"

Hearing Shangguan Ling's light and guilty words, Chen Zhiyan didn't react, but as he walked forward, he watched Shangguan Ling's fallen hair lightly scattered a little bit, covering the depression and self-blame in her eyes, I have gradually understood something in my heart.

"You want to learn to ride a horse?"

Hearing Chen Zhiyan's question, Shangguan Ling nodded silently, and then said in a low voice, "I'm stupid, I can't shoot a bow, I can't shoot, I can't even learn to ride a horse, and today I'm hurting the lady of the county I was injured, making everyone worry about me, disturbing your interest—”

Seeing the face of the person beside him who seemed to have fallen from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, with no blood, let alone half confidence, Chen Zhiyan lowered his eyelids silently, and when he raised it again, he gently encouraged him: "Riding a horse is not a day's work, you have never done it in a day." I have learned that today I am able to control the horse alone, I have made great progress, if—"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Zhiyan saw Shangguan Ling, who had always lowered his head beside him, suddenly raised his head to look at him, with a little bit of temptation and expectation in his eyes: "Are you praising me?"

Ever since she married into the county prince's mansion, she was used to seeing the wife in front of her be dignified and decent in socializing with others, treat her servants with gentleness, virtuousness and courtesy, and take care of the housework with ease. It's a bit stunned.

Looking at those bright eyes, it was like a faint embers of a candle, which one couldn't bear to refuse.

After all, she is just a 16-year-old girl who grew up in her hands.

Seeing Chen Zhiyan nodding gently to her, Shangguan Ling's eyes suddenly glowed with stars, and at that moment, it seemed that even the pale and charming dimple looked a lot more complex.

"To learn to ride a horse, you need to get in touch with the horse, choose your own horse—"

"My own horse?"

Seeing the doubt in Shangguan Ling's eyes, Chen Zhiyan nodded lightly, looked into the distance thoughtfully and said, "Horses, like people, have their own temperaments, so they are like mortise and tenon with their masters. Cooperate tacitly—"

"It's no wonder that in ancient times there were such famous horses as Wu Xiao who could rescue their masters on the battlefield. Presumably they are not only masters and horses, but also like relatives and close friends."

Hearing Shangguan Ling's exclamation, Chen Zhiyan turned his head, and then calmly said: "If you want, I can teach you how to ride a horse in the future."

These words were very gentle, but when they fell on Shangguan Ling, they echoed endlessly.

"You, are you willing to teach me how to ride a horse?"

Looking at Shangguan Ling's almost unbelievable gaze, Chen Zhiyan nodded and smiled back. The next moment, Shangguan Ling couldn't suppress the joy in his heart anymore, and turned his head involuntarily. She saw Ruizhu who was very happy for her. The next moment, he felt the slight heat in his eyes, and couldn't help crying with joy.

Chen Zhiyan on the side hadn't noticed this change yet, but Shangguan Ling, who was so excited for a while, quickly quieted down. Once again, like an alarm bell, the words of her grandfather before she got married rang out every now and then.

That's right, she is the princess of the county, she must maintain an impeccable demeanor at all times, and she must no longer treat others and things like a little girl in a boudoir. Only in this way can the husband be respected and the people of the world be convinced, so that he is worthy to stand with him and become his only wife.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Ling lowered his head, forced himself to hold back his tears, regained his dignity and virtuousness in the past, and said with a gentle smile: "My husband's daily official duties are already cumbersome, if you teach me how to ride a horse again, it will always be a burden. It’s a hobby, just find someone to learn carefully—"

"Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, and when you and I and you, Uncle Yu, ride horses and hunt, it is possible that I can be busier than Your Majesty—"

Although he never asked, Chen Zhiyan had already seen the reason from the changes in the eyes of the people around him.

Just as the owner of Yongning County once said, people like them from aristocratic families and aristocrats have been defined for a lifetime since they were born. What should be learned, what should not be learned, what should be said, what should not be said. He lost his true heart, lost the purity of being a human being, and seemed to have different skins, but in fact, they were all like paintings enshrined on altars by the people. Except for the seemingly gorgeous and magnificent appearance, what he thought, what he loved, and what he loved Evil has long been deprived and destroyed.

How is it different from the marionette?
Looking at the Shangguan order in front of him, Chen Zhiyan withdrew his complicated and depressed mood, and said gently as always: "Today you go back and take good care of your general, and someday I will take you out of the mansion to ride a horse and smell the fragrance of flowers outside the mansion."

Seeing that Chen Zhiyan had made an agreement, Shangguanling no longer had the desire to dissuade her, because looking at the smiling eyes in front of her, she couldn't say anything.

If he could smile at her like this in the future, she wished that the next few decades of her life would be slower and longer.

When Li Sui and Baoying returned to the emperor's tent hand in hand, they saw Emperor Yuancheng's long face happily praising Sister's equestrian and ball skills, and everyone sitting around nodded in response without concealment.

"I've never seen His Highness riding a horse before, but after seeing it today, I realized that His Highness is the real hidden expert. Your team has His Highness, Sister Ah Man, and Sister Bao. This female general alone is enough. We don't have half a chance of winning."

Hearing Shen Qinglang's words, Saburo Yang Che on the side pretended to be unhappy and said: "It's strange that we lost a goal. You have grown up with others' ambitions before you even played, and destroyed your own prestige. How can you win?"

Hearing this, Shen Qinglang immediately started arguing with Yang Che again. Everyone shook their heads and smiled helplessly. Emperor Duyuan Cheng said happily: "Miss Shen San is right. Today, Yu Niang is a woman who does not let her bearded. The majestic female general—”

After all, Emperor Yuan Cheng couldn't restrain his joy, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold Empress Yang's hand. Empress Yang, who instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand, faced everyone's blessings and envious eyes, and finally looked at Emperor Yuan Cheng's affectionate eyes with a smile. Hearing the narrow and joking voices beside her ears, she felt that she was just wearing a mask, and that mask had already stuck to her flesh, and she couldn't pull it off again, unless she could bear the pain of bloody flesh.

"These days you have shut me out because you are unwell, but tonight you can't—"

Listening to Emperor Yuan Cheng whispering intimately in her ear, Empress Yang's heart sank for no reason, and the next moment she felt that familiar hand grasping her fingers greedily and lovingly, looking at the With the gentle and loving gaze, it was almost no surprise that a strong sense of nausea surged into her heart again, which made her almost uncontrollable.

But she knows that today is different from that night, there are too many pairs of eyes in front of her, and each pair of eyes may see any accident.

Suddenly, she felt that her ears were covered with layers of fog, and she could only hear the indistinct laughter and voices of the people around her, but her mind was gradually in a trance, as if seeing everyone pretending to be She was laughing, but her eyes were fixed on her like night owls, waiting for every mistake she made.

How long can she endure such days?
How long can it be controlled?

Gradually, Empress Yang tightly clenched her right hand into her palm until she felt the sharp pain of nails piercing into her palm, which allowed her to wake up briefly.

All of today's events may have been God telling her that her choice was not wrong.

(End of this chapter)