I don’t know how long it took, but when the sun sets, the carriage stopped.

Nangong Xiong lifted the thick curtains of the carport, stretched his head in and said, "Sir, we are about to enter the Dogandi Realm. Are you and the girls coming down to have a walk? It's evening now, and the scenery outside is very nice."

Yang Qiuchi always lost sex, and was dizzy when drinking. He was being cleaned up by the two women. I don’t know how to end it. After hearing what Nangong Xiong said, he finally got an excuse, but how could he let it go. He knelt down and crawled a few steps, arrived at Liu Ruobing’s side, gently stroked Liu Ruobing’s hair: "Ruobing, are you tired of lying down? The scenery outside is beautiful, let’s go down and have a walk, okay?"

Liu Ruobing had already heard Nangong Xiong's speech, but she felt a little tired, so she said lazyly: "You and Yun'er, Hong Ling, you go, I don't want to move."

Yang Qiuchi refused to support himself, pouted like a child, pretending to be unhappy. Liu Ruobing burst out laughing: "Look at you, you are all lords, and you're still like a child, that's fine." He got up. Seeing this, Song Yuner quickly took a silver mink shawl and put it on Liu Ruobing.

Yang Qiuchi, Hong Ling and Song Yuner carefully helped Liu Ruobing out of the car.

"Is there the Gandhi Realm ahead?" Yang Qiuchi was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. There were continuous snow-capped mountains in the distance. Half of the sunset had already fallen down the hillside. It was bright red, and the afterglow dyed the mountains and the grass red.

The meadows, rivers, and cattle and sheep scattered on the meadows are like they are covered with a layer of golden veil, and everything is in a piece of gold.

Yang Qiuchi took off his boots and ran barefoot on the grass. Because it was not snowing, the weather was not so cold. Song Yun'er saw Yang Qiuchi running happily on the grass like a child, and also took off her boots and ran with Yang Qiuchi. Hong Ling held Liu Ruobing and stood by the roadside and smiled at them.

Before he came, Yang Qiuchi always thought that Duogan was similar to the Gobi Desert, but it was just a barren land of barbarians. However, all this in front of him was far beyond his expectations. It turned out to be a natural beauty like a paradise.

In the distance, you can faintly see several scattered houses, as well as temples in red walls, distant mountains and temples, and Tibetan houses echo one by one, making it look particularly quiet and harmonious under the setting sun.

Not far away, a silver-white stream winds over the edge of the snow-capped mountains, and the water flows gurgle and clear.

Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner discussed and ran back to support Liu Ruobing to the stream.

Liu Ruobing threw away Yang Qiuchi's hand and said angrily: "No need to help me, how can I be as unbearable as you think? Now I'm not going to be able to ride a horse and run for hundreds of miles." Liu Ruobing is very strong by nature and is really not used to being cared for by others as if they were taking care of a patient.

Yang Qiuchi still held her arm, smiled and said, "What are you thinking? I'm not helping you." He leaned over and said in a low voice in Liu Ruobing's ear: "I'm helping the little baby in your belly, that's the lifeblood of us. But it can't be lost at all!"

Liu Ruobing smiled and let him support him, walked through the soft grass, walked to the cool stream, and sat on the ground.

The sun has not yet completely gone down. The moon actually poked out its shy eyebrows from the east, and the pale yellow light shone on the snow on the top of the mountain, emitting a metallic call. The moonlight is brilliant in the corners that should not have appeared.

The scenery here is so charming that Yang Qiuchi decided to stay here tonight. Nangong Xiong and other guards were busy setting up tents and picking firewood to burn fire.

Yang Qiuchi reached into the stream and tried it out, it was cold. It was winter now, and this was the water flowing from the snow-capped mountains. Fortunately, the terrain was low and not frozen yet, but it was biting cold.

Song Yun'er also reached into the water. She was not afraid of the cold, so she looked at Yang Qiuchi with a squint. She shook her hand and drew a can of water at him, splashing Yang Qiuchi's face.

"Okay! You little girl, come on!" Yang Qiuchi drew two scoops back, and Song Yuner giggled and ran away.

It was dark, the stars were bright, and several bonfires were lit, illuminating the face of the grassland red.

Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner supported Liu Ruobing back to the bonfire. Hong Ling had already spread a few pieces of felt and tiger skin on the grass beside the bonfire. After Liu Ruobing sat down, Hong Ling brought a thick and soft fox fur cloak to Liu Ruobing.

Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner sat down next to Liu Ruobing, one left and one right. Hong Ling sat next to Yang Qiuchi. Nangong Xiong, Xia Ping and other guards had already put a circle of food and drink. The other guards also sat down around the bonfire.

With such a scenery and such moonlight, my beloved woman is sitting beside me. This feeling is really pleasant.

Everyone was drinking happily under the moonlight and starlight.

Yang Qiuchi was already drunk when he was on the road. After several drinks, he was very excited and picked up a glass of wine and raised it to Mingyue, chanting:

A pot of wine among the flowers,

Drink alone without a blind date.

Toast to invite the bright moon,

The shadow becomes three

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"No!" Song Yuner also blushed and shouted, "

What does it mean to drink alone without a blind date? What about me? What about my master? And your pretty girl Hong Ling? Are you not considered a human?" His hand pointed at Nangong Xiong, Xia Ping and the others: "And they are all wood? You use Li Bai's poem at this time. Although the artistic conception is right, the number of people is wrong. Is it fine for wine!"

Liu Ruobing smiled and said, "Yes, Qiu Chi Yin is wrong, so he should be punished."

"Punish it if you punish it! Hehe, as long as the relationship is right, just drink him back to back!" Yang Qiuchi leaned sideways on Liu Ruobing's shoulder, raised his neck, and drank the wine in the glass.

Song Yuner said, "I will punish you for drinking, and I will punish you for chanting another song!"

Hong Ling said, "That's unfair. Since the master has punished him to drink, it's naturally Miss Song's turn to recite the poem!" The beautiful Danfeng's eyes turned to Liu Ruobing and said, "Are you right? Senior Liu."

Liu Ruobing nodded: "That's right, Yun'er can't bully Qiuchi too much."

"Ha! I'm bullying him? It's obviously Master, you and Hong Ling, the stinky girl, help him bully me!"

"What? Can't you drink it?" Yang Qiuchi used a provocation method.

"Drink it!" Song Yuner picked up a glass of wine, got up, pretending to be sad: "Ah~! Who said I am the only disciple of Master Liu, the best martial arts world? Master has orders, how dare I not obey? Alas~!"

This long sigh made everyone laugh.

Song Yuner looked up at the bright moon in the sky and chanted:

I want to ride the wind and go back,

I'm afraid of the jade building and jade hall,

The high place is cold.

Dancing and making clear shadows,

How is it like being in the world?

"Okay! Good words, I want to go back on the wind!" Yang Qiuchi clapped, "Since you chant so well, you should give me a cup." He turned his head and looked at Liu Ruobing: "Are you? Ruobing."

Liu Ruobing smiled and stretched out her green onion finger and pointed it on Yang Qiuchi's forehead: "You have many ideas. Since Yun'er just said that we would bully her together, if we don't bully her once, I'm ashamed of her words. Then Yun'er will have a drink."

Song Yuner pouted with a red and pouty mouth: "A master with a slight eye!" She looked down at the wine in the glass. "Drink it!" She drank the wine in the glass in one sip.

Everyone applauded and ate a drink with them.

Yang Qiuchi reached out to hug Hong Ling's shoulders and said, "Ye! Pretty girl, it's your time to recite poems!"

"Me~? I can't recite poems!" Hong Ling had drunk several glasses just now, and she was already a little overwhelmed. When she heard Yang Qiuchi's words, she felt dizzy and was about to run away. Yang Qiuchi pulled her back: "Where can you go! No matter how you don't know!"

"Master~! Good Master~! Let's spare Hong Ling, can't I drink wine?"

"That's fine, then just have three drinks!" Yang Qiuchi took out the sweet words from the restaurant to persuade him to drink.

Hong Ling was shocked. She was already dizzy now and drank three drinks in a row. She would have been drunk on the spot and waved her hands to beg for mercy.

Liu Ruobing smiled and said, "If you can't recite poems, you can always sing nursery rhymes. It's okay to sing nursery rhymes!"

"Yes! Sing nursery rhymes!" Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner both cheered.

Hong Ling was originally thin-skinned. If she had been in front of so many people on weekdays, she could not even say a word, let alone sing nursery rhymes, but now she was a little dizzy. Seeing Yang Qiuchi was so excited, she also made some fun, imitated Song Yuner, took a glass of wine and stood up, thinking about it, and sang:

The big moon.

Little moon.

My brother got up and learned from the bamboo craftsman.

Sister-in-law got up and put on the soles of her shoes.

The mother-in-law got up and the rice was glutinous.

The glutinous rice is fragrant.

Play the drums and pick up the young lady.

Don’t cry, young lady.

I will plant glutinous grain for you next year.

The glutinous valley blooms.

I will pick you up and eat your dad.

Glutinous grains produce seeds.

I'll pick you up and eat shit.

Hahaha! Everyone laughed. Hong Ling, a handsome little girl, sang such a vulgar nursery rhyme, which made people laugh. Song Yuner rolled into Liu Ruobing's arms with laughter, and Yang Qiuchi rolled on the grass and made her stomach hurt.

Hong Ling returned to her seat with a red face and laughed. Yang Qiuchi got up from the grass and couldn't help laughing: "Hong... Ling... Hahaha... This is all...who taught you... Hahaha~!"

"When I was in Bazhou, I'll know."

"No wonder I think... haha... this seems... a nursery rhyme from Sichuan... hahaha." Yang Qiuchi couldn't breathe, and then he rubbed his stomach while picking up a glass of wine: "Okay! nursery rhymes are good nursery rhymes. If you sing it, the effect will be different, hahaha... Come on, reward you with a glass of wine!"
Chapter completed!