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Chapter 291: Making a Saddle

When Zixuan heard this, she was so shy that she lowered her head and said angrily, "You...you, you bastard, you are shameless..."

After saying that, he slapped him in the face and ran out of the tent angrily.

"ah?"

The burning pain on his face made him shocked. He didn't understand what he had done wrong, and why Miss Zixuan suddenly slapped him and left angrily.

After being stunned for a while, he realized that what he said was too naked. This is not a modern place, and words like "I love you to death" cannot be said casually to girls here, otherwise it will inevitably cause misunderstandings.

No, if you make a mistake for a moment, you will reap the consequences.

He patted his head and sighed, "It's okay to speak without restraint. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention."

After coming back to his senses, he wanted to go out and explain to her. As soon as he left the camp, he saw the small tree coming towards him. The visitor looked at him and asked, "Mr. Ling, what did you do to my lady?"

Ling Yun hurriedly shook his head and said, "I didn't..."

Xiaoshu exclaimed and said in surprise, "Hey! No? Then why does my lady look unhappy?"

"Forehead!"

Ling Yun was speechless because he didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't just say that he just said "I love you to death" to her young lady, right?

He can guarantee that if he dares to say this, he will be unable to eat and walk around.

Since he couldn't say it out loud, he had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Xiaoshu, I've been here for so long, why haven't I seen your young master?"

"Ah~ oh, young master... the young master has gone out to perform a mission. I'm afraid he won't be back in a short time."

"Ah? Didn't you say before that you would be back in a week?"

"Oh, Mr. Ling, I won't tell you anymore. This is the medicine I brewed for you. Remember to drink it. I'll leave first."

Putting the medicine in Ling Yun's hand, Xiao Shu turned around and left, surprisingly fast, as if running for his life. He touched his face and murmured to himself, "Am I so scary?"

No, it’s not that he is scary, it’s his problems that are scary.

It turns out that until now, Ling Yun did not know that the person he rescued in Anyang Lake was a woman. He originally thought that the person who rescued him was somewhat similar to the person he rescued in Anyang Lake that time.

He kept asking if the woman was related to that person. Until he saw Zhang Wu and Xiao Shu, he became more and more sure that the woman had an inseparable relationship with that person.

Sure enough, after he kept asking, Xiaoshu confessed to him that he was her young master, and Zixuan was their young lady.

Ling Yun suddenly understood. No wonder he had always felt that Zixuan was so similar to that person. They turned out to be brother and sister.

But when he wanted to see that person, whether it was Zixuan or Xiaoshu, they were always vague and gave various reasons, but they were not there anyway.

How did Ling Yun know where the young master came from? He was just a man disguised as a woman. In order not to reveal his identity, Zixuan made up a false brother.

I don't know how he will feel when he knows the truth one day.

Ling Yun looked at the back of Xiaoshu, who had come and gone in a hurry, and froze on the spot, suddenly forgetting what to do next.

I was torn in my heart, should I go to Miss Zixuan to apologize? Go ahead, where have I been? How should he explain?

Tell the truth directly?

What if she doesn't understand?

Will not going make her hate herself and think she is a Meng Lang person?

He was in a dilemma and felt at a loss for a while, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Just when he was thinking wildly, he saw Zixuan mounting a horse and leaving the camp. He took two steps forward and chased her. Looking at her retreating back, he could only return to the camp in frustration.

It took half an hour to finish lunch, and after sitting for a while, he picked up the medicine jar and was about to drink the medicine. A strong smell of Chinese medicine filled the air, making him cough twice and immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking medicine.

Looking left and right, he found that no one was there, so he secretly fell down in a secret corner while no one was there, pretending that he had finished drinking.

With nothing to do, he started making the saddle he had just thought of, but after searching carefully, he found that the materials he wanted were not in the tent, so he had to find Zhang Wu again.

"Brother Zhang, I want some fabrics and some iron sheets."

Zhang Wu looked at him in confusion and asked, "Ling Yun, what do you want these things for?"

Ling Yun chuckled and pretended to be mysterious, "Brother Zhang, I am of great use, but I have to make it before I tell you."

Zhang Wu shook his head helplessly and said with a smile, "You kid, why are you still so mysterious?"

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

After a while, the two of them arrived at the tent where materials were placed. However, it was not an armory, so it was not heavily guarded. There were only two craftsmen forging iron at the door.

Accompanied by the "pop" sound and sparks flashing, the temperature here is one level higher than other places.

Zhang Wu first said hello to the two craftsmen, and then told them Ling Yun's purpose and asked them not to worry about him. However, he still reminded them that if he needed help, let them try their best to help.

The two of them took a look at Ling Yun and found that he was thin and fair. He looked like a rich young man with no strength to control the chicken. They thought that this was the young master from there again. He had nothing to do and had to come here to cause trouble, but in the end they still came to Ling Yun.

Zhang Wu nodded.

After getting the answers from the two men, Zhang Wu pointed to the tent behind them, looked at Ling Yun and said, "Well, there should be what you want in those two tents, go find it yourself!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang."

After Ling Yun expressed his gratitude to Zhang Wu, he ran into the camp, looked around, and finally found the materials he wanted.

Putting all the materials together, he began to make a saddle, using a wooden frame covered with leather to make a fixed seat, stuffed with a lot of soft objects, and shaped to fit the rider's buttocks, with bulges at the front and back, so that it could

It allows the rider to sit comfortably while also providing protection.

It took almost an hour to finally make a saddle that looked good. The shape looked okay, but I didn’t know how it would be in actual use.

Once the saddle is ready, all that is needed is a pair of saddles. Only when the horse is mounted on it can it be a complete saddle.

After leaving the camp, he came to the two blacksmiths and saluted, "Uncles, you are very polite now."

The two of them were stunned. They didn't expect Ling Yun to salute them so politely. It was really unexpected.

They don't hit anyone with a smile when they go out. Such a well-behaved young man greeted them, and the two blacksmiths were also beaming.

Accident and surprise are the same thing. They also knew that Ling Yun was asking for something, so when they reacted, they smiled and asked, "Hey, young master, do you need our help for something?"


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