When the competition was over, the prince gave Pei Yan a reward of 30 gold as promised. His words were full of appreciation: "Such a young man will definitely have a bright future in the future."
The prince was always gentle and courteous, but he was also restrained. This was the first time he praised someone so unabashedly. He also ordered someone to bring Wuyama over and hand it over to Pei Yan.
Seeing how much the prince valued this humble little slave, everyone looked at him with admiration.
Fu Yan stood silently on the side, staring at the glorious young man.
This little slave who shined on the field had obviously won the game just now, but there was no trace of arrogance in his eyebrows. He stood calmly and restrained with his hands lowered and respectfully, and his deep phoenix eyes seemed to be unable to shine through.
It's deep, but in the face of everyone's admiration, it still looks timid and uneasy.
On the field just now, his red-eyed appearance was similar to the ferocity of a wild beast before biting its prey. That wild and ferocious look on his face made him a big man. Now that he thinks about it, he can't help but tremble.
It's really weird, such an extreme contrast... Maybe it's just a hallucination that he just got carried away by the blood.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the little slave coming towards him, respectfully clasping his fists in greeting, and saying in a soft voice: "Slave, it's all about good luck today."
"I was offended just now. Please forgive me, Your Highness, the Fourth Highness, and don't punish me, this little slave."
He just hit the horse's leg with all his strength. If it were applied to an ordinary person, if it fell to the ground, the bones would be shattered, and the worst would be death without a burial place. If he did that to him, this little slave would actually do it.
Do you have such a big heart?
Fu Yan glanced at him: "How can I argue with you? There are rules in the game. I am willing to admit defeat!"
Pei Yan resigned respectfully and stood behind Fuying with his hands down.
Fu Mu clapped his hands excitedly when he saw him: "Pei Yan, you win! You win! So awesome!"
The young man smiled shyly and thanked her, but his eyes were fixed on the little princess unconsciously. Then, he took his reward, the Wuyama horse from the Western Regions, and gently handed the reins to Fuying.
"This horse now belongs to His Highness."
His eyes were sincere and hot, more translucent than the clear spring at the foot of the mountain that day. Fuying's heart beat inexplicably, and an imperceptible blush rose on her cheeks: "Oh... OK, thank you, thank you for your hard work."<
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The young man was as pure as water. He stepped back freely, and the Wuyama horse came into Fuying's eyes completely.
"It's so beautiful." She gently stroked the bright and smooth mane on Wuyama's head with her palm, and couldn't help but sigh.
Sure enough, it was a horse with so much intelligence. It noticed the little princess's touch and bent its neck slightly, as if to rub against the girl's palm to please her.
Fuying is even happier.
Fu Mu looked at it with surprised eyes: "Ah Ying, this horse is so beautiful, it must be a divine horse in the sky!"
The little princess thought of the scene on the field just now, and when she came back to her senses, she looked at Pei Yan with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, looking at everything from top to bottom.
Pei Yan smiled shyly: "Your Highness, yes, is there anything dirty on your body?"
Fuying looked like she was thinking, and shook her head: "You are really amazing. Now not only my aunt says you are an amazing plastic talent, but even your eldest brother is full of praise for you!"
A flash of red quickly appeared on the young man's cheeks, and he was about to answer when he heard the little princess say again: "By the way, the eldest brother just asked me if I can ask you to come over..."
Pei Yan's eyes froze, and his heart beat rapidly.
Fortunately, she just asked herself: "Do you want to go to Big Brother?"
The prince's elegant and dignified gentleman's posture flashed in his mind, as well as the admiration when he looked at him just now. After a pause, he shook his head firmly and replied: "I just want to stay with the princess."<
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He refused... Fuying felt a little regretful. Compared to being a slave to a princess with no power like her, being a slave to a prince was a status that many people flocked to. Moreover, with his eldest brother, he would definitely have a greater future.
However, he said he just wanted to...
How could I refuse?
Fuying originally wanted to persuade him a few words. She must think carefully and not be carried away by it for a moment, but the words came to her lips and she couldn't say them out. If she wanted to ask her if she was willing to give Pei Yanstone to others, then
It must be reluctant to give up.
Why? She didn't even know it herself, there was just a voice in her heart shouting, he is your slave and your person, so he should follow you.
Although...a little selfish.
For the last time, she hesitantly asked: "Really? You... just want to stay with me?"
Pei Yan nodded firmly, just like a puppy loyal to its master: "In my heart, Your Highness is everything. No matter how much Your Highness appreciates me, even if I am His Highness's slave, I will be a hundred times more dignified than being your slave."
, But I still want to stay with you, Your Highness, because those things are meaningless to me. The only thing that is meaningful is Your Highness, and His Highness the person."
"His Royal Highness has countless slaves around him, but His Highness only has me as a slave. For me, this is enough. I am satisfied and naturally I will not dare to ask for anything else."
What he said was so true and touching, the light in Fuying's eyes shone in his pupils, and he listened seriously.
Finally, the young man's voice contained a hint of pleading and fear of being abandoned: "Your Highness, don't drive the slave away. In the future, don't ask the slave if he is willing to go to someone else. In any case, as long as it is about leaving Your Highness,
No slave is willing."
Fuying seemed to be bewitched, and in his eyes full of eagerness, she subconsciously nodded and agreed.
After a pause, the girl comforted him softly: "Okay, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Then stay with me."
Pei Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled obediently: "Everything is entirely up to His Highness."
"But..." The girl's charming voice sounded again: "How do you know that I have you as a slave? Maybe I will have other slaves in the future, just like my brothers and sisters."
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There is no master in the palace, only a slave.
The young man raised a pair of wet dog eyes, and asked expectantly: "Will His Highness accept any more slaves?"
Fuying walked forward and tilted her head to think, okay?
"Maybe, maybe not." The fact is, she doesn't know.
Pei Yan's pair of phoenix eyes, at some point, became as deep as a pool of stagnant water. No one could explain the turbulence hidden under the calm waves, and no one could detect it.
Just, just like that, looking at the little princess quietly, keeping looking, keeping looking...
This chapter has been completed!